Deity Investigation Report

Chapter 228 Secret Prison
"Words whose meaning can only be felt when attempting the second stage of mystical power training?"

On the way back to the Disaster Management Bureau, Han Su was also thinking silently, and the more he thought about it, the more interesting things became.

"The first stage is simply to activate one's own spirit, infiltrate the present world, and then communicate with various mysterious forces remaining in this world through coded incantations to achieve all sorts of incredible interventions."

"The beginning of the second stage is marked by the discovery of the mysterious substance within one's body, and then by attempting to skip the coded incantations and directly feel the presence of those residual mysterious powers, perceive them, listen to them, and understand their reasons and causes. This is understanding."

"After understanding, the next step is to steal it, to introduce this mysterious power into one's own body, and combine it with one's own divine matter to form a mysterious core that can be improved and has a strange nature. The stronger the mysterious core, the higher one's own level."

"But it is from this stage that people begin to be influenced by the mysterious source, and their own will is impacted."

"The more mysterious power you steal, the greater the impact on yourself."

"When this impact reaches its limit, we need to face the final hurdle of the second stage: mastery!"

"Either you overcome the influence of the mysterious source and completely subdue this mysterious power with your own will, or you lose control, fall, become a believer in this mysterious power, and turn into a monster..."

“Those stable, already controlled, and capable of providing a stable source of power are totems, which have become the private possessions of many nobles and schools of thought.”

"..."

For others, stealing is the hardest part.

Therefore, Li Moses' mention of being blacklisted by the secret school may actually have had a significant impact.

But Han Su wasn't worried at all. Even if he didn't have what he already possessed, there was the mysterious source and all that...

...Aren't there many in the castle?
But others probably never imagined that they would be blocked by the simplest hurdle of "understanding".

He didn't want to become a believer in the mystery, and of course he was unwilling to have his "divine substance" directly affected by the mysterious power. The fisherman's song could suppress the will of copper and make it obedient, but it had no effect on improving the divine substance.

So, where exactly is the right path for you?

The more I thought about it, the more my head ached. It was the first time I'd truly grasped the importance of a guide in this mysterious circle...

While pondering this, he returned to the Disaster Management Bureau.

In just two or three days, the atmosphere within the Disaster Management Bureau has become completely different.

Everyone knew that there were many vacancies for investigator licenses, and they were all eager to take the plunge and talk to their superiors.

Although the Disaster Management Bureau has a high mortality rate, it has accumulated a lot of experienced and qualified senior executors year after year.

These people are only one license away from becoming investigators.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the Disaster Management Bureau, or rather Zhang Chiguo, can decide what kind of atmosphere to cultivate and what kind of new batch of investigators to train. What was initially an almost impossible reform has now been accomplished.

However, despite such a favorable situation, Zhang Chiguo seemed somewhat distracted, preoccupied with something else entirely.

Surprisingly, his assistant, the doctor, didn't show much interest in the investigator's license. In the past few days, when he had no assignments, he simply stayed in the disaster management bureau's archives or drank coffee by the window in the restaurant.

Han Su was somewhat surprised that the doctor hadn't come to discuss the investigator's license with him, but the doctor's answer was quite assertive:
"What's the point of a license?"

"What do you think I joined the Disaster Management Agency for?"

"Vision!"

"I want to understand this world, to see clearly those things that defy common sense, so seeing is the most important thing."

“I’ve already learned pretty much everything that can be seen during the investigator phase through you. What’s the point of going through the same repetitive path again?”

“I see in you the hope of understanding more of the truth in a short time, so…”

He gently adjusted his glasses with his middle finger: "...You've done your best!"

"?"

It took Han Su a lot of effort to understand his gaze. Was he implying that he should develop in the direction of becoming an independent investigator?

What's with that approving look? It's like he's about to pat himself on the shoulder and encourage him to work harder, isn't it?

But how can I still work hard on my own?

As an S-class investigator, I'm only one commission away from becoming an independent investigator, but who would be willing to give it to me?

Currently, I haven't even finished training in the area of ​​mystical powers!
Who could imagine that I, who am now the number one independent investigator, have not even really been in contact with the three major divisions of the Disaster Management Bureau?
However, since he had nothing to do at the moment, and the Red Sea Studio's investigation wouldn't let him get involved, Han Su could only take advantage of the free time and, like the doctor, come to the archives of the Qinggang Disaster Management Bureau.

His mind was now filled with the Emperor's Book, with its bizarre gods and endless questions, but no answers. He could only search unconsciously through this sea of ​​paper archives.

The disaster management bureau's archives were quite an eye-opener.

Phenomena, bizarre phenomena, pollution—each category is clearly categorized.

Previously, Han Su could not fully distinguish the differences between them, but now he can. Ultimately, it is just a classification based on the degree to which abnormal forces have infiltrated reality.

For example, when I first joined the Disaster Management Bureau, I went to the streetlights to record their flickering frequency, which was an abnormal phenomenon.

When phenomena are identified as abnormalities invading reality and causing distortions in reality, they are collectively referred to as the bizarre.

Those things that continuously influence and distort reality, and that resonate with abnormal forces within reality, capable of causing harm, are collectively referred to as pollution. However, none of this can help me now; what's useful is at least higher-level knowledge like totems.

Although there are many files here, they are spotless, and not a single one can be found.

"Want to advance to the next level?"

As Han Su was thinking, a gentle voice suddenly sounded beside him.

Han Su was slightly surprised. He turned his head and saw Investigator Moses, who was also holding a paper document.

With her current mental state, she didn't even notice his arrival.

Han Su felt a moment of wariness, but maintained his politeness and asked, "Why do you say that?"

"The information you're looking at."

Investigator Moses glanced briefly at Han Su's hand and said, "These materials that are close to the source of pollution are nothing new. They are usually only of interest to people who are trying to move towards the second stage of mysterious power. And you, right now, need this, don't you?"

"However, these things are useless to you."

"The things that can help you understand and climb to the second stage are all locked up in secret prisons. You can turn the archives upside down here and you won't find them."

"..."

Han Su was slightly moved and smiled, "I haven't been with the Disaster Management Bureau for long, so although I've heard of it, I don't know much about it."

"What is this secret prison you're talking about?"

"These are specific areas where anomalous creatures are imprisoned."

Investigator Moses smiled and said, "For example, I am guarding Sea Area 383, where some sea people who have long been completely alienated live."

"Among them are villagers from the Sea People Village whose bloodline has reverted to its ancestral form, members of a mysterious organization who have fallen from grace due to their faith in the Sea God, and out-of-control individuals from our Disaster Management Bureau's [Sea Beast] sequence. They have lost the possibility of turning back into humans and can only be imprisoned in that place."

"My job is to watch them hunt, reproduce, and hold grand sacrifices on the night of the full moon, engaging in bestial slaughter to compete for the moment when a beautiful mermaid with a graceful figure splits her tail."

"certainly……"

He suddenly changed the subject: "My real job is to observe and dissect the changes of mysterious substances in their bodies, record the relevant data, and submit it to the Qinggang Council."

"And, before this substance gets out of control, eliminate it all."

"..."

In just a few words, a bloody and cruel world at sea seemed to be depicted. Han Su was silent for a while before saying:

"That shouldn't be called a secret prison, but rather an execution ground."

"You could also call it a training ground."

Investigator Moses chuckled, “Anyone can train an executive, and independent investigators or scholars from the secret school can also train investigators, but once you get to the independent investigator stage, no one helps with the training.”

"The process of observing those things is also the process of us completing self-training."

"..."

As he spoke, he glanced at Han Su, seemingly discerning something, and nodded in satisfaction:

"Your mystical substance is still clean, which is good. Don't rush into that world you don't understand."

Han Su was slightly surprised: "You can tell?"

In theory, he had already crossed the threshold by subduing the will of copper with his fisherman's chant. However, because he had not entered the realm of copper, his divine substance had indeed retained its purity as it was when it was first discovered, without any contamination.

"very clear."

Investigator Moses put down the file in his hand, gestured to Han Su in invitation, and walked towards the coffee table next to the archives:

"The three major divisions of the Qinggang Disaster Management Bureau are all huge pitfalls."

"Entering the three major sequences means that you are trapped in one of the directions."

"At best, she'll become another banshee, or a sea monster, or a half-human, half-machine monster. What good will that do?"

"Unfortunately, the Hidden School is too stingy. Although they participated in the establishment of the Anomaly Disaster Assessment Administration, they refused to share their real knowledge. So these poor little investigators didn't have many good options."

"..."

Han Su was slightly shaken by his words and looked at him with some surprise: "Why are you telling me this?"

Investigator Moses smiled and said, "I promised to help you with mystical power training, didn't I?"

"Of course, if you need it!"

(End of this chapter)