In just a moment, Lin Huang had finished reading the information. However, he did not manage to extract much useful information.
The rabbit-eared waitress was an ordinary person with no cultivation base. There was no information about cultivators in her memory.
"Ordinary people in this city don't know about the existence of cultivators at all?" Lin Huang frowned slightly.
This was something he had not expected. According to his previous guess, there should be a lot of cultivators among the local residents. Even a small scale battle caused by slight friction would produce anomalies that would be seen by others.
However, in the rabbit-eared lady's memory, most of these anomalies were identified by authorities as weather phenomena, and a small number were identified as man-made aircraft.
In the rabbit-eared lady's memory, apart from a simple map and some general knowledge of this world, there was almost nothing else useful to Lin Huang.
"It seems that I still have to find a cultivator first …" Lin Huang tapped the table with his left hand and slowly brought the coffee cup to his mouth with his right hand to take another sip.
After a moment of thought, colorless and invisible Leech Pods were released from his body and scattered in all directions.
He dared not use his Divine Telekinesis yet, but he could use the Leech Pods. This was because the Leech Pods would not be discovered by others if he did not use his Divine Telekinesis.
Of course, he did not spread them over a large area. Instead, he controlled the Leech Pods to a range of about five kilometers around him.
After all, the wider the area of the Leech Pods, the higher the probability of encountering a powerhouse. His main purpose at the moment was to collect information. He did not want to cause unnecessary trouble before the official operation began.
Lin Huang sipped his coffee casually while silently watching the real-time surveillance images transmitted by hundreds of Leech Pods.
In less than five minutes, he found several people who were suspected to be cultivators.
Since he did not use his Divine Telekinesis to probe them, and there were no energy fluctuations coming from them, Lin Huang could only make a simple judgment based on the images transmitted by the Leech Pods.
In Lin Huang's words, he was observing a person's essence, qi, spirit, and other things. In fact, it was purely subjective.
After locking onto a few suspects, Lin Huang thought for a moment and gave up on appearing in front of them directly. Instead, he controlled a few Leech Pods and drilled them into the bodies of a few suspects.
There were a total of four people who were parasitized, but only one of them was a true cultivator, while the other three were just ordinary people.
Lin Huang was a little embarrassed when he heard the results from the leech pods.
However, he was thick-skinned enough to quickly extricate himself from the awkwardness and began to extract the information his leech pods had obtained from this cultivator's brain.
This cultivator was a Sludge Monster.
This kind of monster was completely a lump of dark brown mud-like creature, and there was no essence, qi, or spirit to be seen at all. Even if Lin Huang were to stand in front of it, he wouldn't be able to find its face, let alone its essence, qi, and spirit.
The reason why they had locked onto this monster was purely because it was the only Sludge Monster within the monitoring range of the hundreds of Leech Pods.
This Sludge Monster was a Virtual God rank-7. From its memory, Lin Huang finally extracted some useful information.
In this phantom city, the ratio of ordinary people to cultivators was 9: 1, and cultivators lived in the world of ordinary people.
What puzzled Lin Huang was that in this Sludge Monster's memory, the lowest combat strength of cultivators in this world was Virtual God; there were no cultivators below god-level. Those below Virtual God were ordinary people, and the cultivators in the middle were completely cut off.
Moreover, it seemed that since ancient times, the information about cultivators in this world had been completely cut off from ordinary people.
Ordinary people had no worship or faith toward cultivators; they didn't even know that cultivators existed.
Even if ordinary people occasionally saw something about cultivators, they would automatically forget about it.
For cultivators, it was a tacit unspoken rule not to reveal their abilities and divine abilities in front of ordinary people, and no one would attack ordinary people.
The Sludge Monster had no idea why it could not attack ordinary people, but the information extracted from its memory showed that killing ordinary people seemed to cause bad things to happen.
Thus, the ordinary people and the cultivators lived in harmony in a strange state.
Lin Huang felt that although this social structure was obviously artificial, he found it a little interesting.
What interested Lin Huang even more was that as he read the information, he realized that this city was different from any city he had seen before.
"There's an inner world that looks like a reflection …" Lin Huang murmured to himself, and the excitement in his eyes grew.
He obtained a very special piece of information from the Sludge Monster's memory.
Currently, he only saw the surface of this city. Hidden under the surface, there was another aspect to this city.
As long as one passed through a door, cultivators could enter the inner world of this city.
It was an identical city, but there were no ordinary people, only cultivators.
There were markets where all kinds of goods were traded, all kinds of channels to obtain information, and even interceptions and fights that could happen at any time …
Compared to the peace and tranquility of the Surface World, although the inner world also had a certain degree of order, it presented more of the wanton growth of madness and desire.
Cultivators fought for their lives in the inner world, and as soon as they returned to the Surface World, they integrated into the circle of ordinary people.
Time was peaceful, and the world was peaceful.
Lin Huang even secretly speculated that the owner of the Magical Fantasy City's Castellan Seal might be a person with a split personality.
After reading the Sludge Monster's memory, Lin Huang felt that it was a pity that he did not find any information about the Castellan Seal or the owner of the Castellan Seal.
In the Sludge Monster's memory, there was no information in this area.
Although there was no direct clue about the Castellan Seal, Lin Huang did not feel frustrated. At the very least, he already knew about the existence of the inner world and how to enter it. It was only a matter of time before he found more clues.
After all, the Sludge Monster was only a Virtual God, and it was considered the weakest existence in this Magical Fantasy City. If the Magical Fantasy City was seen as a game, then it was just a small monster in this game.
According to the thinking of the game designers, they would not put too much important information on this kind of small monster on the side of the road.
According to the game's setting, the more powerful the monster, the more information it would have.
Now that the game had opened up a new hidden map, there was no doubt that it would allow players to gain more.
Lin Huang was not worried at all about obtaining more information in the future.
After reading the coordinates of the nearest entrance to the inner world from the Sludge Monster's mind, Lin Huang did not hesitate and disappeared in a flash …
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