Start By Parsing The Sun

Chapter 47: I am the Last Winner

"Snap!"

Cheng Han snapped his fingers.

The light ball attached to the ceiling dimmed and went out.

Darkness instantly swallowed every inch of space in the living room.

"Swish!"

Cheng Han first pulled open the curtains before opening the window.

It was necessary.

Engaging in illicit activities naturally required caution.

The cold night air seeped in through the cracks, stimulating the skin and causing small bumps to appear.

Cheng Han activated his True Flame Mark, instantly dispelling the chill. He then waved his right hand, creating an invisible "shield" of hot air to block out the cold.

It must be said that superhuman abilities are indeed useful.

His thoughts wandered, "Back then, Chen Zhengyang came out late at night and spat, attracting a bird. This should have been a way to transmit information, but it seems to have failed.

"At that time, I guessed that the thing could escape using this method, but there must be serious risks involved. It wouldn't use it unless it was absolutely necessary, otherwise it would have long escaped from Qinglin City.

"So, only when it is in dire straits will it take this risky approach."

Cheng Han looked up at the night sky and smiled, "After planning for so long and using various means, I finally succeeded in forcing it onto this path."

Not long after.

A black shadow suddenly rushed in and landed on the floor.

It was a raptor - a long-winged falcon.

It looked slightly disheveled, with many feathers missing from its body, as if it had experienced a fierce battle.

"Caw~"

The long-winged falcon let out a cry and trotted over, lightly tapping Cheng Han's right hand with its long beak.

This was a way of greeting.

Its arrival had a slight element of coincidence.

Two nights ago, when Cheng Han was practicing controlling the night owl flock, this long-winged falcon audaciously launched an attack.

Under normal circumstances, the flock of birds would scatter and flee in fear of their natural enemy. It had a high probability of successfully hunting down a night owl.

Unfortunately, this raptor encountered an abnormal situation.

Cheng Han remotely controlled over a hundred large birds, surrounding the long-winged falcon and launching a frenzy of attacks, forcibly bringing it down from the sky to the ground.

He then sent out a black cat to drag the trapped raptor back, gaining another underling.

At this moment.

Cheng Han extended a finger and tapped the long-winged falcon's head, uttering a sentence, "Find it!"

The "it" in this sentence naturally referred to the gray bird that had taken away the supernatural item. Judging from its poor condition, it couldn't have flown too far in a short period of time. The raptor had a high probability of catching up.

The long-winged falcon's eyes were blank for a moment before regaining clarity. "Caw~"

Cheng Han specifically cautioned, "Remember, that thing is extremely dangerous. Do not touch it under any circumstances, understand?"

The gray bird's feathers deteriorated into a terrible state after only a brief contact with the supernatural item, indicating its terrifying corrosive power on living beings.

The long-winged falcon let out another cry, "Caw~"

Cheng Han waved his hand, "Go quickly."

The long-winged falcon took off into the sky and quickly disappeared into the vast night.

Cheng Han closed the window, pulled the curtains shut, and quietly waited.

*

The night was extremely heavy, enveloping this corner of the world.

Looking down at the earth, one could only see patches of varying shades of black, resembling an Impressionist painting.

Looking up at the sky, one could only see numerous small and large dots scattered across the corners of the sky, occasionally flickering gently.

They were not stars.

They were the other spiritual leaves of Wan Hao Shen Rong, also known as "small spiritual realms" by ordinary people.

At this moment.

A gray shadow was struggling to soar in the night sky.

"Whoosh! Whoosh!"

The sound of flapping wings sounded noticeably chaotic.

From this, it could be seen that the bird's physical condition was quite poor.

After a while.

It flew over a large black patch as dark as ink.

Upon careful observation, the terrain of the black patch was undulating, seemingly an extremely remote mountain forest. It was far from the city and rarely visited by people.

At this moment.

A larger black shadow swiftly swooped down from above.

It was the long-winged falcon.

Grey Shadow sensed that something was wrong and instinctively flapped its wings, trying to evade the attack of its predator.

Unfortunately, its condition was not good enough, and it failed to dodge the strike.

The Long Feathered Falcon swooped down and fiercely pecked its back with its long beak, then tore at its feathers with its sharp claws.

"Squeak! Squeak!"

Grey Shadow was powerless to resist and let out a series of miserable cries.

The fight lasted for a few seconds before both sides separated.

Grey Shadow, like a kite with a broken string, quickly plummeted towards the forest below, followed by a series of crashing sounds as it disappeared into the dense woods.

The Long Feathered Falcon circled above the forest for a while before also landing in the woods.

*

Shan Yi Fang.

Cheng Han "saw" the grey bird fall and smiled, "As I expected, this method of escape has serious flaws. It seems that this thing has fallen into a dormant state."

This was not difficult to understand.

If it still had a trace of power left, the grey bird would not have been shot down.

A few moments later.

Cheng Han made another deduction.

With the help of the Long Feathered Falcon, he "saw" the grey bird lying motionless on the ground, one wing bent into a strange shape, clearly dead.

Its stiff claws still tightly grasped a black pearl.

Cheng Han's suspended heart finally relaxed, "The authorities are searching everywhere for this thing, and the followers of the alien god are probably doing the same, but I am the ultimate winner."

He carefully observed the pearl and exclaimed, "Hmm."

When it first appeared, it was clear and translucent, like a gorgeous black crystal, but now it looked mottled and dull, more like a piece of stone.

Comparing the before and after changes, it could be inferred that something drastic had happened inside it.

Cheng Han laughed, "I guessed it right again. This thing has indeed fallen into a dormant state. It's not dangerous now.

"Now is a good time to use the All-Knowing Eye. Maybe I can figure out what it is, but my mental energy is too low. Let's wait and deduce it later."

Cheng Han touched the residual imprint with his mind and gave a command from a distance, "Bury the black pearl."

This thing was too dangerous, and he didn't want to keep it by his side. Leaving it in the woods temporarily was a better choice.

Recently, he had deduced the residual imprint of the Spirit Control to a completion rate of 32.46% and gained some new functions, remote command transmission being one of them.

Of course.

Limited to relatively simple commands.

*

Ten minutes later.

The black cat slipped into the house.

It ran over, rubbing against its owner's leg, "Meow~"

Cheng Han praised it harshly, "Sheriff, you did a great job today!"

In addition to verbal praise, he also gave a physical reward - petting the cat.

Not the usual kind of petting.

But a special kind of petting that resembled a massage.

The black cat felt that its owner's hands had an incredible magic, always able to stroke the exact spot it wanted to be stroked, with just the right amount of pressure.

It felt like its soul was being petted.

The black cat purred happily, its eyes squinting with joy, and its fluffy tail wagging happily.

When Cheng Han stopped, the sheriff reluctantly let out a "meow."

If possible, it would be willing to trade three mole rabbits for another round!

No.

Five would also be negotiable.

For others, they would never be able to achieve the same effect.

But Cheng Han, with the help of the All-Knowing Eye, knew exactly where the black cat's "sweet spot" was, so every stroke was accurate.

He also used the power of the True Flame residual imprint, with a slight heat emanating from his fingertips, which could penetrate deep into the muscles, making the sheriff feel so good that it was almost losing itself.

Cheng Han looked at its satisfied expression and couldn't help but laugh, "Alright, there will be plenty of opportunities in the future! You've been running around outside for a few hours tonight, so I've prepared a midnight snack for you."

The black cat eagerly exclaimed, "Meow~"

Not only was it looking forward to the midnight snack, but also to being petted again in the future.

Cheng Han took out a large bowl from the kitchen and touched the bottom of the bowl with his right hand, immediately releasing a burst of hot steam.

As soon as the food was poured into the cat bowl, the black cat immediately buried its head in it.

"Smack!"

"Purr!"

The sound of joyful eating filled the air.

(End of this chapter)