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Chapter 59: The Whisper of the Gods, Upgrade of the All-Knowing Eye

"Oo~"

Night fell, and the strong wind that marked the transition from autumn to winter began to blow again.

The students from other classes had already left the school after a thorough inspection by the Black Armor Army, while the three classes that had experienced the Ghost Eye incident were required to stay.

Of course, the school provided excellent accommodation conditions, so the students didn't have to worry about not having a place to sleep.

At this moment.

Cheng Han stood quietly in the lobby of Lan Tower, and a series of faces quickly flashed through his mind. There were students from Class 3-2, as well as students from Class 3-8 and Class 2-6.

The barbecue event just now was not a spontaneous decision, but a premeditated action.

He used the method of imprinting to quietly "engrave" the faces of these people into his mind.

Each face was a related object.

In this world, any object could be regarded as a form of information, and all things converged into an endless ocean of information.

And the related objects were like anchors.

The more anchors there were, the more precise the positioning would be, and the success rate of deduction by the All-Knowing Eye would be higher.

Cheng Han locked onto Wen Jie's face and held a piece of eraser he had "borrowed" from his desk in his right hand, silently saying, "Deduce the source of the Ghost Face."

A chill ran through his scalp.

His mental value began to plummet.

The deduction was successful.

But instead of an illusion, he heard an extremely twisted and ethereal murmur in his ears: "Cardina... Hainetji... Babazaka..."

The most incredible thing was that this was an extremely unfamiliar language, but he understood its meaning.

"The eternal land of the netherworld, offer up your soul. When the netherworld returns to the earth, you will bathe in the glory of the Lord and become an eternal being..."

After a moment.

The murmur disappeared.

A piece of information flashed before him: "Proficiency +184, current proficiency is 744/1000, mental value is 12.2/20.6."

Cheng Han felt incredulous. "The source of the Ghost Face is actually the murmur? Whose murmur is so powerful that it can make people see the Ghost Eye just by hearing it?"

He had an astonishing guess. "The proficiency has reached three digits, more than the analysis of the Blood of the Divine Being last time. Could this be the whisper of a god?"

The possibility was very high!

In addition to this, there were many other doubts.

For example, which god did "Lord" refer to?

And what is the "netherworld"?

Cheng Han frowned. "Ye Qin mentioned that there were some weaker divine beings in the early Middle Ages. Could the netherworld be one of them, and is the Divine Descent Group planning to resurrect it?"

The logic seemed correct, but he felt that something was off.

"The textbooks say that the three major divine beings are the most powerful gods, but they are in a suppressed state.

"Even if a divine being weaker than the main gods successfully resurrects, can they really turn the tide?

"Right, is it possible that the netherworld is an alias for one of the three major divine beings..."

Cheng Han shook his head. "Without enough information, it's difficult to draw conclusions. I need to find some ancient books from the primordial era."

He temporarily put aside this question and silently said, "Analyze the mechanism of the Ghost Eye."

His mental value plummeted once again.

A torrent of information surged forth.

This time, an illusion appeared:

The bookmark left by Ye Qin attracted a strange murmur, which seemed to contain unimaginable power and transformed into a peculiar pattern in an unimaginable way.

It was a black ring with a small white light in the center.

It seemed like a pupil-less strange eye, staring from the void, eerie and hair-raising.

This was undoubtedly the "Ghost Eye."

Then, the Ghost Eye appeared in Wen Jie's spiritual sea in a manner similar to "mental projection," attracting the essence of his soul, which began to gradually dissipate.

After a while.

The illusion disappeared.

Another piece of information appeared: "Proficiency +218, current proficiency is 962/1000, mental value is 3.2/20.6."

It was another three-digit number!

And even more than before!

Cheng Han was shocked. "The murmur might really be the whisper of a god!"

A deep sense of awe arose in his heart. "Just a murmur alone is so powerful. If I were to face a divine being, I'm afraid that just one glance from them would annihilate me."

The extraordinary knowledge he currently possessed, if considered elementary mathematics, then the mystery of the Ghost Eye might be equivalent to advanced differential equations at the master's level.

The All-Knowing Eye had only scratched the surface of the above process.

Cheng Han muttered to himself, "The Ghost Eye can actually absorb the essence of the soul. No wonder that as long as one encounters the Ghost Eye, they will either fall ill or die a tragic death."

"I'm afraid that in the entire Tai'an Little Spirit Realm, including those mysterious experts, no one understands the true nature of the Ghost Eye better than me."

In the incident at the textile factory, he had a remote contact with the experts, and he sincerely didn't think their level was much stronger than "elementary mathematics."

Cheng Han began to do the third thing: "Check on the situation of the classmates."

Because he had gained some understanding of the nature of the Ghost Eye, this deduction went particularly smoothly.

He consumed 2 points of mental value, and the result quickly came out.

Good news - there are no strange murmurs in Qian Qingqing's soul.

Bad news - there are faint murmurs in the souls of thirty-two students, all of whom were near Wen Jie when the incident occurred.

Cheng Han's face darkened: "This confirms my previous speculation that the ghost eyes do have conductivity."

What's worse is that the little girl could be affected by the transmission when she is with her classmates.

Based on his current knowledge, he can calculate that the probability is between twenty to thirty percent.

That's not low!

Cheng Han paced back and forth, thinking to himself: "The murmurs are too strange, far beyond my abilities. I currently have no way to remove the ghost eyes.

"Is there any way to stop the transmission of the ghost eyes?"

After a long pause.

Cheng Han had a little idea: "The ghost eyes absorb soul energy and transmit it to a mysterious place. Although the specific location cannot be deciphered, perhaps we can try to interfere with the transmission process."

The process of transmitting energy is not directly related to the murmurs of the gods, but it happened to yield some results.

He felt that there might be something useful in it.

"Whoosh~"

A strong gust of wind suddenly roared, interrupting his thoughts.

Cheng Han rubbed his temples and muttered, "I'm mentally exhausted, my head is a bit dizzy. I should go to sleep."

The facilities in Lan Tower are very well-equipped. There is a lounge on the second floor, which is much better than the comprehensive building. He naturally wouldn't compromise and planned to spend the night in Lan Tower.

*

Late at night.

Cheng Han woke up and felt refreshed.

He looked around at the unfamiliar environment, feeling a bit lost for a moment before remembering that this was not his home, but Lan Tower.

Cheng Han murmured softly, "Although Lan Tower is good, it's too quiet."

To be fair, Lan Tower has excellent heating facilities and is manned by staff. Every room is warm and cozy, not inferior to the collective heating system in his previous life.

On the other hand, Shanyi Lane is not as convenient. If you don't add firewood to the fireplace in time, the room will get cold in no time.

Even so, he still prefers his own little house.

Cheng Han recalled various knowledge and silently recited, "Based on the True Flame Residual Seal as the foundation, draw on the method of transmitting energy from the ghost eyes, and deduce related techniques."

In the sea of his mind, the light cluster represented by the residual seal suddenly shone brightly.

The filament structure at the core of the residual seal began to grow rapidly, gradually forming a new subsidiary structure.

The shape of this structure is like an arrow.

But it appears as a strange spiral.

After a short while.

The filament stopped growing, and the residual seal returned to its original state.

Two prompts flashed in a timely manner.

"Proficiency +48, proficiency reaches maximum value, All-Knowing Eye upgraded to level 4."

"[All-Knowing Eye]: Can perceive the mysteries of all things. Level 4, mental value limit increased by 7, with a small probability of triggering passive skills. Current proficiency 10/3000, mental value 14.6/24.8."

Level 3 skills increase the mental value limit by 3 points.

Now it has been upgraded to level 4, and the limit has become 7 points.

Equivalent to an increase of 4 points.

And the higher the level of the All-Knowing Eye, the higher the success rate of deduction.

Cheng Han was full of joy: "For others, the gods are incredibly terrifying, but for me, they are a proficiency gift package!"

Previously, accumulating proficiency was painfully slow, but since encountering the gods, proficiency has been skyrocketing.

Thanks to the gods!

He touched the residual seal with his mind, and feedback followed: "True Flame Residual Seal, completeness 5.41%."

The residual seal has been completed by 0.95%.

This also increased the mental value limit by 0.2 points.

Not bad!

Even a mosquito's leg is meat!

Cheng Han pondered the mysteries of the residual seal and exclaimed, "This secret technique is even more profound than I imagined."

He walked barefoot to the window, pulled open a corner of the curtain, and gazed at the pitch-black night sky, murmuring, "Now we just have to wait for dawn."

The foundation of the True Flame Residual Seal is the ubiquitous light.

Or rather, it represents the rules represented by daylight.

At this moment, the power of the rules is at its weakest, and he can only wait for the change of day and night, the recovery of the power of the rules, before he can implement his plan.

Regarding the protagonist's code of conduct, the comment from the reader "Jian Qi Zong Heng Shi Liu Zi" is well said.

"If you can win, take action; if your strength is weak, then be cautious."

I really didn't intend to write a protagonist who is like an immortal turtle.

Also.

Thank you to the following readers for their support:

Void Big Brother

Moonlit Pearl

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