Lin Sheng approached the door and tried to push it open.
Swoosh!
Suddenly, the mummy's eyes opened.
It opened its mouth and spat out a gust of black gas as it lunged at Lin Sheng from the door.
"Ward of Distortion." Lin Sheng did not move, but the power of the ward that surrounded him met the mummy's attack in an instant.
Puff!!
The mummy was torn into several pieces and scattered on the ground.
But under the pieces, a blurry shadow rushed at Lin Sheng at an even faster speed.
"So this is the master?" Lin Sheng's expression did not change as he let the shadow rush in front of him, and then with a bang, as if it had hit an invisible glass wall, it was imprinted in the air and could not move.
The Ward of Distortion was exerted again. The powerful force belonging to the Dark Wheel tore the shadow into countless pieces in an instant.
What surprised him was that the countless black shadows that had been torn apart actually quickly gathered together again. They danced in the air and once again pounced towards his back.
Puff!
Unfortunately, this thing did not know that Lin Sheng's ward was omnidirectional and had no blind spots.
So the scene just now repeated itself.
The shadow hit the invisible wall again.
This time, Lin Sheng did not just use the power of the ward. Instead, with a thought, the power of the holy light suddenly spread out.
Pure white light, in the blink of an eye, completely covered the shadow.
Hiss …
There was a faint scream.
The shadow finally turned into white smoke and dissipated.
Then, a thin black line flew towards Lin Sheng's chest.
He did not resist, because he sensed that it was the broken soul of the shadow monster.
Silently, the black line of soul power entered Lin Sheng's body.
He closed his eyes and carefully absorbed it. He just stood there, motionless.
After a while, he opened his eyes again, Lin Sheng looked at his surroundings, and could immediately recognize the various symbols and words on the walls and doors.
In the broken memory, it was about the short and desperate life of an ordinary spaceship maintenance worker.
Because it was incomplete, the memories in the Soul Power were only fragments of his life.
But at least it allowed Lin Sheng to grasp the basic language here.
"According to the information in my memory, this should be a destroyed spaceship. Eight Wings, a huge starship used to explore the Star Regions. "
There was not much information in his memory. It was only mentioned that this starship could accommodate tens of thousands of people. It was an out-and-out enormous mobile fortress.
However, there seemed to be no mention of where the people up there had gone or how the starship had ended up like this.
There were only some vague fragments that mentioned the upper echelons of the ship. They seemed to be planning something big.
Lin Sheng came back to his senses and looked up at the nameplate above the door.
'Information Room'
"That's just right." He had also mastered a bit of the language here. Going in and checking the information would allow him to understand the overall situation here.
He reached out his hand and gently pushed the door open.
With a cracking sound, the entire door slowly twisted and cracked. Then, at a speed visible to the naked eye, the door split open from the center, creating a huge tunnel entrance.
Lin Sheng slowly walked in through the tunnel. Inside, there were all kinds of messy charred documents scattered on the ground.
Most of the documents were wrapped in metal and were still in good condition. A small portion seemed to have been burned by fire, and the surface was completely charred. He still could not read them.
However, the materials used in these documents seemed to be of the fireproof type. They were not all ignited.
Lin Sheng randomly picked up a document. He was about to flip through it.
Suddenly, the sound of a zither rang out slowly.
He paused for a moment and continued to flip through the metal case. Inside, there were pieces of densely packed words printed out.
'Relevant regulations to be implemented to deal with the distortion.'
This was the title.
Below it was a list of ways to prevent the distortion, as well as related treatment plans. Quarantine plan.
This document was very detailed. It was all about the prevention of the problem called distortion.
Lin Sheng flipped through it and quickly picked up a few other documents to read.
These documents were either about the analysis of the mysterious signal in the star map navigation. Or it was about the improvement and supplement of a plan called Mishsi Plan.
Lin Sheng quickly flipped through the relatively complete documents in the room.
He found that in all these documents, there was a name mentioned.
Mishsi Plan.
Soon, he noticed that behind an overturned desk in the room, there was still a relatively intact metal document.
He reached out to the document.
Instantly, the metal document flew over and landed steadily in his hand.
After flipping through it quickly, Lin Sheng suddenly showed a hint of surprise on his face.
'Risk Assessment of Mishsi Plan.'
This was the title of this document.
The content below it was even more shocking.
'After so many experiments on death row prisoners, we have been able to successfully complete the complete Mishsi ritual.
However, this ritual is incomplete. We still seem to be missing a special key substance.
That should be a primer, a primer that is not recorded in the ritual information we have. '
'We know too little about the E language culture. However, in order to deal with the dead end before us, we have to use the riskier Mishsi ritual.
I think this in itself is an irresponsible approach. '
'As for the risk assessment of this ritual, there are three main points.'
'1 — We do not have much information to verify the nature of the God of Shadows, Angulas, mentioned in this ritual.
Just a few simple and rare cases can let us understand that this God of Shadows, Angulas, seems to be able to protect living beings, and can give them hope and direction. Such uncertainty is too high. '
'2 — As for the E language culture, the place where we obtained these information and records was originally a wasteland.
If the God of Shadows can really protect living beings and give them shelter, why would that place become a wasteland? '
'3 — I believe that the mythological system of the E language culture is filled with indescribable decadence and unease from beginning to end.
What they advocate is to face oneself. In the face of endless unknown threats, living beings need to maximize their own potential. As for the Gods of E, the greatest doctrine is to help people unearth different types of power.
I have a question here. Under what circumstances, with the existence of gods, do living beings need to unearth their own potential without limit?
Also, they advocate to face oneself, but is it really the self that they are facing?? '
Lin Sheng read them one by one carefully. There were a lot of related details and analysis at the back.
Compared to the previous ones, this document was the one that truly gave him the key information to understand this spaceship.
"A destroyed spaceship that held a mysterious ritual and ended up killing itself?" Lin Sheng put down the document and guessed.
He then carefully searched other places. This so-called information room was empty. Although there were many empty drawer-like spaces on the wall, there was nothing inside.
It seemed that the documents had been abandoned on the ground.
"Operation Mishsi … The location of the operation, as mentioned in the document, is in the space zone."
Lin Sheng turned around and walked out of the information room, according to the memories he had just absorbed and the information he had read. This spaceship was divided into three major areas.
The space zone, the main control zone, and the living zone.
He was currently in the main control zone.
The living zone was the largest among them, able to accommodate tens of thousands of people.
With a large capacity, the surface area was naturally large as well.
Lin Sheng followed the path and started sprinting according to the signs. He quickly rushed towards the direction of the space zone.
However, what made him a little strange was that no matter where he went, the sound of the guqin was like maggots in his bones, lingering in his ears.
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