Deity Investigation Report

Chapter 370 The Walking Brain and Spinal Cord Enhancement Injection

"Miss Ai, what are you doing?"

At this moment, Gao Lie was fighting against the Red Palm Tree Knights alone when he noticed the abnormal changes in Gao Lie below.

He suddenly realized something and couldn't help but feel a little worried, but before he could ask any questions, a strange and powerful mental shock suddenly swept in front of him, accompanied by layers of fiery iron ion clouds. He even felt like he couldn't breathe.

This was the third mental attack unleashed by the old commander of the Red Palm Knights.

Each mental shock was stronger than the last.

The immense power forced him to concentrate, and he held the suitcase in front of him, using all his mental strength to hold it firmly.

He didn't have time to think it through; he only had time to ask that one question before he needed to focus all his attention on the confrontation.

Because the opponent we encountered this time was terrifyingly strong.

This leader of the Red Palm Knights is not uncommon in terms of his rank, nor is he particularly high-ranking; he is merely a race-level aberration [Rusty Iron Man].

The characteristics of this level of aberrations can even be described as ordinary.

They possess a weak but irreversible magnetic effect in their bodies, allowing them to manipulate limited iron elements with their mental power. They can also attract and fuse iron elements with themselves, causing large pieces of iron to grow on their bodies, making them resemble iron-clad and steel-boned.

But while this change looks powerful, it only gives them effective resistance to physical damage from blows, knives, and guns. Moreover, the strength is limited; if the force is strong enough, it can break through their defenses and cause injury.

The simplest example is that even if these mutants achieve a second division of their golden cells, they still cannot withstand heavy sniper bullets.

Compared to the bizarre midnight sirens and sea monster sequences of Qinggang, these aberrations are practically useless.

Compared to the bronze inscription sequence, this is simply unbearable to look at.

But it was precisely this level of opponent that put Han Su under immense pressure. As soon as they clashed, the opponent displayed an unparalleled level of mental strength and vitality. Facing him, Han Su felt as if he were facing the real defense line of half a city.

It is impossible for a human being to possess such a powerful level of mental strength.

Since the awakening of Emperor's consciousness in Life Line 04, Han Su has integrated all the batteries into one, and his spiritual energy has reached more than two hundred units, which is theoretically equivalent to a person who has lived for more than two hundred years.

But now this opponent is displaying a mental strength of several thousand. Could it be that I am facing an old monster who has lived for thousands of years?

Han Su couldn't explain this phenomenon for a moment. He only knew that when he met this person, the other party didn't even try to fight him in close combat or restrain him with the characteristics of the mysterious power. With just three mental attacks, the other party had already suppressed him completely.

How do we fight this?
Han Su could even sense that all his methods had been restrained.

This is the closest attack location to Lin Yuan City, which means the enemy has had ample time to set up the area.

The skill and meticulousness of the arrangement demonstrated by the work even prevented him from summoning the Twenty-Two Bronze Men.

In other words, given the current situation, he has no choice but to summon the ghost truck.

But the ghost truck was one of his trump cards before he entered Lin Yuan City, so why should he be forced to reveal it now?
Of course, he knew that the Traveling Knights had invited him over because they wanted to see his trump card. They believed he had a trump card, and he didn't mind letting them see a little bit.

However, knowing you have something and intentionally letting them see it is not the same as being completely forced to reveal all your cards to the other side...

"I'm trying to find a way to help Mr. Butcher solve his problem."

Miss Ai's voice rang out amidst the dense and chaotic mental currents: "Shamir, the leader of the Red Palm Knights, ranked third on the Black Table World Mercenary Ranking, was originally the captain of the Second Circuit Knight Squad of the Southern Continent."

"Before his defection, he had received full training from the Order of the Rampaging Knights and had served as a member of the Order of the Rampaging Knights for more than seven years."

"In theory, Mr. Han Su has absolutely no chance of fighting against him unless you reveal your extraordinary abilities one by one on this customized battlefield."

"This is also the result that some people secretly want to observe through this confrontation."

"..."

"Complete training for the itinerant knights..."

Han Su grasped the key point and asked urgently, "Does this include an explanation for his powerful spiritual level?"

"Yes!"

Miss Ai quickly replied, "The itinerant knights are selected from outstanding independent investigators or the best of the best among noble bloodlines."

"Leaving the latter aside for now, the former are a group of people who already have a very deep understanding of the mysterious powers and aberrations of various sequences in the world and have absolute control over their own sequences."

"Correspondingly, they are also deeply aware of where their own limits lie."

"The training of the Travelling Knights is fatally attractive to them. Besides the elevation of their status, the first benefit they receive after being invited by the Travelling Knights is a way to break their own limits."

"Breaking through the limits of spiritual power and achieving a geometrical improvement is one such manifestation."

"..."

No wonder I could feel the overwhelming pressure every time I encountered a wandering knight!

Han Su's heart skipped a beat.

I have never actually fought against the wandering knights, but I have seen them from afar many times. If I had to describe the feeling, it would be that I can't understand them.

These mysterious figures, riding nightmare horses and wielding ancient flintlock muskets, appear with an incomprehensible and intense spiritual force each time they appear. They lock onto their targets, relentlessly pursue them, and then eliminate them.

They don't engage in combat, and rarely engage in prolonged fights; they simply crush and destroy, and then call it a day.

So the reason for this situation is easy to explain; it's simply because the limits have been broken and a higher level has been reached.

What are their standards?

"The mental energy level is 1,200 units, with no upper limit, but the highest record so far is 5,100 units, with a mental activity of 95%, and the highest record to date is 98%."

"Golden cells divide an average of three times, because even the Circulating Knights training camp cannot change the potential of mutants. This is also the only thing that the Circulating Knights cannot easily suppress others."

"However, two thousand years of experience and knowledge have given them the means to deal with any mutant species!"

"..."

"My mental activity level is currently less than 90%, so this is the gap between me and the Wandering Knights?"

Hearing Miss Ai's answer, Han Su understood where the problem lay.

The division of golden cells represents mutations and also evolution. Theoretically, it is better to go as far as possible on the path of evolution, but in reality, this is not the case.

The more severe the distortion, the easier it is to resonate with the mysterious source, drawing those unknown entities into one's body and stripping away one's will.

Previously, Han Su had been infused with the Emperor's power in the castle, causing his golden cells to split twice in succession. This also led to the revival of the Emperor's will in his 04th life timeline, which is the reason why.

Han Su now clearly senses that the golden cells have the opportunity to undergo five divisions, but he dares not take that step, and this is the reason why.

This was originally a dead end, but unexpectedly, because Miss Ai analyzed it for her, she suddenly realized: "So..."

"Therefore, as long as Mr. Butcher has enough brain-strengthening injections, he will not be controlled by the Guardians!"

Miss Ai provided the answer for him: "And the problem you're facing now isn't even a problem!"

As Miss Ai explained her analysis and understanding, a strange fluctuation was released from the high column below.

This power was immense, mysterious, and silent, covering the entire area. It was also faintly accompanied by Xu Ji's panicked and fearful shouts. Han Su's suspicions were immediately confirmed at this moment...

……

……

"That's all there is to it..."

Meanwhile, in a small town not far from Gaolie.

The entire town was asleep, but atop the tallest tower in the town center, a male and female observer frowned in displeasure as they watched Han Su being suppressed by the Red Palm Knights' three mental attacks and unable to retaliate for a long time.
"The priestess from the Abyss Studio has been shirking her duties for ten years, and that eccentric doctor risked his life to steal the world's power by exploiting the Guardians' fear of the tides. Is this all the pseudo-heir of the Emperor's Sequence he has created?" "Or is the difficulty of our design still insufficient, allowing him to still have the energy to play hide-and-seek with us?"

"..."

"You'll know by watching what the red palm tree does when it wants to complete its task."

The woman beside him said coldly, "If this is all he's capable of, I wouldn't be surprised. The Emperor's Sequence is the world's number one taboo. What does the word 'taboo' represent?"

"No one else can touch it, only we can study it!"

"How could our core technology, which we have protected for two thousand years, be secretly cracked by that eccentric doctor in just twenty years?"

As he spoke, he waved his hand and said, "Now send the message to Shamir, complete his mission, and then get back to the Southern Continent!"

"Otherwise, even the Black Table's influence won't work!"

"..."

"..."

Elsewhere, on the battlefield, Shamir, the leader of the Red Palm Knights, frowned as he watched the target's bodyguard still alive after his three mental attacks.

He was already somewhat disgusted with the mission he had accepted this time. Among the five major central cities, Wetland City was originally the most revered city by the people of the Southern Continent.

But gradually, he discovered the truth and realized that the lofty status of the city of wetlands was nothing more than a carnival for the untouchables. Disheartened, he betrayed the Brahmins of the city of wetlands and devoted himself to finding true power.

This time, I accepted the Black Table's mission to delve into the Eastern Continent, intending to challenge the most powerful of the five major central cities, Zhen Dan City, and see just how powerful those who could truly instill fear throughout the world were.

However, the result he saw now left him feeling frustrated.

Could it be that all my past achievements and exploits were fake, or that I'm just too old to even defeat a young man who hasn't been trained by the Knights?
A clandestine signal came through; he had received a warning from the city of Zhen Dan.

These arrogant fellows have never shown any respect to the people of Wetland City.

Even though I came here to carry out this hired mission, I was under their supervision the entire time...

...Because of this confrontation, which was entirely within the opponent's field of vision, Shamir felt a strong sense of mockery, as if the opponent was also laughing at him for not being able to defeat a mere second-stage kid after taking so long.

This anger made his gaze turn cold:

"Then let them see their true power and give them a warning!"

"..."

As he was thinking, the Knight Commander of Shamir suddenly raised his hand, and the air was filled with the pungent sound of steel grinding together, as a huge mental field began to intertwine in the air.

Unlike the mental field of ordinary people, the mental field he summoned also contained countless pieces of scrap iron and copper rust, which meant that the mental impact he released not only suppressed the mind but also caused indescribable physical damage.

The knights who saw his action all stopped what they were doing and looked at him with admiration.

"Three hundred million Ganges Rivers, rusty people dance in their industry..."

Commander Shamir roared and leaped ten meters high, then slammed his palm heavily onto the ground. A huge crack instantly spread outward from his palm, revealing deep abysses.

In the abyss, black matter spewed outwards like magma, submerging patches of the ground. This black matter solidified on the earth, forming strange, human-shaped iron statues.

Or perhaps it's not a statue.

It was a strange substance made from the iron-plating of human corpses, which was then collected. As it accumulated, a qualitative change was triggered by quantitative change.

There have always been too many people on that continent.

The number is not as many as 300 million, but the name was personally chosen by Captain Shamir, and it can also summarize the characteristics of this method, which is to summon all the endless accumulation in daily life to create a battlefield inlaid with rusted iron.

No matter how well the enemy withstands the initial onslaught, they will be overwhelmed by this battlefield.

Not only must the objective be achieved, but the nobles of Zhen Dan City who are watching from outside the battlefield must also be given a shock, showing them the true strength of Shiye City.

……

……

"So, Xu Ji is a walking brain-strengthening injection?"

However, what Commander Shamir didn't expect was that Han Su's attention was not on him at all at this moment.

I was completely taken aback by the truth that Miss Ai had revealed.

"No, it's more effective than the brain-strengthening injections..."

Miss Ai's voice seemed to carry a deep sense of emotion: "His body contains a mysterious substance that even I cannot measure. There is no analysis or description of this substance in my database."

"But based on the experience of the 04th life line, I can confirm that the brain-strengthening injections that we fought so hard to obtain were made from this substance."

"On the 04th lifeline, the survivor team planned several dangerous operations in an attempt to obtain the second-order equation of the Abyss or the method for making this brain-strengthening injection, but even the Mechanical Mother on that lifeline could not decipher it."

"I never expected to encounter someone who possesses such a substance so soon on this path of life..."

“Mr. Butcher, with him by your side, you need not worry about the influence of the Emperor’s will…”

"Furthermore, regarding the current situation, I can offer you some advice on certain aspects of Pale Authority. After all, knowledge related to Pale Authority is still stored in my mind..."

"..."

"This is really..."

It's hard to describe the sense of relief Han Su felt at that moment. It was a feeling of excitement and comfort, like his useless son had suddenly shown off to him.

Before setting off, Mr. Xu had already made the worst-case scenario plan, and even said that if he could not safely escort Xu Ji to his destination, he would have his blood drawn from his entire body to preserve that substance.

Mr. Xu knew the importance of that substance, but he didn't know its uses. He never expected that, under Miss Ai's guidance, it could produce amazing effects even without drawing blood from Xu Ji's body.

Atavistic substances, emperor's blood...

What kind of scheme did that eccentric doctor orchestrate twenty years ago...?

As he sighed inwardly, Han Su straightened up, carrying his suitcase, raised his left hand, and pressed it against his right eye. When he removed his left hand, a deep white had appeared in his right eye.

"The Giant's Eye!"

"..."

As he spoke, an endless hazy white light suddenly spread across the entire battlefield from his right eye.

Those twisted, dark, rusty iron statues, like dirty snow that has encountered the sun, melted away in groups under Han Su's gaze.

As the white light spread, countless gazes that were trying to peer into this battlefield were immediately affected. This was the power of the pale giant, melting and devouring everything, including the gazes of others who were spying on it.

In other words, in that instant, Han Su created a field that was absolutely impossible to detect.

The next moment, the box in his hand gently fell to the ground and opened automatically. The Emperor's Book flew into his hand and then opened with a clatter, revealing the Emperor's characters on it as if they had come to life.

"you……"

Captain Shamir, who was filled with resentment and had acted to prove something, realized that something was getting out of control. He looked up in astonishment.

"Three hundred million Ganges Rivers?"

This was the first time Han Su had looked at him properly since the start of their confrontation, his attitude carrying a hint of gratitude and a barely perceptible regret: "If only there really were three hundred million..."

"However, it's barely enough for now..."

(End of this chapter)