"I left a while ago because the Black Domain was about to be reactivated. Also, I wanted to know if there would be a few stupid fishes that would take the bait while I was away." The old man's face was full of disdain. "If they do, then it's their bad luck!"
"The Black Domain." Shirō Makino reminded him.
The old man glared at him. "Back then, when the human race invaded Andromeda Constellation and settled here, the population was not as high as it is today. The three empires relied on each other more than they viewed each other as enemies.
"The Black Domain was the earliest interstellar network, a symbol of the pinnacle of human technology!
"The so-called virtual reality actually refers to a place like the Black Domain, where the virtual world is as real as reality.
"Almost all functions in the real world can be realized here.
"And it's even more advantageous than reality!
"For example, if you want to teleport in the real world, you have to use the teleportation circle from the ancient ruins … but due to technical problems, these teleportation circles are not stable, and the cost is extremely high!
"But in the Black Domain, as long as you activate the teleportation circle at home, you can go anywhere you want!
"The pain in the Black Domain is 100%. So if you die in the Black Domain, not only will it be terrifying, but it will also be unforgettable. Also, your mind will be easily damaged. Those with weak willpower will even be left with permanent damage.
"So when the Black Domain was reactivated, the three empires worked together to create the virtual world, lowering the pain to a maximum of 50%, and a minimum of 10%.
"From then on, the Black Domain became the world's top geniuses' training ground!
"The war eight thousand years ago led to the closure of the Black Domain.
"Until recently, there was movement from the Protoss side, and the dark clouds of war once again shrouded the entire Andromeda Constellation. After an emergency meeting between the three empires, they unanimously agreed to reopen the Black Domain to speed up the nurturing of young geniuses. They also signed a memorandum of understanding. "
The old man looked at Shirō Makino and smiled. "Everyone agreed to not attack each other's geniuses."
"Pfft! Only a fool would believe that! "Shirō Makino, who looked like a little black fatty, had a look of disdain.
"In any case, there will be some restraint." The old man said.
"How many people know of my existence?" Shirō Makino looked at the old man and said, "If they don't do it themselves, will they leak my information to others?"
"There are many big shots who know of your existence, but they only know of the you from back then — a child with extraordinary talent. As for now, except for a few people who are closest to you, no one understands your true situation. They all think that after six years of oppression, you are already half-crippled. "
The old man sneered and said, "The Talisman Artist's Encyclopedia is a truly unique book! For example, even if the whole world knew that your mental power was very high, as long as you used the method in the grimoire to seal it, no equipment would be able to detect it! The equipment would not work, and neither would the people! Unless some Divine Talisman Master had nothing better to do and wanted to see your spiritual force. But to be honest, even I have never seen a Divine Talisman Master. "
Looking at the old man's arrogant expression, Shirō Makino said, "Can't this virtual cabin test it out now?"
"I did that!" The old man emphasized.
Then he sighed softly and said, "The reopening of the Black Realm has to be accelerated. You have to know what you shouldn't know, and you have to bear what you shouldn't bear. In order to help you quickly master the Talisman Technique in the grimoire, I spent a lot of effort to make this virtual cabin. I even lost a lot of hair. "
"You did it? No wonder it's so rough. "Shirō Makino suddenly realized.
"Get lost! You should be happy! You have a responsible and doting grandfather like me! " The old man rolled his eyes and said, "It's hard to guarantee that information will not be leaked in any era. But you don't have to worry too much. Even if we are at a disadvantage, we have enough ability to protect ourselves. Trust us, trust your parents. "
Shirō Makino nodded and said, "In that case, just remove the seal on my spiritual force."
"That won't do. Although your foundation is close to perfect, it's still not enough. Don't be arrogant, continue to strengthen your foundation. When you reach Master-level, you'll naturally be able to break through. When that time comes, you'll grow by leaps and bounds! "The old man waved his hand and said," Alright, I've already told you what I should. What happens next is up to you. "
"You said that the reopening of the Black Realm means that war could come at any time. Then … do you have a general range?" Shirō Makino asked.
"Maybe a few years, maybe a few decades, maybe one or two hundred years, it's all possible. After all, I don't have a spy in the Protoss, and I'm not their boss. I can't know their exact plans. But it shouldn't be more than two hundred years! "
Speaking of this problem, the old man's expression also became serious. "So from now on, you need to work hard to increase your overall strength. Your spiritual power is not low, and you are smart enough. You can try to walk the path of dual cultivation in talismans and martial arts. But remember, don't let anyone know. It's always good to have a few more trump cards. "
"Also, you've been doing well recently. I'll think of a way to let your parents know."
The old man stood up and walked outside. "As for the rules and training methods in the Black Realm, your portable AI should be able to find them. I won't waste any more time with you. Oh, and don't let Big Beauty in. "
"Why?" Bai Muye also stood up and shrugged his shoulders. "I've already promised her."
"That won't do!" The old man said seriously. "She and Lin Zijin's Xiao Bai are the best AIs in the world. No … they're not AIs anymore. They're a completely new life form. So, before you have enough power to protect her, don't expose her existence. "
"Got it." Shirō Makino nodded.
"I'm leaving." The old man waved his hand.
"You're leaving just like that? You're not going to say anything else to me? "Shirō Makino looked at the old man.
"The green mountains are painted for thousands of years. The green waters are stringless, and the zither is played for thousands of years. The bitterness of this world is nothing more than a parting of life and death … there's no need to send me off. You're not a child anymore. You'll have to learn to adapt. "
"Like hell I'll believe you. Don't spout nonsense. An old man like you is the best at fooling people. Even if you break an egg in the sea, you can still say that it's egg soup!" Bai Muye curled his lips. "You really have nothing to say to me?"
"You're so good-looking. Don't be so glib-tongued. You're ruining your image." The old man waved his hand and bid farewell to Shirō Makino.
"I'm an ordinary person now!" Shirō Makino emphasized.
"If you're ugly, then you shouldn't be so talkative! If you're good-looking, people can tolerate you. But if you're so ugly, why are you acting smart? Scram! "The old man said as his figure slowly faded away.
"Hey, old man …" Shirō Makino shouted.
The old man didn't respond. He really left.
Shirō Makino sat down on the bench again. He plucked a grape leaf with deep veins and pondered while fiddling with it.
The shock he received today was indeed a bit too much.
The seal on his memory was unlocked. He learned about his background and the method of unlocking the seal on his spiritual power. He also learned a lot of things he wanted to know.
The old man didn't deliberately say what kind of family the Bai family was. But it gave Shirō Makino a feeling that the Bai family was run by a group of bastards.
He couldn't understand why those people insisted on sending him to the island.
Could it be that to them, the island was more important than the family?
Or could it be said that the island belonged to them?
Was the island more important than the family?
So even if those bastards were his elders, bastards were still bastards.
There was nothing to say.
The old man was right. At a time like this, the only thing he needed to do was to make himself stronger!
If one day, I become the Great Talisman Artist, who in this world would dare to bully me and my family?
I don't care what reason you have, I'll kill you with a talisman!
Since the old man said that the Dark Domain was a place where the top geniuses of the three empires gathered to train, then I'll first make a name for myself here.
"Hey, Little Black Fatty, is this your home?"
Shirō Makino was in the middle of his heroic spirit. The voice of Little Black Fatty instantly pulled him back to reality.
He looked up and suddenly froze.
Why was it her?
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