In the exhibition hall, everyone was discussing the hook Luo Nan left behind. They were guessing the subsequent developments and changes. It was a very deep and interesting matter.
However, the brief confrontation in the elevator hall "not far away" more or less caught people's attention.
For normal people, the Jade Light was a city on the sea. The space was vast and the content was rich. One might not be able to finish playing it in a week or two.
However, for existences on the level of Extraordinaries, this giant steel ship was basically no different from a small dinghy when they clashed and fought with each other. There was practically no buffer, especially for the mental side.
Plus, everyone had their own standpoints. The scene of a chaotic battle was enough to make one's scalp ache.
As his thoughts changed subtly, the discussion could be postponed for the time being. Constance and the Star Shaman bade farewell to Her Majesty Empress Wu and left together.
Star Shaman walked away from Her Majesty Empress Wu's line of sight, and his footsteps clearly sped up.
Constance followed without batting an eyelid. Her gaze was slightly lowered as she watched Star Shaman's fingers twitch unconsciously as he walked.
She frowned, but she did not say anything in the end.
Constance did not speak. Her consciousness reverberated on the mental plane. It was Death Shaman, who had just finished his confrontation with Luo Nan.
Everyone was very familiar with each other, so there were no pleasantries. Death Shaman went straight to the point. "The notebook is indeed valuable. At the very least, there is perceptible, metaphysical information sealed within. That bastard Bai Ji. He just wants the world to be in chaos!"
Constance was a bit puzzled. "Luo Nan seems to have gotten the news a bit too early?"
"Bai Ji is looking for external help all over the world. He might be deliberately leaking information. How big is this circle? There are more than one or two blabbermouths. "
Death Shaman did not like wasting time on such boring matters. He was a bit impatient. "... Are you done yet?"
"Immediately!"
Star Shaman finally joined in. His teacher's powerful consciousness gave him a lot of pressure, even for an Extraordinary like him. To reach a state of coordination and sharing required considerable skill, patience, and trust.
Although it was said to be 'immediately', it had to wait until the two Extraordinaries' carried 'Death Shaman's drifting consciousness back to their own rooms. Only then did they truly reach a state of perfect coordination.
Star Shaman did not delay any further. His right hand directly drew in the virtual workspace, reproducing the chaotic lines, words, and graphics that Death Shaman had seen in the notebook.
Obviously, this was controlled by the Death Witch's consciousness. But now, no one cared about these minor details. The three extraordinary consciousnesses were all focused on these simple yet messy handwriting, attempting to rearrange and deal with them.
But how could it be that easy?
Constance was one of the top spirit formation masters in the world, and he had a deep understanding of ancient and modern runes and symbols. However, he was still at a loss as to what to do with the runes before him.
Who knew what these messy words and images were pointing to?
There wasn't even a direction …
"This is an observation record," the Death Wizard suddenly said.
"Teacher, you mean …"
"I don't know what the object of observation is, but the writer of this notebook tried to describe it, but he was unable to do so, resulting in a terrible physical and psychological state."
The Death Wizard's consciousness continued to flow, like a breeze coming from an unknown place in the cabin, seeping into the muscles and bones.
"By directly touching that notebook, I can sense chaotic and restless power, despair, and stubbornness … Different sources, but they've been twisted together to form an unrecognizable monster. However, it was sealed by the words and graphics on the title page. "
Constance and the Star Sorcerer exchanged glances, but there was no doubt.
The Death Wizard was publicly recognized as the most authoritative shaman in the world. She could go back in time and foresee things. Her judgment, be it evidence or intuition, was very persuasive and had the power to guide others.
Of course, Constance and the Star Sorcerer were Transcendents with great confidence, so they wouldn't believe whatever the Death Wizard said.
But this kind of explanation was a direction, right?
Following this train of thought, the Star Sorcerer tried to think in a relatively reasonable direction. "There's no order to the pages in the notebook, and there's no pattern. From a single page, it doesn't seem like a direct depiction, or at least not a mechanical copy. Otherwise, there should be a simpler method and a clearer visual impression. Then … "
Constance understood what he meant. "Then it's very likely an object that can't be described directly, or a target with mental pressure. Just like what many religious texts say:
"Do not look directly at God!"
None of the three Transcendents present believed in the so-called gods, so they naturally replaced the words with "a powerful unknown existence".
Perhaps this was still a fantasy, but at least this train of thought could continue.
The Death Wizard took the initiative to lead the conversation.
"It could be a living thing, or it could be a series of more complicated and strange things. No matter what, it would be a very strenuous task to depict it with Luo Yuandao's abilities and methods at the time — he obviously couldn't use any equipment.
"He had to first observe and understand it, then record it in a way that allowed for practical use. He could only rely on his brain and hands.
"Sometimes he succeeds, and sometimes he fails. And these, as well as the scattered scribbles on the notebook, are the accumulation of the results of his failures. "
The Star Sorcerer's arm twitched, and the virtual workspace was destroyed.
Clearly, this wasn't his own will.
The Death Wizard never wasted her energy on meaningless things. Her time and energy were too precious. "Recovering from the results of a failed observation is something impossible. What's left on the notebook are fragments that have been clumsily translated, lost most of the information, and 'reduced dimensions' … "
"And the value lies in the fact that they actually exist." Constance always found something positive.
"This is that lunatic, Luo Yuandao, right? That's the value of his existence. "
The Death Wizard's thoughts became more and more erratic. "At the very least, he saw a world that we couldn't see. He touched upon a level that he shouldn't have touched upon. He left behind bits and pieces … Unfortunately, they're all trash that can't be recovered!
"And this is probably one of the reasons why he's able to survive until now."
The Star Sorcerer ran through the information regarding Luo Yuandao in his mind. "So, is this the reason why he went crazy?"
The Death Wizard's thoughts laughed. "He forcefully accommodates things that cannot be digested. He chases after treasures that he doesn't have the qualifications to possess. He doesn't know that this thing will break his stomach when it enters his digestive system. When it enters his thinking system, it will burn his brain. In a certain sense, he really has it hard … "
The Star Sorcerer grabbed his right wrist and loosened it a bit. "That treasure is with Luo Nan right now? Yes, this connects to the current hot topic. "
"Luo Nan?" The Death Wizard muttered to herself for a moment before sneering. "He will have it harder in the future … If there's a future."
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