Back home.
Cheng Han looked around for a few times, but didn't find the black cat. He muttered in a low voice: "It's almost dark, where did the police chief go wandering around?"
He thought for a while, and made a deduction based on the correlation between the spirit-controlling residual seals:
The illusion slowly emerged:
"Squeak~"
A white-bellied squirrel was standing on a pine branch, squawking and jumping happily.
Among the large pine needles, there are a few dark fruits hanging.
This is a rock pine cone.
Peel off the rock-like shell, and inside is the oil-rich pulp. It only needs to be roasted over a low fire, and it is a quite delicious food.
Although rock pine cones are considered good food, they usually grow high in the tree canopy and are very difficult to pick, so they have to wait for them to fall off naturally.
"Meow~"
A black shadow rushed along the pine branches, swung its claws several times at extremely fast speeds, accurately cutting off the roots of the rock pine cones, and they quickly fell downwards.
It was the black cat.
This set of movements is extremely smooth, fully demonstrating his skills far beyond those of cats.
It is worth mentioning that the root of the rock pine cone is quite hard. Normally, it would have to be chopped with a knife, but the black cat could easily cut it off with just a wave of its claws.
This is obviously very unusual.
Cheng Han was not surprised.
In recent times, due to the residual seal of controlling the spirit, the extraordinary characteristics displayed by the black cat have become more and more obvious. Not only has the spirit undergone a magical transformation, but the body has also gradually begun to strengthen.
"Meow~"
The black cat stepped on the swaying pine branches, its body was extremely stable, and issued an order.
Snow below.
The two cats ran quickly through the snow, collected the rock pine cones one by one, and thoughtfully put them into a small net bag.
instantly.
The illusion disappears.
Cheng Han couldn't help but sigh: "I shouldn't have said that the rock pine cones tasted good yesterday."
Little did he know that the black cat must have heard these words, so he found the newly recovered rat boy, called a few cat boys, and started collecting rock pine cones all over the city.
It is completely foreseeable that, given the black cat’s tendency to hoard food, there will definitely be a few more buckets of rock pine cones at home in the next few days.
Even if I eat this thing three times a day, I'm afraid it will last for five or six days.
*
Put some firewood in the fireplace.
Then activate the true flame residual seal to pop out a few sparks.
Tufts of blazing red flames instantly filled the fireplace.
The cold room quickly became warm.
Cheng Han leisurely sat on the rocking chair, slowly flipping through the old borrowed manuscripts, and carefully reading the archaeological insights left by Mr. Lin's old friend.
"...The last divine dynasty in the Middle Ages, the so-called 'Angroot' divine dynasty, the popular decorative style at that time, whether it was architectural style or funeral style, all had a sense of returning to nature.
"In contrast, the gods and nobles of the major dynasties before Angrut preferred exquisite and complicated decorations. Numerous excavated antiquities can confirm this."
Cheng Han chuckled lightly.
Where is the return to nature?
It is certain that the threat from Shenrong is most likely imminent, and the three powers and the Satyrs have to mobilize all resources to try to resist the invasion of foreigners.
When I first analyzed the secret of the Ruins Key, I saw a large number of traces of war on the ancient continent, which is proof.
In the face of unprecedented pressure to survive, a sharp decline in living standards is almost inevitable.
Cheng Han's thoughts spread.
"The large-scale official tampering with history will definitely leave a lot of flaws. There must be many experts and smart people engaged in historical research, and it is impossible not to notice it.
"Therefore, it can be concluded that there is a high probability that there is a group of people in the officialdom who are closely following the news in the historical field and are committed to covering up various flaws, and may even suppress scholars who speak and act inappropriately."
After reading the manuscript records related to the sarcophagus, I didn't gain much.
After all, how valuable can the results of historical research based on fallacies be?
Cheng Han only remembered one word - Angrut Dynasty.
He closed the manuscript and muttered: "This is the last divine dynasty in the Middle Ages. From the bottom of society to the three great gods, everything has undergone drastic changes. There is definitely a lot of valuable information. We will focus on studying this in the future. Period.”
Cheng Han thought for a while and planned to conduct a deduction.
"This old friend of Mr. Lin witnessed the sarcophagus with his own eyes, and the sarcophagus came from a broken continent left over from ancient times. This is undoubtedly a connection.
“This person has been dead for several years, but this research manuscript is his lifelong effort. This is definitely a good correlation.
"Although there is a big detour between these two correlations, which greatly weakens the effectiveness, we can still try to deduce it..."
Cheng Han entered the bedroom, took out the stone box, and stared at the Soul Stone.
The original owner of this divine object most likely ruled the ancient continent in the ancient times. Since we want to deduce relevant information, this thing is indispensable.
He held the manuscript and imagined the pattern of flowers, nuts, and seeds, as well as the sarcophagus, and silently said: "Deduction!"
The mental value is reduced by 1 point.
But no feedback.
Failed!
This is normal.
The correlation is too weak and there are not enough keywords. It is naturally difficult for the Omniscient Eye brand "search engine" to "search" for the correct answer from the ocean of information.
Cheng Han was not discouraged, took another deep breath, and said silently: "Deduction!"
The coolness surges like a tide.
The mental value plummeted significantly.
Success!
Cheng Han felt happy.
A series of broken shots appeared in a flash.
The first paragraph is exactly the funeral described in the manuscript:
In a large sarcophagus carved with horrifying patterns, there lay a naked corpse with a light golden skin. Its body was significantly larger than that of an ordinary person.
An old priest in golden robes came over, raised a black sharp blade, easily cut open the corpse's chest, and inserted a black fruit.
The old priest turned around, looked around at the hundreds of people, and spoke an unfamiliar language in an old voice, but Cheng Han understood it.
"Everyone, Duke 'McMalaman' is a descendant of God. His body is very important to..."
Speaking of which.
The sound suddenly disappeared.
Half a breath passed.
The voice continued: "...It is very important. After this funeral is over, we will send him to a safe place."
Cheng Han was startled for a moment, and a surprising guess came to his mind.
"The few words that were skipped are probably a name. Could it be the name of a strange god? Maybe it is the official name of the God of Life."
This is the greatest possibility.
He naturally derived a conclusion.
"It seems that the God of Life must still possess powerful power, and His existence itself has always had a profound impact on this world.
"That is why the all-knowing eye cannot trace back the name of His priesthood."
The screen suddenly flashed.
Here comes the second shot:
"boom!"
A loud noise.
Another scene of the broken continent.
But the location of the illusion is different from last time.
A mountain peak that looked like a pillar of heaven, along with a land with a radius of thousands of miles, was shrouded in a black air that covered the sky and disappeared into the vast void.
Cheng Han realized something in his heart: "This should be the fragment of the continent corresponding to the sarcophagus. The area is much larger than the last fragment."
At this time.
A voice filled with overwhelming hatred suddenly sounded.
"Makamuka..."
Cheng Han also understood.
"Amelia, eternal damnation follows you!"
It is the voice of the mysterious god of the earth.
Cheng Han was immediately startled: "'Amelia' is one of the three great gods. The Youtu God was killed by them together, and the soul stone still carries hatred.
"It seems that the black energy that swept away the fragments of the continent was definitely caused by Amelia's initiative, which aroused the hatred of the Youtu God.
"There are traces of the God of Life on this fragment. According to Lin Xuebin, the Ability God is a slave god. Could it be that he is the Ability God under Amelia?"
This is another key piece of information.
To explore the secret of the God of Life, you might start with Amelia.
Cheng Han immediately thought of a question: "Which power god is Amelia the real name of?"
The true name of the Ability God is definitely super high-end knowledge, but he can't correlate it with the three major Ability Gods. This is really an embarrassing thing.
Here comes the third vision:
In a dark and boundless space, a continent floats bizarrely in it, with a giant peak rising into the sky in its center.
This is naturally the fragment of the continent that was taken away by Amelia.
The all-knowing eye also comes with a message - this dark place is called "Destruction of Ruins".
at this time.
Changes occur suddenly.
A voice that contained endless majesty exploded like thunder.
"You are guilty!"
The screen disappears instantly.
The deduction was forced to end.
Cheng Han groaned and felt like his brain had been hit hard.
"Wow!"
He spat out a mouthful of blood.
This is the impact that "You are guilty" has on the spirit.
Cheng Han was horrified.
God!
This is the voice of Ability God, who is aware of the prying eyes of the omniscient eye!
He never expected that the true form of the Ability God was hidden in this fragment of the continent. He really won a super jackpot this time!
Cheng Han didn't even have time to wipe the blood from his mouth, so he made a deduction as quickly as possible: "Am I in danger?"
The message flashed by.
No danger!
The results showed that Ability God was in a suppressed state, and his power was still unable to break through Wanhao Shenrong's protection.
Cheng Han murmured piously: "Thank you Shen Rong! Thank you to the top power!"
He sighed happily: "Fortunately, I have the magical skill of the Omniscient Eye."
If it were anyone else, even a Xuanshi, the moment they heard the voice of the Ability God, they would definitely die suddenly and their body would turn into a terrifying monster.
This is exactly what the saying "Don't face the gods directly" means.
But this time when facing the Ability God, the Omniscient Eye acted as a "relay station", virtually eliminating most of the power of the Ability God's voice.
A moment.
A piece of information popped up.
"Proficiency +1542, proficiency reaches full value, Omniscient Eye upgraded to level 5."
"[Omniscient Eye]: Can see into the mysteries of all things. Level 5, the upper limit of spiritual value is increased by 13, and there is a certain probability of passively triggering skills. The current proficiency is 1302/10000, and the spiritual value is 22.6/45.1."
The upper limit of mental value at level 4 is increased by 7 points, and at level 5 it becomes 13 points, which is equivalent to an increase of 6 points.
Especially the proficiency level reached a record high of four digits!
Cheng Han wiped off the blood and grinned: "Spying on a supernatural god once is very dangerous, but the reward is indeed a lot of proficiency."
He was still a little unwilling: "Maybe I am the first person to discover the true form of the Ability God, but he is hiding in Mie Xu. Even if I take the initiative to call the police, I am afraid it will be difficult for the officials to find him."
I named each of the nine great dynasties of the Middle Ages, and it felt so boring.
(End of chapter)
