Isaac's eye's abruptly shot open as a single thought ran through his mind. 'I'm late' he concluded, looking at the time on his phone.
Isaac, lulled on the thought. He had spent his entire weekend meditating, to the point where he'd forgotten himself. In this muddled state where the sense of time was virtually non-existent, he had unknowingly passed out long into the night.
He shook his drowsy head and emptied his frustrations out with a sigh. He had done it again. His first period teachers had already made their dissatisfaction with his recent streak of tardiness clear. It wouldn't be long till he started to get an actual trouble for this recurring mistake.
Isaac wasn't in a hurry to leave. The time was as such that even if he prepared and left this instance, he'd still be late. Instead, he sat up and assumed a cross-legged position, and assessed for his body's current condition.
'Nothing much has changed' he deduced. The Spirit energy inside of him still wouldn't submit to his will. This meant that his body was still not in the realm of establishing, that Adam had told him about.
It had already been two weeks since he had opened the portal that had transported the apple seed. Thinking about the little progress he had made since made Isaac lament. This world wasn't like Adam's, where spiritual energy was plentiful. Spiritual energy in this world was virtually non existent, and the little there were, was highly contaminated.
This impure energy made the process of extraction extra long and tedious. If Isaac wished to make any sort of progression with his cultivation, then he would have to remain patient.
Isaac, scanned inside of his mind space and came across a tiny luminescent flat circle that was besides a beach ball sized orb with a figure of a baby inside of it. This tiny portal was where he extracted most of his spirit energy. It was a portal that was connected to Adam's oblivion plane.
While staring intently at the flat surface, Isaac began his morning procedures. He focused, as strands of tentacle like wisps of spirit energy slowly came out from the portal and entered Isaac's ethereal being. He could feel the touch of the energy going through the multiple entries on his body.
Clearing his mind, Isaac let his spirit process the wayward energy, turning the gas like substance into a more liquid form. The converted energy that Adam had titled 'Internal energy' had then began to be absorbed by Isaac's cells.
Adam, had called this method of cultivation the 'Body tempering technique'. He'd discovered the general theory behind this method while watching one of the native creatures in his world doing something similar. After 'borrowing' the gist of the procedure, Adam then began experimenting with it until he found a way for it to be effectual for cultivation.
Unlike Isaac who used the technique for strength gains, the creature only used it to resist the biting cold of the blue stars Antarctica.
This method would allow it's user to fully utilize the energy that they had absorbed, by converting the gaseous energy into a liquid form that not only provided energy to but also strengthened the cells and organs of it's users. Right now to Isaac, this was the only mystical technique his current shallow foundation would allow.
The first step of the Extraction process felt relaxing, like the entirety of one's body was being massaged by tiny hands. It was the step after it that left Isaac on edge. Tightening his fist and clamping down on his teeth, Isaac readied himself.
Beads of sweat had already began proliferating on the top of his brow. At this moment, Isaac could feel his whole body tensing up. A compelling hunger so extreme that it threatened to overtake his sanity had struck him like a locomotive.
At the same time, the overwhelming sensation felt contradictory, as not only did it make him feel exhausted from hunger, it also brought with it a seemingly bottomless source of energy that made him want to run a marathon. The feeling was nearly incomprehensible.
Isaac winced once more, a strong heat began to radiate from his cell's. His body reddened like a tomato like he had ate the world's spiciest pepper. The method was at it's most critical point. His cells spurred on by their now instinctual will to eat began absorbing any nutrients they could find. Luckily, the amount of spiritual energy that the disc like portal was providing was the minimum that Isaac needed.
Finally, after successfully crossing the 'consolidation' point in his training, the boy let out a sigh. He had made it through the most difficult part of training. As his reward, a refreshingly pleasant chill ran through his body. This was the last step of the body tempering technique; The 'Distillation' phase.
This part of the technique needed no attentiveness to be accomplished, as the body would automatically start commencing this phase on it's own. Opening his eye's, his consciousness returned back into his body. The once clear air of his room was now stuffy, and Isaac's once clean body now had a putrid smelling muddy liquid on it.
Isaac got up carefully, trying not to touch anything with his dirty body. He opened his bedroom door and made way to the bathroom. He didn't have to worry about his sister's or father seeing him like this, considering that the girl's school roll call was an hour before his, they probably left to the subway's more then an hour ago.
He rinsed the muddy impurities off of him in the showers and took his time to remove the foul smelling odor from his body. Afterwards, he speedily got dressed up, tidied his room and got ready for school. Not before eating a large breakfast that consisted of several eggs and meat.
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The walk towards the subway took a little over fifteen minutes. Isaac, had just arrived on the train and secured himself a seat. All around, there stood busy looking business men and women, all with the same expressionless depression in their eye's.
Isaac sighed on a thought. In this world's current economic environment, these people could be considered the lucky members of society. Although, one could doubt such a claim by looking at these people's miserable faces, Isaac knew clearly that in this world, simply having a means of stable income was a blessing that most in the nation would lust after. In this cruel new world, where most were left without, even with his current situation Isaac could be considered 'Lucky'.
Isaac, reigned in his eyes, trying to ignore the depressing atmosphere around him. He looked at the phone in his hand and clicked on the 'WeTube' app on the screen. After, putting on some wired ear buds he began to listen to one of his favorite 'News' channel.
The man that came on the screen looked disheveled. His hair was thrown to the side sloppily, as if he'd just woken up from a nightmare and decided to turn on the camera immediately after. His suit was dirty with stains from food he'd ate day's prior and had creases that was apparent from clothes that had just came out of the dryer. Overall, his appearance looked as unpresentable as a crazy person that had just escaped from a mental hospital.
The man's voice was very rough, but for an odd reason it added to his personality. He spoke and expressed himself animatedly, sometimes speaking with a low sincere tone only to be screaming and throwing things afterwards. His hands constantly hovered around his table filled with 'documents' that was thrown around haphazardly, as he tried to convince his viewers of his many hard to believe points.
"I'm telling you people something demonic is happening.." Isaac's attention was caught by this man's passionate claims. "The Global reach foundation has only just gotten ownership of the black river forest and already many different people have just up an vanished".
The man's face looked frustrated as he harshly picked up some pieces of paper from his table. "I mean look at this" He said while pointing at one of the reports on the paper he was holding.
"How many more instances does there need to be before people finally start waking up.. Five young college kids disappeared just last week" The man continued to go off, but Isaac, whose stop was approaching had already stopped listening.
While pausing the video, he got up from his seat and placed his phone in his pocket.
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A/N Hey guys. I hope you like this chapter. I put a lot of thought into describing the method for Isaac to use and decided on this for now. I hope you all are liking the shift to mystery that i've made isaac's story to be. If you have any discontent's with the story so far please let it be known in the comment section, if not thank you all for reading.