Deity Investigation Report

Chapter 315 The Emperor's Believers
"Emperor sequence?"

As Han Su listened to An Wei's words, he suddenly became extremely interested in the kindergarten teacher she mentioned.

After the Baila Mountain incident, he gained some understanding of the Tongwen Order, but also felt more confused about the emperor's power.
Why can the Book of the Emperor analyze the power of bronze script in a superior manner? Why can it use the absorption of the power of bronze script to bring the traces of bronze script in history into reality, and even improve that bronze script holy book?

Furthermore, why is it that I am not the heir to the bronze, yet I can effectively utilize all the powers of the heir?
More importantly, I have been in the extraordinary world for quite some time and have gained a lot of knowledge.

But the emperor's power is indeed very limited. Now, it has suddenly come to our attention that Qinggang has two of them.
Who is the young master they're talking about?
Countless thoughts flashed through my mind, but I didn't show them all on my face.

With a slight nod, she arranged a time with Anvi to visit the kindergarten teacher together, and then went to Professor Ferrar.

For these priests, the only option now is to imprison them here and then undergo a series of reforms to deprive them of their ability to resist. These reforms will have to be carried out by Wu Qi and Hou Zhizhu working together.

Han Su didn't care about others, but he had to get the clues about the No. 3 mechanical fragment in Professor Philar's head as quickly as possible.

"Are you really not the heir?"

If Professor Philar were outside the White Wax Mountain domain, he would be an absolute big shot in that area, but in White Wax Mountain, he is a real prisoner.

Even looking up at Han Su required all her strength.

But in his chaotic eyes, there seemed to be an unusual firmness and inquiry. Now the whole of Baila Mountain knew that the apparent heir was Hou Zhizhu, but he stared at Han Su and asked a very strange question.

"I'm not."

Han Su looked directly into his eyes and said, "But if only the heir opposite you is willing to tell you all the secrets, then so am I."

"I'm willing..."

Facing Han Su's calm eyes, Professor Philar was lost in thought.

He spoke as if in a daze, slowly raising his hand and reaching out to Han Su.

"be careful!"

Upon seeing his action, Hou Zhizhu and Wu Qi, who were standing nearby, immediately spoke up to remind him.

Even Anwei looked disdainful: "Why waste your breath on him?"

"Either use the crystal skull to search his memories directly, or secretly bring over a few D7 doctors from Qinggang to open his head and extract his memory cells!"

"If that doesn't work, we'll wait for another opportunity to use Miss Ai to download his memories. We'll dig out whatever's in his head!"

"..."

Professor Ferrar gestured for a handshake, clearly intending to pass on his memories to Han Su.

But that's too dangerous.

Even though he was suppressed in this arena, his own level was still higher than everyone else in the arena. Therefore, shaking hands with him would likely result in being influenced by the powerful will in his memories, which would be extremely dangerous for a superhuman.

However, when Han Su looked at Professor Ferrar, he only hesitated slightly. He knew that the other methods were safer, but they might require a long wait or could not guarantee the completeness of the extracted memories.

For extraordinary individuals, there are a thousand ways to open someone's head, but none of them are as complete as having the other party voluntarily hand over the information.

Of course, the transmission of one's own will may also involve elements of "deception".

However, if the information contains deceptive elements, the model will be imperfect, and whether it can detect it depends on the ability of the information recipient.

Han Su wasn't worried that this mechanical priest, who was a level higher than him, would take the opportunity to attack him. He calmly reached out and shook hands with him, feeling the information cluster transmitted from the other's palm.

Throughout the process, everyone else held their breath. Even Professor Ferrar was somewhat surprised by Han Su's composure, and his eyes momentarily went unfocused.

A massive mass of information flooded into Han Su's mental ocean. He didn't sense any aggression from the professor, but even if the other party had ill intentions, the resilience that the Emperor's script gave him was enough to withstand the impact of this consciousness from a higher-level superhuman.

After delivering the message, Professor Ferrar seemed to realize something, and his expression turned dejected:

"What on earth have we done to deserve this...?"

"..."

"Keep an eye on them and prepare for the creation of the secret prison."

Having received the relevant information, Han Su said no more, simply withdrew his hand, and left with the Doctor and Black Tiger.

I have important things to do.

It took two days to resolve the issue at Baila Mountain after this trip back. So, there are about five days left before the glitter arrives.

But in these five days, he needs to get the signature for promotion to independent investigator, the documents for building the secret prison, and first-hand information about the changes brought about by the mysterious power from Black Tiger and the Doctor as a reference.

If they have time, they even want to acquire Qinggang's secret knowledge about the growth of golden cells; they can never stay idle.

"Miss Wei Lan? Miss Wei Lan? Long legs?"

Sitting in the jeep, after leaving the Baila Mountain area, Black Tiger drove, the Doctor was writing a report with a serious expression, while Han Su closed his eyes and called out a few times in a low mental state, but did not hear a response.

"Is Wei Lan currently in a confined space?"

He frowned slightly, took out his phone, and searched for relevant information.

It was quite easy to find relevant clues. The webpage clearly displayed news that the Queen of Qinggang was going to Southeast Tongshi City to hold a charity performance to raise funds for the shipwreck. This Tongshi City was the location coordinate of the third mechanical fragment that he had given to Wei Lan before.

It seems that Wei Lan is still there searching for relevant clues.

However, she is the empress, and has a great advantage in controlling mental power. At this distance, she should be able to hear my call, right?

Since she didn't respond, she must be in a closed environment or a chaotic mental field right now? Surely she didn't just grab the mechanical fragment herself, did she?

He felt a little worried, but Han Su quickly dismissed his thoughts.

Wei Lan is a very reliable and calm person. He considers things more thoroughly than I do and would not do anything rash.

We'll find out what happened when we talk to her.

However, the key point is how to quickly give Professor Philar the information about the No. 3 mechanical fragment to her, as this may be the key to obtaining the No. 3 mechanical fragment.

In addition, when Wei Lan was around, she could serve as a spiritual hub, making it easy for me to contact any of my friends. But now that she's not here, it's become a bit troublesome for me to exchange information with others.

With this in mind, Han Su returned to Qinggang.

All that could be seen now was a solemn atmosphere in Qinggang. The city's main transportation routes to the outside world had been blocked by armed forces. When he showed his credentials and returned to the Disaster Management Bureau base, he immediately saw Secretary Cui Qiao waiting for him.

"Thank God you're alright."

Upon seeing Han Su, Secretary Cui Qiao came forward, looked him up and down, and breathed a slight sigh of relief when she saw that he was unharmed. She whispered, "If something had happened to you, your Uncle Zhang probably would never have forgiven me."

"How is the situation at Baila Mountain going? Is there anything I can advise you on?"

"Miss Ai was recently affected and was temporarily suspended by the Qinggang Council. Now all reports are submitted in paper form. You can give them to me in advance."

"..."

Seeing her suggestive look, Han Su understood what she meant.

Given Secretary Cui Qiao's status and position, it is impossible to know exactly what happened at Baila Mountain. At most, it is known that Tongwen believers have been seen there, and that a spiritual upheaval has occurred that is enough to affect the entire Qinggang ecological niche.

She didn't know how she survived; she only thought that if she had done something shameful, she would need to clean up the mess as soon as possible.

"That's perfect! The problem has been solved, and the report is finished. You can submit it for me!"

Han Su turned his head and saw that the doctor had finished writing the report and was correcting typos. He took it from him and handed it to Secretary Cui Qiao, saying with a smile, "I have to thank you. If it weren't for the Bai La Mountain incident, I'm afraid it wouldn't have been so easy to get promoted."

"Promotion? You really..."

Secretary Cui Qiao's expression changed instantly, as if she didn't recognize Han Su at all.

"Correct."

Han Su simply smiled and nodded: "If the Qinggang Council is reasonable, then I suppose they won't hold me back this time." "If they're not reasonable, then I'll have to go and ask them why they're being unreasonable."

"..."

"..."

After submitting the report and giving Black Tiger and the doctor some instructions, Han Su picked up his suitcase and took a taxi straight to the apartment he was staying at.

Even though he hadn't slept for two days, he still couldn't fall asleep. He simply leaned his head against the back of the taxi, closed his eyes, and silently pondered the changes in the overall situation he faced after returning from this trip.

The fate of Qinggang's demise has changed.

In fact, because of the ability to destroy Qinggang in advance, the possibility of Qinggang being destroyed by Abyss Studio was also prevented.

But what about the itinerant knights? What about the ancient noble classes and the guardians of the world?
In the previous life storyline, the fact that they dared to send out patrol knights to annihilate the entire Qinggang when things got out of control suggests that the Divine Descent Plan might not be so irreplaceable in their eyes.

Based on the comparison of his life before and after, Han Su is more inclined to believe that those in power are willing to see the Divine Descent Plan succeed, even if it requires them to wait arduously.

But they must have already prepared a backup plan for dealing with the tides if the Divine Descent plan completely fails.

After all, ten years is a long time...

Even a fool wouldn't gamble everything on a plan that's making no progress, ten years from now...

This is why I can only stay at this point in time for now. I have thought that perhaps when I come back this time, I should go to the Abyss Studio and use that crystal skull to persuade Ms. Shen to join forces against those ambitious ancient nobles.

The reason we won't do that is simple: we can't win!
Therefore, the situation now facing them is quite delicate.

To deal with those powerful figures who have reigned supreme for thousands of years, perhaps the only path before me truly is...

……emperor?
……

Thinking about all this, he returned home and, instead of doing anything else, put down his suitcase and went to the bathroom.

He stared intently at his reflection in the mirror for three minutes straight.

It wasn't until I saw my eyes were starting to sting that I suddenly grinned at myself in the mirror.

He was relieved to find that his own reflection in the mirror remained serious despite his playful expression.

He bent down and turned on the tap.

While washing my hands, I silently thought: According to the little trick Song Chu gave me, as long as I face the mirror for three minutes and don't find my expression becoming unnatural, it means I haven't been affected by any mysterious force, and I am still myself...

However, having gone through the journey to Baila Mountain, I have already reached the level of the second division of golden cells. It would be strange if I were not affected by the mysterious will.
Promotion in mysterious organizations is indeed faster than that of investigators and secret schools, but the influence of mysterious will is an inescapable threshold. Why am I not affected?
This counterintuitive change only made me feel more uneasy.

The flashing intervals kept decreasing, and I didn't have much time to prepare; I needed to get on the road as soon as possible.

No matter what happens on the road!
As for the others, I don't have the brain to think about them too much anymore, such as the connection between Miss Ai and the Mother of Machines. Perhaps the answers to these questions will come when the secret prison is built and I can assemble a team to study bronze script technology.

The advantage is that...

He subconsciously carried a glass of water back to the living room and placed it on the coffee table, then paused for a moment, giving a wry smile.

I've lived a life of constant tension for too long, and it's become a habit.

Now, I no longer need to worry about anyone spying on me in Qinggang.

If I had the ability, I could easily obtain it...

……Um?

Han Su suddenly frowned and looked into the water glass. He saw ripples spreading out and then receding, as if an invisible vibration was constantly repeating itself. His pupils contracted slightly, and his spiritual power subtly seeped out.

Who is spying on me?
In that instant, his attention swept across the entire block, confirming that the spying did not originate from outside the area.

Then, he instantly locked onto the locations around his apartment building, specifically those places where people were likely to be ambushed or even directly aiming sniper rifles at him, ruling out the possibility that an assassin had come knocking on his door.

Finally, his gaze suddenly turned to the doorway.

That's incredibly bold...

Now, they've already come knocking on our door?

In a flash, Han Su slowly withdrew his hand from the water glass. The next moment, he suddenly and silently recited the zero-sequence cipher incantation, "Step onto the Ladder of the Abyss," and then his figure mysteriously disappeared from the living room, appearing directly in front of the apartment door.

"Hey!"

The hand passed right through the door and grabbed a person's neck.

The next moment, they were about to pull the person inside when the other person suddenly cried out.

Han Su reacted extremely quickly. A second before he exerted force with his five fingers, or rather, the second before his fingertips touched the other person's neck, he immediately analyzed the other person's mental characteristics.

He abruptly released his grip, then yanked the door open. Looking at the guy who was paralyzed with fear, kneeling stiffly before him with glazed eyes, he was both amused and exasperated: "What are you doing here?"

"I……"

Kneeling at the door, Xu Ji tremblingly raised his hand to touch his neck, his expression a mixture of horror and astonishment. He looked at the hole in the door made by a hand, then at Han Su in front of him, whose hand still had wood chips on it, and his eyes widened even more.

"First……"

Before speaking, he stretched out his hand with difficulty: "Pull me up, my legs are a little weak..."

After Han Su helped him up and tossed him onto the sofa in the living room, he frowned and asked, "Why did you suddenly come here?"

"Don't you know how to make a phone call? Don't you know how to knock on the door?"

"Why do you still..."

"..."

"I called you yesterday, and I called you again before I left, but your phone had no signal!"

Xu Ji grabbed the glass of water on Han Su's coffee table and drank it down. Only then did he recover. He immediately exclaimed, "I came straight up here because I was worried about you!"

"You want to ask me why I didn't just open the door? Because you're living in this apartment, you're the owner here. Even if I knew the password, I wouldn't just open the door... Why don't you just knock?"

"Because I know you're acting all mysterious right now, I wanted to check through the peephole to see if you were home, but I only managed to peek for a moment..."

Xu Ji touched his neck with lingering fear, then suddenly became excited: "How come you're so amazing now?"

"Teach me!!"

"..."

Looking at this little guy with his head full of nonsense and his self-righteous attitude, Han Su was speechless.

I'm still a little scared. My hand slipped just now and I might have snapped his neck.

Besides, has it been because I've been dealing with too many superhumans lately? I've become somewhat oblivious to the approach of ordinary people, and I didn't even recognize this guy through the door right away?
Extraordinary people all possess the characteristic of spiritual penetration; when their minds become entangled, they have already been read.

Therefore, if the person outside is an extraordinary individual, Han Su will immediately know who he is the moment he senses him. On the contrary, when the person outside is an ordinary person, he is like a piece of wood behind the door, knowing that someone is there but not knowing who it is.

And then...

Looking at Xu Ji, a strange idea suddenly flashed through Han Su's mind, but he felt somewhat uncertain about it.

"I rarely have a moment to rest, so don't bother me."

He took a deep breath and asked Xu Ji, "Tell me first, what brings you here?"

Upon hearing this, Xu Ji remembered the important matter, pouted, and suddenly felt somewhat aggrieved: "I..."

"I'm dumped!"

(End of this chapter)