I can see experience bars after being transported to another world.

The fourth silver needle broke.

The sound was very soft, like ice being crushed by fingers. The broken powder slid down the inner wall of the coffin and disappeared into the gaps in the pipes.

Calvin sensed it.

There was no need to look through the coffin's observation window; the glow of the inscriptions on the pipes spoke volumes, and then dimmed a fraction more.

The fifth one.

This time the interval was even shorter. The cracking sound was almost simultaneous with the previous one, and before the fragments had even settled, the fifth one had already turned to dust.

The light from the inscription channel suddenly dimmed.

The aura emanating from the girl in the coffin is weakening at a visible rate.

The degradation circuit formed by those silver needles and tubes, which was originally responsible for filtering the original knowledge aura to a tolerable concentration, is now collapsing.

Unfiltered knowledge, like a flood overflowing its banks, surged back out along the pipes.

Calvin's face turned pale; at this moment, as the final readers, they instantly bore almost all the pressure.

Selena was also feeling unwell; her body was trembling slightly.

But at this moment, neither of them had any good solutions, because if they let go, all their previous efforts would be in vain. They had no choice but to take the initiative to withstand the impact and share the mental pressure that was pouring in on the girl in the coffin.

If she were to bear the entire burden alone, the passage would completely break down within seconds.

The center of the whirlpool in the sea of ​​knowledge.

The storm of fragments was still howling, but around the little girl, all was quiet, as the scattered fragments of knowledge automatically avoided her.

Behind her, the passage that had been bought with eighteen lives was disappearing.

Dark red blood surged back from both sides of the passage, engulfing the gaps that the insect's body had forced open. The closing speed was fast, from the outside in, like the wounds of this being healing.

In the girl's eyes, the path that had been cleared had been filled with knowledge again.

Clearly, she can't go back.

The girl seemed oblivious to anything and didn't turn around.

She simply focused her gaze on the enormous ball of light in front of her.

The flashing frequency of the light cluster is increasing, the pulsation is becoming more and more rapid, and a large number of fragments of knowledge are emerging from within, surging on the surface of the light cluster.

The figures formed inside seemed to be waiting for her.

And the coffin room where Calvin was located.

Calvin and Selena gritted their teeth and persevered.

The pull of the sea of ​​knowledge far exceeded expectations.

The two shared a trace of primal knowledge with the girl in the coffin, and the next moment, their consciousness was suddenly pulled into a sea of ​​knowledge.

Even though it was only for a moment.

But that majestic and vast dreamlike color still filled their vision in an instant.

An endless sea, flowing light, and a distant, blurry structure soaring into the dome.

But the next moment, the inscriptions beneath Calvin and Selena's feet burst forth with a blinding light.

That was a safety net measure used by the Tower of Learning; an inscription placed by an unknown person was activated.

A powerful suction force pulled the two back to reality.

The time difference should not exceed two seconds.

Calvin was the first to come to his senses. His hand was still pressed in the groove on the shoulder of the coffin, and the pain of the silver needles piercing his palm confirmed that he had returned.

He glanced at the scriptures instinctively.

The bronze-colored scripture floating above the coffin had turned to the end of its seventh page, the entire page densely covered with text.

"Seven pages." Calvin's eyes lit up with delight as he whispered. "Two pages more than expected."

His gaze shifted from the scriptures to the observation window on the front of the coffin.

The feedback from the inscription channel is still there, but it is now extremely weak.

"And surprisingly, one of them is still alive."

"continue?"

Selena did not answer.

She stared at the pale face in the observation window, and for the first time, hesitation appeared on her face.

Calvin glanced at her.

"If we cut it off now, we can only get seven pages. If we hold on any longer—"

The sixth needle broke.

A very faint groan came from inside the coffin.

It wasn't posted by a girl.

It was the resonance generated by the collapse of the inscription channel itself, like a string stretched to its limit, emitting a final tremor.

Selena finally spoke.

"Hold on."

Only two words.

Without further hesitation, the two simultaneously increased their rational output, taking on most of the pressure from the coffin girl.

The leaked aura of knowledge surged from the pipes, crashing against the mental barriers of the two people, and was forcefully pushed back.

The scripture turned to a new page, and runes began to fall, line by line, filling the eighth page.

The center of the whirlpool in the sea of ​​knowledge.

The petite girl walked toward the heart.

She knew her mission was complete, for she had captured three fragments, which, according to the previous plan, should be enough to fill five pages of the scripture.

Now she wants to do what she wants to do.

The road behind them was blocked, the passage was completely closed, and black and red blood covered everything again.

She did not hesitate.

Walk forward.

As the girl approached the ball of light, the mark on the back of her hand began to change.

Crimson lines seeped from the pale golden luster, like tiny roots, spreading outward from the center of the mark, crawling across the back of the hand, and extending to the wrist.

The worm of knowledge hovered above the girl's head.

It sensed something was wrong, and the flow of colors suddenly became chaotic, with dark purple, silver white, and blood red flashing alternately.

Then it got frozen.

A beam of light shot out from the living inscription on the surface of the heart, precisely locking onto the insect.

The colors of the Knowledge Worm froze instantly, its body became frozen, and it lost control.

It began to slowly descend.

But its senses were not severed; its body could not move, but its consciousness remained.

It could see the girl, could see her heart, and could feel the approaching force, far beyond its comprehension.

The petite girl saw the colorful little ball of light that had been following her fall down.

She tilted her head.

He reached out and caught it, then held it in his arms.

The worm of knowledge nestled motionless in her arms, more obedient than ever before.

"Can you understand me?"

The girl murmured softly.

The worm of knowledge could not move, but the last trace of the symbiotic connection remained, and it transmitted the message.

Lu Yuan heard it from the other side of the barrier.

The girl paid no attention to the motionless worm of knowledge in her arms. At this moment, she raised her head and looked at the ball of light in front of her. The runes on the back of her hand kept flashing, and the blood red color became more and more intense.

She continued walking toward her heart.

"So it was you who's been calling me."

She reached out and touched her heart.

The blood-red mark on the back of the hand resonated with the living inscription on the surface of the heart the moment they touched.

The heart split open from the middle.

Colorless pure light poured out from the crack and engulfed her entirely.

She went in by herself.

The worm of knowledge was still in her arms.

The symbiotic bond was completely severed the moment the girl was engulfed by the light.

Lu Yuan felt a sudden emptiness deep within his left eye, as if something had been uprooted.

He desperately tried to mobilize the symbiotic connection.

There was no response.

The screen went completely black; I couldn't see anything.

[Sanity: -3...18/140]

Reason was still being eroded, and the pressure on the barrier did not lessen even after the girl entered his heart.

Lu Yuan couldn't care less about the Knowledge Worm at this moment, because his rationality was about to run out.

The consciousness that was dragged into the sea of ​​knowledge began to become distorted.

The once dreamlike colors before my eyes have turned into a mixture of black and red, and the flowing sea is now constantly bleeding.

Everything was distorted, and Lu Yuan saw a sliver of the truth about this branch with just his own eyes.

"Captain Lu! How are you!?"

A somewhat anxious question came from beside him.

Lu Yuan waved his hand, indicating that he was fine. He controlled his body, took out a bottle of sanity potion he had brought before leaving, and tilted his head back to gulp it down.

[Sanity: +10...28/140]

The brief coolness did not dispel the distortion before his eyes. Lu Yuan gritted his teeth, forcing himself not to collapse. The Worm of Knowledge must not be harmed.

"Keep going!"

Lu Yuan called out to the other watchmen and continued to stabilize the barrier, centering on himself.

Within the sea of ​​knowledge.

After the endless light dissipated, the girl stood in a space she had never imagined.

Palaces and temples.

It was still a palace.

Suspended in the endless void.

The dome is so high that you can't see the end of it.

Thousands of meters, perhaps even higher.

The enormous stone pillar rises from the stone slab ground, with a diameter of tens of meters.

The stone slabs extend in all directions, reaching beyond the reach of sight.

Everything was bathed in black and red.

Blackish-red congealed substances accumulated in every crevice of the stone slab.

Undried liquid remained in the grooves of the inscriptions on the dome, and every few seconds a drop would fall from a height of a thousand meters, hitting the stone slab with a dull echo.

Like the final heartbeat of a palace.

The dome is covered with spiral inscriptions.

Hundreds of millions of inscription lines intertwine to form a massive pattern, but not a single one is still glowing.

The inscriptions were all faded, clearly indicating that they were all "dead".

The interiors of those pillars are not solid; through the cracks on the surface, one can see a grayish-purple network of dried blood vessels, collapsed inside the pillars like withered vines.

It appears that the pillars "grew" out from inside the body of this being.

Corpses littered both sides of the stone-paved road.

It was densely packed, covering the entire palace.

It is not a human corpse.

It has six limbs, is headless, and has dark red crystals growing on the cut surface of its neck. Its armor is fused with its body, and there is no visible boundary between the armor and the bones. Its weapon has solidified into a fossil and is still held in the air.

Some fell facing the end of the palace, killed in the charge.

Some fell with their backs to the end, and were killed while trying to escape.

Some had ruptured chest cavities and protruding ribs, with petrified inscription lines gushing from their bodies, connecting with the bloodstains on the ground, as if they had been detonated by something inside their bodies.

"Where am I? Is this the truth I've been searching for?"

The girl murmured to herself as she read this, completely unaware that she seemed unaffected by the environment.

Judging from the scale of the current situation, the resentment of the dead is enough to turn him into a fool in an instant.

But she didn't. She stared blankly, her gaze continuing to wander.

At the end of the palace.

A huge depression with a diameter of several hundred meters.

The pit walls were covered with cracks, and the cracks were filled with black and red concretions.

There is a black platform in the very center of the depression.

Five heads floated around a headless torso, slowly rotating in a ring.