Chapter 1870: Chapter 1867: Seeking Guidance
After the recovery event of the [Bone True Text], Han Dong gained some experience,
and the most important point is that the remnant pages themselves have ‘subjective initiative’ and an instinctive tendency to ‘want to return to S-01’.
These remnant pages can attach to a piece of torn land, forming a relative area space, and even enslave demons accidentally fallen into the shattered dimension during ancient times,
In short, the remnant pages will do everything possible to return to S-01, or want to gather among themselves to form the whole book.
If he arrived here a few hundred years later,
the frozen soil controlled by the Bone Remnants might have completed construction and would return to S-01 actively, making it unnecessary to search so laboriously.
Unfortunately, time waits for no one.
“If you find those moving continental plates or relic debris, immediately land and search, there’s a high chance of finding something.
However, this search method still belongs to the luck-dependent category, and its efficiency is not much different from before.
Do you have any more efficient ways?”
Pope shook his head, “This is all we can do; to be efficient, Nicholas, you have to figure it out yourself since you’re the one studying the Book of Dead Spirit.”
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For a time, no good ideas came up, so they could only follow the void clues, sailing along the ‘possibly correct’ route through the shattered dimension, inspecting the broken continents, relics, and other physical areas along the way.
Such a journey often sees a month pass in no time.
However, this month wasn’t as dull as before.
Around the fifth day of the voyage,
The Yellow Robe would actively approach the group at certain special times and occasions.
For example, when an anomaly in the space effect occurred near the plant planet, and Pope was teleported to the planet’s surface from the Core Laboratory for close detection, a wisp of white tentacles suddenly stuck between his soul.
The Yellow Robe had quietly appeared behind him, inquiring about Pope’s experiences in his youth, even taking out a notebook for serious documentation.
Just as Pope was about to enter a true state of recollection, he was suddenly interrupted by the Yellow Robe… stating that inspiration had struck and that he must immediately enter the writing state.
Eugenes also had several encounters.
The most ridiculous being one particular morning’s special experience.
As a perfect being—Shoggoth, he needed to undergo a perfect metabolism daily… his body would automatically integrate the waste residues from digestion of the previous day’s food and expel it along with the automatically produced impurities from the body.
In addition, the true body of Eugenes is enormous, so the excretion amount is considerable, and the smell goes without saying.
Therefore, a special bathroom was set up for him, which could directly send the excrement to the outside of the planet.
On this morning, just waking up from a dream, his stomach already felt the urge.
Eugenes rushed into the bathroom as fast as possible…
Removing his pants and using tentacles to expand his lower body, just as he was about to pour out the internal garbage,
a gust of cool wind suddenly blew, and the Yellow Robe was standing before him.
“Don’t mind me, continue with what you want to do… I came this time to understand the excretion mode of Shoggoth, and by the way, tell me about your tribe’s daily habits.”
Faced with the demands of an Upper Being, he could only comply.
It was Eugenes’ first time staying with someone during excretion and had to seriously tell a story, making him quite uncomfortable.
Over the month, the Yellow Robe did not seek out Han Dong even once.
Perhaps because Han Dong’s past deeds were already well known to him,
and because recent events had mostly spread around the demon circle, he wasn’t much interested.
Today, upon returning from outside, Pope asked with a grim face: “Nicholas, has the Yellow Robe ever sought you out?”
“No… did he just find you again?”
“Yes, he asked a bunch of weird questions again.
Moreover, this guy always appears at some very strange times… If I didn’t know his true identity, it would be hard to link him with the Upper Old King.”
“Pretty much the same for me.
It’s been a whole month and we’ve found nothing… instead, Eugenes found two qualified ancient corpses.
We can’t keep going .
Only our team on the demon side is searching for the remnant pages, while the Out of Control have at least several special squads, even more than ten teams, conducting a thorough exploration of the shattered dimension.
If we continue searching like looking for a needle in a haystack, it might all be swept up by the Out of Control.
I’ll go proactively visit the Yellow Robe King today… after a month of calm writing, he should have some free time.”
Pope nodded in agreement,
“That’s the only way.
The teacher and the ally, on purpose, arranged for the Yellow Robe to join this journey, there must be their intentions… go and ask~ But be sure to keep your tone and attitude sincere, and avoid any offensive behaviors or words.”
“Rest assured, I know what to do.”
When Han Dong arrived at the “writing room” specifically designed for the Yellow Robe King.
Even before Han Dong knocked, a soul sound had already come through.
Since the Yellow Robe initiated the transmission, it indirectly indicated that he should be relatively free now.
When Han Dong stepped into the writing room, he still felt similar to before,
inside there was a dense white fog ideal for writing, with occasional tentacles darting out of the fog, sometimes manifesting various expressions and limbs.
“Is this the ‘Soul Quality’…”
Now Han Dong could already see the essence of this white fog, like perfectly extracting the soul of the lifeforms, then blending it together through smashing, refining, and other means.
In the center of the surrounding white fog was the writing desk of the Yellow Robe Being.
Yellow and white tentacles were being torn off and broken on the desk surface.
Seeing the true form of the Yellow Robe Being scared Han Dong a bit…
This was also the first time the Yellow Robe Being removed the hood in front of Han Dong.
Revealed was a face full of meat paste mixed with various pen handles and the mouth stretched with numerous interconnecting soul threads, each seemingly binding a powerful soul body.
The Yellow Robe seemed to be engaging in a form of ‘self-mutilation’.
Inserting various pen handles into his brain while tearing at the various tentacles growing on his body.
“Senior, what are you…”
“A somewhat painful creative process… writer’s block.
Oh well! Let’s leave it for today, do you have anything to talk about?”
Han Dong hurriedly bowed his head, reciting with the most devout tone the difficulties in searching for the remnant pages, as well as some current clues and discoveries.
“Isn’t that simple? You’ve already determined the remnant pages have a self-awareness and want to reassemble into the full book, right?”
“They should naturally gather towards you, after all, you’re already a true disciple of the Dead Spirit, having mastered the ‘Prologue’ and the ‘Eye Part’… it’s just that these remnant pages don’t know of your existence, hence they can only take S-01 as their target point.
We just need to create a ‘Soul Amplifier’.
Let the remnant pages in the shattered dimension know about the existence of you as the true disciple, they not only will come to you actively but might also try to signal you in various ways.”
“Soul Amplifier? How do we make that?”
As soon as Han Dong took a step forward, a series of pale yellow tentacles had already burrowed into his soul from the back.