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

Lu Yuan nodded, making no attempt to hide anything.

The abdominal injury was indeed quite serious.

Marcus's overheated mechanical skeleton burned through his clothes and scalded large areas of his flesh. The intense heat felt like a branding iron being rolled back and forth on his stomach, making it quite a unique experience.

Fortunately, Gray acted quickly, and Philip's holy light accelerated the healing process.

Although it still aches slightly, it shouldn't be a big problem as long as I don't engage in strenuous fighting.

What really bothered him was something else.

"The physical injuries are alright." Lu Yuan's gaze fell to the edge of his field of vision. "My sanity is quite depleted."

[Rationality III: 31/70]

It went from full value all the way down to the bottom, and only managed to climb back up to 31 points with the help of holy water on the way back.

Although they had escaped the danger zone, they were still far from the safety line.

Strangely, this time my head didn't hurt.

Previously, when my rationality was depleted by more than half, the excruciating pain of being pierced by countless needles made it almost impossible to think. But this time, even when my spiking dropped to nearly single digits, my head was only dizzy, without that tearing pain.

Was it because of that amulet? But it didn't seem to work. Or was it because of all the blessings Philip had stacked up back then?

Lu Yuan had no answer.

All he knew was that the barrier of reason had shattered, and it would probably take a very long time for it to heal and rebuild naturally.

Moreover, the effects of the holy water decrease over time. After continuous use, the amount of recovery from each bottle decreases. Unless you take high-grade holy water, you can only drink small amounts of medium-grade holy water for a short period of time.

However, I haven't tasted any high-grade holy water yet; I'll go ask old Morgan for some later.

Ink fell silent for a moment upon hearing the word "reason".

She did not speak.

She simply floated up to Lu Yuan, stretched out her tiny hand, and pressed it against Lu Yuan's forehead.

"Don't move."

A warm force seeped from the ink-stained palm.

It wasn't the scorching heat of holy light, but a gentle scent, carrying the fragrance of ink.

Then an ancient book, seemingly long sealed away, was opened, and the words on the title page slowly emerged.

A deep chanting sound arose in Lu Yuan's mind, like ancient knowledge flowing, or the whispers of countless sages echoing.

[External force detected... Knowledge-based extraordinary being - Book Spirit's Blessing]

[Effect: Significantly increases sanity recovery speed within one day; slightly increases mental resistance.]

[Warning: This blessing is slightly incompatible with Holy Light abilities. It is recommended to avoid receiving Holy Light healing within 24 hours.]

Lu Yuan was slightly taken aback.

He hadn't expected ink to have this trick up its sleeve.

He withdrew his hand from the ink, the ink stains on his body fading slightly, and snorted.

"This is much better than that thing from the church."

Her tone carried a hint of smugness.

"Holy Light is okay for healing external injuries, but when it comes to restoring sanity... it's nowhere near as good as mine."

"Moreover, my blessing can improve your sanity recovery speed to a certain extent, something the church could never learn even if they worked themselves to death."

The ink floated in front of Lu Yuan, and he lowered his voice.

"But from now on, you'd better stay put."

"Stay away from those shady things."

A barely perceptible hint of worry flashed in her small eyes.

When she got close, she sensed a dangerous aura on Lu Yuan.

It's faint, but it's definitely there.

That was a trace left by something... that shouldn't have been touched.

But she didn't say it.

Lu Yuan looked at the line of slowly moving text at the edge of his vision, and the corners of his mouth turned up slightly.

Thanks.

"snort."

The ink turned its head away and drifted back into the pile of slowly falling papers.

"If you really appreciate my words, please bring me some stories or ink blocks."

Lu Yuan nodded upon hearing this.

"Yes."

The library was still filled with the smell of old paper, and the black metal bookshelves reached all the way to the ceiling. The lamps flickered intermittently, giving off a cold and desolate atmosphere.

Everything seemed the same as usual.

But Mina's words were still echoing in his mind.

"He is about to awaken..."

Lu Yuan's gaze fell on the corner.

Mina leaned on Brent's shoulder, seemingly asleep.

Her face was pale, the dark circles under her eyes were alarming, and she looked much thinner.

All things echo.

This talent allowed her to hear far too many things she shouldn't have heard.

Whispers from the seabed, the roars of the mutated, the wails of the dead…

Lu Yuan withdrew his gaze, his expression unchanged, but his heart was heavy.

The core power of the Deep Sea Church has not yet revealed itself.

The real storm is yet to come.

We need to take a break. There are a few small beds in a corner of the library, which is obviously also used as a place to rest temporarily.

Lu Yuan chose a bed, lay down, and fell into a deep sleep shortly afterward; he hadn't had a good night's sleep in a long time.

After an unknown amount of time, Lu Yuan awoke from a light sleep.

The gunfire outside had thinned out considerably, but it hadn't completely stopped.

At the edge of my field of vision, the grayish-white text flickered slightly:

[Sanity: 31 → 35/70]

The blessing of ink was indeed effective; I woke up with four points back, and it was only a light sleep.

I struggled to sit up, and a sharp pain shot through my abdominal wound, but it was much better than before.

"woke up?"

The sound of ink coming from the side was somewhat languid.

"Old Morgan told me to tell you to go to the conference room when you wake up; they're waiting for you there."

Lu Yuan nodded, straightened his clothes, and then noticed that Mina was engrossed in a book, while Brent was dozing off beside her.

He walked to the corner and bent down.

"Didn't sleep all night?"

"I slept for a while..." Mina said softly, her gaze drifting to Brent beside her. "It's a bit noisy outside."

She didn't want to wake her brother.

Lu Yuan sighed softly.

Her gift of hearing all things allows her to hear far more than just what's happening "outside".

"I'll prepare a few bottles of medicine for you later," Lu Yuan said in a low voice. "If you really can't stand it, drink one bottle first; it will hold out for a while."

"It will get better, just be patient a little longer."

Mina blinked, her eyes still a little red, but she still nodded obediently.

Lu Yuan rubbed her head and then looked at Brent, who was dozing off.

She didn't wake him, but simply whispered, "Take good care of your sister."

Brent mumbled a "hmm" in his sleep, it was unclear whether he had heard her clearly.

Lu Yuan got up, pushed open the library door, and walked towards the conference room.

The corridor was quiet, with only the echoing sound of footsteps.

Lu Yuan had a rare good night's sleep.

Although it was only a light sleep, the blessing of the ink restored his rationality considerably, and his mind was much clearer than before.

And that's why he suddenly noticed something.

In the corner of my field of vision, there's a progress bar that hasn't moved in a long time.

[Current Status of Grimsport: 41/50]

Lu Yuan paused slightly.

From the first day he stepped into the city, he had been gathering intelligence to understand the distribution and movements of various forces.

During that period, the progress bar was increasing almost every day.

But looking back now...

It has been stuck at '41' for a long time.

This means that there is something crucial about Grimport that he hasn't touched upon.

Is this the true purpose of the Deep Sea Church?

Or something else?

Lu Yuan frowned, unable to come up with an answer for the time being.

But one thing is certain: this city still harbors many lurking figures in the shadows.

Lu Yuan thought to himself, "We've arrived at the conference room."