Chapter 59 [59] Whisper of the gods, upgrade of the omniscient eye
"Woo~"
As night falls, the strong winds at the transition from autumn to winter begin to blow again.
Students in other classes have left the school after detailed inspections by the Black Armored Army, while the three classes that experienced the ghost eye incident were asked to stay in the school.
Of course, the school provides complete accommodation conditions, so students don’t have to worry about having nowhere to sleep.
At this moment.
Cheng Han stood quietly in the hall of Lanlou, and faces flashed through his mind. There were students from Class 2 of Grade 3, Class 8 of Grade 3, and Class 6 of Grade 2.
The barbecue activity just now was definitely not a whim, but a premeditated move.
He used the engraving method to quietly "engrav" the faces of these people into his mind.
Every face is a related thing.
In this world, any object can be regarded as a kind of information, and everything becomes an endless ocean of information.
The associated object is equivalent to the anchor.
The greater the number of anchors, the more accurate the positioning, and the higher the success rate of the Omniscient Eye deduction.
Cheng Han locked eyes on Wen Jie's face, held an eraser "borrowed" from the table with his right hand, and said silently: "Deduce the source of the grimace."
The top of his head was like cold water flowing over him.
The mental value began to plummet.
The deduction was successful.
But there was no illusion. Instead, an extremely difficult to pronounce illusory whisper appeared in the ear: "Kadina... Hinetji... Babozhaka..."
The most incredible thing is that this is an extremely unfamiliar language, but he clearly understands its meaning.
"The Deep Land is eternal. You can offer your soul. When the Deep Land returns to the earth, you will be bathed in the glory of the Lord and become an eternal person..."
After a while.
The murmur disappeared.
A message came in a flash: "Proficiency +184, current proficiency is 744/1000, and mental value is 12.2/20.6."
Cheng Han felt incredible: "The source of ghost faces is actually whispering? Whose whisper is so powerful that just hearing it can make people see ghost eyes?"
He made an astonishing guess: "The proficiency level has reached three digits, and there is more blood than the last time I analyzed the blood of the gods. Could this be the whisper of the gods?"
The possibility is very high!
In addition, there are still many doubts.
For example, which alien god does "Lord" refer to?
For example, what is ‘Netherworld’?
Cheng Han frowned: "Ye Qin said that there were some weaker gods in the early Middle Ages. Could it be that Youtu is one of the gods, and does the Shenjiang Group plan to resurrect him?"
The logic seemed right, but he felt something was not right.
"The textbook said that the three great gods are the most powerful gods, but they are in a state of being suppressed.
"And a supernatural god whose power is not as powerful as the main god, even if he is successfully resurrected, can he still turn the situation around?
"By the way, is there a possibility that Youtu is the alias of one of the three great gods..."
Cheng Han shook his head: "It's difficult to draw conclusions without enough information. I have to find some ancient books."
He put this question aside for the time being and said silently again: "Analyze the mechanism of ghost eyes."
The mental value plummeted again.
A flood of information followed.
This time there was a vision:
The bookmark left by Ye Qin caused a strange murmur. It seemed to contain incredible power, transforming into a weird pattern in an unimaginable way.
It's a black ring with a little white light in the center.
It's like a strange eye without a pupil, staring from the void, it's so weird that it's hair-raising.
This is undoubtedly the "ghost eye".
Then the ghost eye appeared in Wen Jie's spiritual sea in a way similar to "spiritual projection". The latter's soul origin was attracted and began to flow away bit by bit.
A little while.
The illusion disappears.
Another message appeared: "Proficiency +218, current proficiency is 962/1000, mental value is 3.2/20.6."
Three digits again!
And more!
Cheng Han was shocked: "Maybe the whisper is really the whisper of the gods!"
Deep awe arose in his heart: "Just a whisper is so powerful. If I face the alien god, I'm afraid that if the other person looks at me, I will disappear into ashes."
If the extraordinary knowledge he currently possesses is regarded as elementary school mathematics, then the mystery of ghost eyes may be equivalent to partial differential calculus at the master's level.
The omniscient eye has only scratched the surface of the above process.
Cheng Han muttered secretly: "The ghost eye can actually absorb the soul's origin. No wonder that as long as you bump into the ghost eye, you will get sick at least, or die in the worst case."
"I'm afraid no one in the entire Tai'an Xiaoling Realm, including those Xuanshi, understands the nature of ghost eyes better than me."
During the textile factory incident, he had a distant contact with Xuan Shi, and he really didn't think that the other person's level was much better than "elementary school mathematics".
Cheng Han started to do the third thing: "Check on the situation of your classmates."
Because I have some understanding of the nature of ghost eyes, this deduction went particularly smoothly.
He spent 2 points of mental energy, and the results came out quickly.
A piece of good news - there is no strange murmuring in Qian Qingqing's soul.
A piece of bad news - there are thirty-two students with vague murmurs in their souls. These people are all students who were close to Wen Jie when the incident happened.
Cheng Han's face darkened: "This confirms my previous guess that ghost eyes are indeed conductive."
What's worse is that little girls may be infected if they stay with their classmates.
Based on his current knowledge, he can calculate that the probability is between 20% and 30%.
This is not low!
Cheng Han paced back and forth, with various thoughts running through his mind: "The whispering is too weird, far beyond my ability, and I can't remove the ghost eyes at the moment.
"Is there a way to prevent the transmission of ghost eyes?"
a long time.
Cheng Han had an idea: "The ghost eye absorbs the soul energy and transmits it to a mysterious place. Although the specific location cannot be analyzed, we may try to manipulate the transmission process."
The process of transmitting energy is not directly related to the whispering of the gods, but it just happened to yield some results.
He felt that there was something that could be exploited.
"Woo~"
The wind suddenly roared violently, interrupting his thoughts.
Cheng Han rubbed his eyebrows and muttered: "I have exhausted too much energy and my head is a little dizzy. Let's go and take a nap first."
The facilities in Lan Building are very complete. There is a lounge on the second floor. The conditions are much better than those in the complex building. Naturally, he will not wrong himself and plans to sleep in Lan Building for one night.
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It's quiet at night.
Cheng Han woke up and felt full of energy.
He looked at the unfamiliar environment around him and was confused for a moment before he remembered that this was not his home, but Lanlou.
Cheng Han murmured softly: "Although Lan Tower is good, it is too deserted."
To be fair, Lan Tower has complete heating facilities and dedicated personnel on duty. Every room is as warm as spring, no less than the collective heating in the previous life.
On the other hand, Shanyifang is not so convenient. If you don't add firewood to the fireplace in time, the room will get cold in a short time.
Despite this, he still prefers his own small house.
Cheng Han recalled a lot of knowledge and muttered silently: "Based on the residual seal of true flames and drawing on the way ghost eyes transmit energy, we can deduce the relevant methods."
In the sea of spirit, the light group represented by the residual seal shines brightly in an instant.
The light filament structure at the core of the residual imprint began to grow rapidly, gradually forming a new subsidiary structure.
The structure is shaped like an arrow.
It just appears in a weird spiral shape.
Not long after.
The light filaments stopped growing and the residual imprint returned to its original state.
Two prompts flashed out at the right time.
"Proficiency +48, proficiency reaches full value, Omniscient Eye is upgraded to level 4."
"[Omniscient Eye]: Can see into the mysteries of all things. Level 4, the upper limit of spiritual value is increased by 7, and there is a small probability of passively triggering skills. The current proficiency is 10/3000, and the spiritual value is 14.6/24.8."
For level 3 skills, the upper limit of spiritual value is increased by 3 points.
Now that you have upgraded to level 4, the upper limit has become 7 points.
This is equivalent to an increase of 4 points.
The higher the level of the Omniscient Eye, the higher the success rate of the deduction.
Cheng Han was full of joy: "To others, alien gods are extremely terrifying existences, but to me, they are a gift package of proficiency!"
It used to be extremely slow to accumulate proficiency, but since coming into contact with the Ability God, my proficiency has begun to improve by leaps and bounds.
Thank you God!
He touched the remaining seal with his mind, and feedback came: "The remaining seal of true flame, completeness is 5.41%."
The residual print has been completed by 0.95%.
This also increases the upper mental limit by 0.2 points.
good!
Mosquito legs are also meat!
Cheng Han understood the mystery of the residual seal with his heart, and said with admiration in his voice: "This secret method is more mysterious than I imagined."
He walked barefoot to the window, stretched out his hand to open a corner of the curtain, stared at the dark night sky, and murmured: "The next step is to wait for dawn."
The foundation of the true flame residual seal is the ubiquitous light.
In other words, it is the law represented by daylight.
At this moment, the power of the law is at its weakest. He can only wait for the change of day and night and the power of the law to recover before he can implement his plan.
Regarding the protagonist’s code of conduct, I think the comment made by book friend “Sword Qi Across Pomegranate Seeds” is very good.
[If you can fight, take action, only if you are weak will you be content with it];
I really had no intention of writing a protagonist who looked like a ten thousand year old turtle.