Deity Investigation Report

Chapter 150 Black Rose (Results of the monthly vote for gold prize draw will be released later)
Hush?
You're still shushing me?
Miss Ai's reply appeared only for a moment before disappearing along with the other messages. The last thing that appeared was a smirking emoji with downturned eyes.

Even the information that she suggested keeping the crystal pendant was erased...

"?"

A moment of shock struck Han Su: 'So, that painting really is related to the code of life?'

'But why is Miss Ai acting so furtively? She's always been very bold when we're talking about other things…'

'Could it be that she's being monitored if there's related content?'

'...'

He immediately became alert, first confirming that the pollution of the painting, or rather, the memory fragments brought to him by the pollution, were extremely important.

Moreover, it can be confirmed that it is related to the "code of life".

So, he immediately focused his mind and recalled the memories that arose when he was tainted by that painting, and he recalled every detail.

Fortunately, I have a good memory and I still remember all of these things.

To some extent, it seems that I can "immerse" myself in those who have undergone mutations through these fragments of memory. However, I don't seem to be able to do that now. I can only "see" those things happening from a third-person perspective.

Because my mind is not yet active enough, I cannot fully immerse myself in these fragments of memory.

This task truly made me realize my biggest weakness.

Psychoactive!
A 35% mental activity level is definitely not low for a newcomer, and having previously learned cryptic spells has also given him a significant advantage.

But now, as I come into contact with more and more things, I'm finding it increasingly difficult to keep up.

But how do we make further improvements?
The questions in his mind were actually piling up, but Miss Ai's attitude made him realize that he couldn't ask these questions casually anymore. So after some thought, he decided to go back to his apartment first, sort things out properly, and then make a plan.

Before leaving, he thought of Zhang Chiguo.

Secretary Cui Qiao's pressure was written all over her face; Zhang Chiguo must be facing considerable difficulties right now.

I should go and see, but then I thought about what I'm currently dealing with...

He hesitated for a moment, then picked up his suitcase and left. He wasn't the kind of person who was qualified to take on too many things.

However, what Han Su himself didn't know was that when his belly full of questions reached its peak, in some huge underground databases, countless blue and red lights intertwined among complex and massive electronic components, as if they were pondering deeply.

After a long while, this contemplation seemed to have yielded a result. The data was running rapidly, and there was a hint of joy and excitement in it. Even the sound of the components starting up seemed to be humming a song.

……

Han Su returned to the apartment and, as usual, first checked to see if anyone had broken in. He then used his right eye to check if the room was normal before taking out the crystal ornament, holding it in his hand, and letting his mental power permeate it.

Soon, it was felt that some kind of activity was activated within this object, and a barrier gradually formed and slowly spread out.

The spiritual power Han Su injected was limited, and it only created a space of five or six square meters, enough to cover the room.

After just one try, it was discovered that electronic signals seemed to lose their effectiveness within this barrier.

It wasn't the right time to use it, so Han Su put it away again.

He poured himself a glass of water and observed the scene. Then he picked up the briefcase, opened the hidden compartment, and looked at the mechanical fragments inside.

Now, the pointer has changed from "8" to "7".

Another day has passed, and there are still seven days until the Flash arrives.

"I couldn't control the pointer before, but now that my mental activity has increased, will things change?"

He knew the importance of this mechanical fragment and how important it was to use his mental power to change the pointer's position. With a serious expression, he slowly poured his mental power into it and soon saw the pointer begin to sway.

It's noticeably bigger than before.

It seems that with a little more effort, the pointer could indeed be pushed back to the original number "8".

But at that moment, his mental energy was exhausted, and the pointer returned to "7".

"The activity is still not enough..."

Han Su frowned, pondering to himself: "But from the reaction of the pointer, we can tell that the key is mental activity!"

"Moreover, it requires a highly active and sufficiently large amount of spiritual energy to drive it..."

"..."

Realizing the crux of the problem, he picked up his phone again and tentatively sent a message: 【Miss Ai?】

Still no reply.

What should we do?
You just got to the heart of the matter, and then you stopped. I can understand Miss Ai's caution, but how can this problem be solved?

This was the first time he had encountered something like this. He pondered how to handle it, but unexpectedly, his phone suddenly rang. When he picked it up, he felt an indescribable sense of unease.

The message was from an acquaintance, with a black rose as her profile picture. As far as I can remember, this was one of the rare times she had taken the initiative to contact me.

Black Rose: [Are you still alive?]

Black Rose: [Weren't you always curious about the mysterious circle? I recently stumbled upon some great stuff, are you interested?] Upon seeing these two messages, Han Su vaguely sensed something and tentatively replied: [What?]

Surely it's not that her cat can do gymnastics?

Black Rose: [I recently saw a patient who told me a lot of mystical things, like psychoactivity and meditation techniques, supposedly allowing one to sense the mysterious forces of the world. Isn't that interesting?]

At that moment, Han Su's strange feeling became real, and his scalp tingled.

He sat still for about two seconds, then suddenly replied: "Then I'll come to your house to get it?"

【what? 】

Black Rose seemed a little flustered, her reply carrying the panic of someone caught cheating: 【I'm not in the office right now!】

Han Su said: "Then I'll come to your house? I'd really like to see that cat you mentioned before..."

【this……】

Black Rose replied hastily: 【It's not a good coincidence, my cat recently overdid it practicing chest-breaking... Can't I just send you his vet records?】

"?"

Han Su was speechless: [Where is your professional ethics?]

……

No, no, absolutely wrong, completely wrong.

Black Rose wasn't like this before; she always looked forward to me visiting her house to see the cat...

...Of course, it's those whose lives weren't disfigured.

Moreover, her professionalism was not feigned. I had talked with her many times over the past three years, including some confidential conversations that were never known to the police department.

How could someone like that casually share their interview records with other patients with outsiders?
Furthermore, Miss Ai had just accepted the mission and then disappeared without a trace, and then she suddenly appeared. How could this not arouse suspicion?
For a moment, Han Su was actually confused about his own perception.

Black Rose, is it really her?
But thinking about it more carefully, I realized I had seen this psychologist before at the police station; she was a real person…

The only way now is to visit her in person. But unexpectedly, she had gone to great lengths to torment the cat in order to get him to come over, but now she is making all sorts of excuses and refusing to agree to Han Su's request to meet.

Anyone who didn't know better would think her husband was home!
Han Su felt strange and bewildered, and suddenly became angry: You refuse to see me, is that it?
That chat log...

...You still have to watch it.

They're not children, how could they possibly get upset about serious matters?

Suppressing the strange feeling in his heart, he opened the chat history and heard a woman's voice coming from it. Because he had met Black Rose before, he recognized one of the voices as hers.

The other was a middle-aged man whose voice sounded slightly confused. At first glance, the conversation sounded like a psychologist talking to a delusional patient who was obsessed with researching mysterious powers.

Middle-aged man: "Doctor, believe me, I've found a way to bring the spirit back to life."

Black Rose: "Are you dead?"

The middle-aged man said, “No, I am alive, but my spirit is dead. That’s why I’ve never been able to discover the true mysterious power. Now, I’ve finally found a way, and I’ve decided to try to bring my spirit back to life.”

How will we survive?

"I want to die!"

"?"

"When a person is in an extreme environment or a dangerous state, there is a possibility that their spirit can come back to life. So I want to seek out death and experience the state of being alive."

"..."

Black Rose's voice held a hint of regret: "If that's how you put it, then I can increase your dosage."

Why are you making that face?

The middle-aged man's voice was puzzled: "You're also a member of the World Dust Forum, and a senior member at that. I've seen your lengthy posts arguing that a real, mysterious force exists in this world. You have many fans on the forum, and you even give them tips..."

"I'm also a fan of yours, and I really appreciate your analysis, which is why I came to you..."

"..."

There was a hint of barely perceptible embarrassment in Black Rose's voice: "Is it possible that I'm just looking for potential clients on the forum?"

"Your words are insulting me, but it doesn't matter."

The middle-aged man sighed and said, "All I know is that what those people told me is true. If you want to truly see this world clearly, mental activity is the key, and the code of life is the crucial element."

"I just need to revive my spirit. When the activity level reaches 70%, I will see the code of life."

"I will glimpse the key information that allowed the early inhabitants of the wasteland to complete their life transformation. At that time, I will follow in their footsteps and become a god who existed in the records of history..."

"..."

Wasteland ancestors? The code of life?
Upon hearing these two keywords, Han Su couldn't help but feel a stirring in his heart, a subtle shock rising within him, and his back straightened considerably.

Is it really such a coincidence?
(End of this chapter)