Cheng Han stared at the black stone and grinned: "It's developed! My hard work is worth it!"
According to a lot of information previously obtained, the origin of this thing is extraordinary and amazing. The believers of the Ability God call it the Stone of Soul.
This is really a name that makes people think about it.
"Previous deductions have shown that the 'Blood of the Ability God' and the 'Stone of Soul' are closely connected beyond imagination. To be precise, they come from the same source.
"Judging from the names, the former should be a drop of divine blood of a certain power god, and the latter is most likely the soul of that power god... No, it should be a very small fragment of the soul."
This is almost crazy speculation.
But Cheng Han felt that this was the answer closest to the truth.
He unconsciously thought of more.
"Logically, Ability God is a very high-level being. To extract the soul of Ability God and make it into extraordinary items is definitely a god-level method.
"The most likely possibility is that this unlucky Ability God participated in a divine war and became the loser of the war, which is why he suffered such a bad fate.
"After a long time, the divine thing actually fell into the hands of a mortal like me. It's so strange that this world is so strange."
Cheng Han sighed about the "rise and fall of history" and became excited again: "The fragment of the soul of an alien god definitely contains a vast amount of knowledge. This time I made a lot of money!"
At this time.
The black cat suddenly made a move.
It jumped from the sofa to the wooden table, intending to feel the black stone in another way.
That is - take a few sniffs with your nose.
As a cat, its way of understanding things relies not only on vision, but also on smell, touch, and hearing.
The black cat walked a few steps and suddenly heard an extremely subtle whisper.
What's even more bizarre is that the whisper seems to have indescribable magic power, making it unconsciously want to get closer, and even hold the stone tightly in its arms.
A trace of confusion flashed in the Sheriff's cat eyes, and he couldn't help but move his legs.
However.
It had just taken a step when it suddenly felt its tail being pulled by a hand.
The master’s voice came one after another: “Sheriff, you don’t want to die?!”
Only then did the black cat realize that his mind seemed to have been quietly controlled by the stone, and a humanized look of fear appeared in his pair of cat eyes.
"Meow~"
It rubbed its owner's hand affectionately with its head.
Cheng Han warned with a serious look on his face: "This is an extraordinary... extremely dangerous item from another world. Please don't get close to it in the future, let alone touch it."
He wanted to say "from the gods", but when the words came to his lips, he changed his words temporarily.
There is no need to let a cat know about this, lest it be put in danger.
The black cat let out a "meow" and jumped off the table.
terrible!
This meow will definitely stay away from me from now on!
Cheng Han used the tongs to hold the Soul Stone, walked quickly to the bedroom, took out a stone box from under the bed, put the stone into the box, and then stuffed it into a secret compartment under the bed.
Whether it's a stone box or a hidden compartment, they are all things prepared in advance for this "plunder" operation.
According to deductions, the power of the Soul Stone was excessively consumed and fell into a deep sleep like the blood of a supernatural god. However, it was an item at the level of gods after all, and it still had a slight impact on the outside world.
This was the reason why the black cat heard the strange murmur.
Put the stone in a stone box to isolate it from the influence.
By the way, the stone box was made by Cheng Han himself.
The method is simple - thread of flame.
Today, with the improvement of strength, the temperature of the flame wire has exceeded 2000 degrees, while the stone box material is limestone with a melting point of less than 1000 degrees.
Just condense a thread of flame and slowly sweep it across the stone to easily cut it open.
It's just cutting stones with bare hands. Is this a big deal?
Cheng Han looked at the police chief and said slowly: "I personally think it might be a safer approach to erase all the memories of the stone in your mind. Are you willing?"
The black cat tilted his head and thought for a while, then responded: "Meow~"
It absolutely trusts its owner and is willing to obey its owner's arrangements.
Cheng Han stretched out his hand to hold down his cat's head, first used his mind to connect with the residual seal of controlling the spirit, and then connected with the residual seal of the spiritual world, and began to perform "minor surgery".
Because Black Cat completely let go of his mind, coupled with the effectiveness of the two residual seals, the relevant memories were easily erased.
He also planted a spiritual suggestion, telling the black cat not to enter the bedroom, let alone get under the bed, lest it accidentally turn the stone box out.
The surgical results were excellent.
Without any instructions, the black cat left the bedroom voluntarily.
Cheng Han reviewed the whole process and felt a little regretful: "The 'Dark Spirit Eyes' carried by the two stalkers are actually a good thing, and they can only be made cheaper by the official."
There's nothing we can do about it.
The power of true flames in the big bird's body is not much, it is only enough to transport a small item.
He quickly controlled his emotions.
never mind!
You can't be too greedy.
Cheng Han checked the mental value again - 3.6/25.7.
He pinched his brows and muttered: "There have been too many deductions today. Let's take a nap to recover our mental strength, and then analyze the Soul Stone."
He closed the bedroom door, added some firewood to the fireplace, got dressed and lay down on the sofa, quickly falling into a deep sleep.
The black cat flicked its tail, lightly jumped onto the sofa, and lay down next to its owner.
Red flames danced in the fireplace.
The room was as quiet as a sweet dream.
*
Five o'clock in the morning.
Cheng Han woke up.
At this time, only ashes remained in the fireplace.
He relit the fireplace, gently picked up the black cat, and placed it beside the hearth.
The black cat moved its ears. The owner is so kind.
But it didn't open its eyes.
It still wants to sleep.
Cheng Han entered the bedroom, closed the door, and took out the stone box from under the bed.
The harvest time has arrived!
As soon as the stone box was opened, a subtle whispering sound immediately rang in my ears.
Cheng Han couldn't help but shook his head: "I've been dead for tens of thousands of years, and I'm still causing trouble. Does it bother you?"
He touched the true flame remnant mark lightly with his mind, and the power of the true flame flowed naturally, instantly dispelling the murmur.
For ordinary people, the whisper is extremely dangerous. If you listen to it for a little longer, you will definitely encounter something terrible and strange, and there is a 99% chance of dying.
But to him, this is nothing!
The power of true flame corresponds to the law of daylight, and is naturally the nemesis of the power of supernatural gods. Even if you sit next to it for a day, there will be no problem. At most, it will consume a little spiritual value.
Cheng Han held the stone box with both hands, thoughts flying in his mind.
"All the supernatural gods in this world are proficient in the soul field. Logically speaking, the analyzed knowledge is most suitable for completing the Linghuan residual seal.
"But I always feel that light and darkness, day and night are not absolute opposites, but two sides of the same body, just like the front and back of an object, and they may also be able to complete the true flame residual seal.
"Let's try it first."
Cheng Han stared at the black stone and muttered silently: "Analyze the soul stone to complete the true flame residual seal."
The coolness is like a tide.
The mental value plummeted.
Success!
Cheng Han felt happy.
However.
Something unexpected happened.
A voice filled with overwhelming resentment shouted in extremely difficult to pronounce language: "Kilit...Makamuka..."
This is a very unfamiliar language, but he understands it completely.
"Brestin, Amelia, Ostry, my land will be eternal, and my curse will be eternal..."
Cheng Han was startled.
Another land?
An idea flashed in his mind, and an astonishing idea came to his mind: "These three names, couldn't they be the real names of the three great gods? Did they join forces to kill the power god who owned the netherworld?"
"If this is the case, then the divine war that I originally thought was probably not an ordinary war, but a super divine war that overturned the pattern of the ancient times."
The possibility is great!
The soul fragments of the gods already contain memories.
Even if it is broken into countless pieces and has been baptized for tens of thousands of years, it still retains a deep resentment towards the enemy.
Cheng Han suddenly had the urge to complain: "I'm just a harmless middle school student. What's the use of knowing all this ultra-high-end knowledge?"
He was almost certain that none of the Xuanshi in Tai'an's Xiaoling Realm knew the true names of the three great powers.
There is no other reason.
Not enough levels.
Knowing the true name not only brings no benefits, but also brings endless disasters.
After the interlude.
The deduction continues.
In the sea of spirit, the light group represented by the true flame residual seal instantly expanded to an unprecedented degree, and the core light filament structure grew faster than ever before.
A few seconds later.
The deduction is over.
The remaining imprinted light group returned to its convergent state.
But the body size has doubled.
A message popped up at the right time: "Proficiency +486, current proficiency is 638/3000, and mental value is 12.4/27.3."
After touching it with my mind, the feedback came: "Remnant Seal of True Flame, completeness 12.54%."
A full increase - 5.86%!
This is an unprecedented surge.
The upper limit of mental value has also been increased by 1.6 points.
Cheng Han's heart was full of joy: "It is indeed the remnant soul of the god. I only analyzed a little bit of it and got such a huge harvest."
In addition to data growth, there is something even more exciting.
"Snapped!"
Cheng Han snapped his fingers.
A strange ball of light appeared out of thin air.
Its color is actually black.
How could light be black?
This is incredible.
But visually, this is black light.
More than just visual perception.
The same is true for extraordinary vision.
By the way, history is not useless information, and it is definitely not in the water.
The mystery of the sun is hidden in the fog of ancient times. The first chapter of this book makes it clear that there is no sun in this world.
So, where did it go?
Subsequent chapters will be presented.
In short, the sun will eventually return, and Emperor Xi will surely reach the top.
PS: There will be a fourth update tonight.
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