Chapter 406
2 Gene Sequence
Chapter 406 Twelve Gene Sequences
"Reach the limit of distortion, and then break that limit?"
"The first stage is imitation, the second stage is theft, and the third stage is finally about forging our own path?"
Han Su could understand Miss Ai's explanation of the meaning of "baptism," but along with that understanding, a question arose in his mind: "Then, after taking a new step, how do we know if it is the end?"
He has not yet been able to answer these questions, but he is prepared to give it a try.
So, after preparing himself mentally, he calmly sat cross-legged on the ground. With a slight thought, he completely released his mental power, feeling the stability of this real world and the various details within this stable space.
Gradually, I began to hear auditory hallucinations, like the crashing of waves.
He sensed the commotion within the abyss.
It has to be said that, in all considerations, now is indeed the best time to enter the abyss.
The public disclosure of the Knight Training Method has led countless people around the world into an abyss, a place of immense clamor.
After sensing the existence of the abyss, Han Su suddenly took a deep breath, and the next moment, his spiritual tendrils took root deeper into the space, and he immediately felt his body become empty.
I was clearly not moving at all, but I felt a sudden emptiness in my body, as if I had fallen into a vast ocean, surrounded by dense seawater.
This feeling was so real that it immediately gave him an unprecedented experience.
ruins!
He even saw the scene inside the abyss so clearly for the first time through his own spiritual perception.
Here are dilapidated buildings, huge Buddha statues, wooden puppets with stiff faces, fragments of reality, and eerie life forms that swim like fish.
They wander through this broken world, peering for the light in reality.
"So this is the abyss..."
Han Su had entered more than once, but always under protection.
Now, experiencing the abyss for the first time, I felt a subtle sense of desolation.
An image inexplicably flashed through his mind: the eccentric doctor had once said in front of him and Ms. Shen that this civilization might just be a pasture.
In their understanding, the Reconstruction Era only lasted for two thousand years, but it is very likely that civilization has undergone repeated restarts and reconstructions. However, no one remembers history, so people living in the comfort zone of reality are completely unaware of this.
At that time, Han Su felt that his words were like crazy ramblings.
But now, as he truly felt the abyss, he actually felt a strange sense of identification.
Perhaps this world has indeed destroyed civilizations countless times, throwing the remnants of those destructions into the abyss, turning this place into ruins, a giant garbage dump of civilization.
Then, those nobles recreated prosperous worlds above the abyss, and threw people into them to reproduce and live, letting them continue to dream.
That definitely gave people a chilling feeling.
Those on the mystical side call this place the Abyss, but is it truly an abyss, or just an endless graveyard?
If we think about it this way, then the so-called baptism is actually accomplished through death?
"Whatever, let's give it a try!"
Han Su suddenly opened his eyes, his mental activity instantly ignited, as if a lamp had been lit in the endless darkness.
This lamp is insignificant and cannot possibly illuminate the vast abyss.
However, this lamp was enough to make Han Su the most conspicuous presence in this abyss.
This is also what makes his baptism different from others.
Everyone else who entered the abyss had to be extremely careful to avoid being discovered, but Han Su's completely opposite approach immediately alarmed all the surrounding seawater, causing it to rush towards him.
All the abyssal creatures also set their sights on him, their pollution properties activated, and they frantically gathered around him.
It's indescribable how this feeling is; it's like countless fragments of the world are simultaneously pressing in on me.
Let alone those massive buildings, even a tiny fragment of them would be enough to reduce me to dust.
Han Su only lasted two seconds before retreating before the endless fragments could crush him. At the same time, a strange shadow rushed towards him from the depths of the abyss. It was the Nightmare Horse, which bit Han Su and pulled him back into reality.
"call!"
Han Su felt as if he had truly returned to the surface from the seabed, panting heavily and covered in cold sweat.
"Did it fail?"
Miss Ai's voice rang out gently, without any sense of loss, only a curious exploration.
"Not enough."
Han Su replied in a deep voice, "If I had come out a little later, I would have died, but..."
He paused, then spoke with certainty, "I have a feeling, Miss Ai, you're right!"
"Now, I need to try again!"
"..."
Having just experienced a defeat, his gaze was now unusually firm. With a slight grit of his teeth, he sank into the abyss once more.
Compared to the first time, this time it was much easier for him, and he quickly entered the abyss.
Then, having prepared myself mentally, I suddenly unleashed my mental energy once again, transforming myself once more into a small, faint light in this eternal darkness.
But then came the endless pollution.
The moment one is overwhelmed by this pollution, one will surely die or go completely insane.
Forget about baptism, that's more like courting death.
But Han Su was prepared this time. The moment he released his mental energy, he also raised his palm.
With all his might, he chanted with extraordinary difficulty: "I am for..."
He had recited the fisherman's chant countless times, but now it was extremely difficult to utter. He managed to utter only two syllables before he felt a terrifying, surging force all around him, as if he were being pulled into the sea by a tremendous force, unable to resist.
Fortunately, at that moment, Nightmare Horse charged over again, pulling Han Su out of the abyss and throwing him back into reality.
"Cough cough!"
This time, Han Su actually felt a real sense of drowning, and coughed repeatedly as he choked.
"Mr. Butcher..."
Even Miss Ai said softly, "Perhaps my assumptions are wrong, maybe I need more information..."
"No, I want to try one more time!"
Han Su gritted his teeth slightly and waved his hand to stop Miss Ai from continuing.
After careful consideration, he entered the abyss again. This time, he was more careful and reviewed the situation repeatedly in his mind. Then, while releasing his mental energy, he raised his hand.
He recited the crucial fisherman's chant, "I am for...", even faster than before.
Reciting those two words was already incredibly difficult, but this time, with thorough preparation and a strong will, I managed to quickly pronounce the next two words:
"...the gods."
That's all I read.
Whether it was a coincidence or because the two words he uttered suddenly alerted some enormous entity, it is unclear.
In the vast depths of the ocean, waves suddenly surged, and a colossal creature, its boundaries invisible, slowly raised its head.
Han Su sensed that he was being watched by something, an extremely ancient will. Perhaps he had only disturbed a few remnants of their spiritual activity, but even that was enough to make him feel as if an entire world was pressing down on him.
A powerful and ancient spiritual force swept over Han Su layer by layer.
Before he could even finish reciting the last four words of the fisherman's chant, he felt himself being crushed, almost torn apart.
"So it still won't work?"
This was the first time Han Su had felt such a powerful sense of powerlessness, like a monkey trapped under a mountain.
"Tick-tock tick-tock..."
Just then, the sound of mechanical debris suddenly rang out, unusually clear.
For a moment, Han Su thought he was hallucinating.
Because at this moment, he had not activated the mechanical fragments at all, nor had he even brought the black briefcase into the abyss.
Why was there such a sound? But then, he felt something was wrong again. The immense pressure was still there, and the ancient will that was reviving all around was still watching him, but everything seemed to have stopped.
Dust, mental ripples, enormous building illusions, even the strange creatures in the abyss—they all stopped, remaining in motion yet frozen in mental perception, like a bizarre painting.
Han Su suddenly sensed something, looked up sharply, and saw a figure walking towards him from the other end of the scroll.
The man was thin, tall, and upright, carrying a black briefcase.
The ticking sound came from inside his box.
This man also possesses mechanical fragments? He actually used mechanical fragments to freeze the entire abyss?
Two thoughts flashed through his mind, and each of them was enough to surprise Han Su. He couldn't even understand that the abyss was an illusion, with only an immense spiritual level and projections remaining in these spiritual worlds.
How could it be frozen?
In addition, like the fisherman's chant, mechanical fragments are unique.
Since I already have mechanical fragment No. 03, where did this other person get the mechanical fragment from?
But at this moment, he was only stunned and speechless. He could only watch as the man slowly approached from the other end of the painting. He could already see that there was a cat perched on his shoulder.
He was backlit, and the cat was black, so only the silhouettes of the two could be seen. Yet, a strong sense of familiarity still lingered.
Who exactly is this person...?
"Meow……"
Suddenly, the black cat lying on the man's shoulder meowed, instantly sending chills down Han Su's spine.
That cat's meow...
Is he the Duke?
How did the Duke from the castle end up here? And why is he leaning so intimately on this man's shoulder?
Filled with endless horror, Han Su stared intently at the other person, feeling that the other person was also carefully scrutinizing him.
After a long silence, he sighed softly and said, "The method was right, but the timing was wrong!"
"Only when the golden cells reach their peak can they withstand the baptism of the abyss. So the problem is actually quite simple: the first stage of the mysterious power is imitation, the second stage is theft, and the third stage is breakthrough."
"You haven't even completed the theft stage, so how can you move on to the next step?"
"..."
"sound……"
Upon hearing the other person's voice, Han Su's creepy feeling instantly intensified.
He looked at the person more intently, and the more he looked, the more he felt as if there was an indescribable barrier between them.
There is no space in the abyss, but the concept of space exists in human perception. Therefore, the things perceived by one's mental power will be processed by the brain into a spatial state that one can understand.
At this moment, Han Su felt that although the other party was less than seven meters away from him, it was as if he was in a different world, looking out from the edge of another world.
He suddenly had countless things he wanted to say, but he couldn't say them.
"Listen..."
The other person spoke softly to Han Su, "I need to tell you a lie now, but you must remember it well!"
"After the emperor was devoured by the twelve knights, the bloodline left by each knight combined with the emperor's divine genes, forming a specific genetic equation."
“The twelve knights all left behind their bloodlines, so there are at least twelve such genetic equations. These knights’ descendants all aim to replace the emperor, but who can say for sure that the emperor didn’t use their bloodlines as a breeding ground?”
"So, do you know what's most important now?"
"..."
What strange things is this person saying?
Why did he tell himself it was a lie before he even opened his mouth to say it?
If it's a lie, why make yourself remember it?
An emperor, a descendant of knights, twelve knights determined to usurp his throne, and an emperor who uses the bloodline of knights as a breeding ground...
Han Su had an overwhelming number of questions in his mind, but at that moment, he suddenly felt the pressure on him lessen, and it seemed that he had a chance to speak.
But at that moment, the man said, "Our meeting is not allowed, and I cannot give you any more information, otherwise it will cause uncontrollable consequences. You must have many questions to ask me now."
"But I need to remind you that right now, your life form dictates that you only have one chance to say one sentence."
In other words, you can only ask one question at most.
"..."
Han Su's pupils suddenly turned extremely deep. He felt the pressure on his body was disappearing, and he did have a chance to say a word. But looking into that person's calm eyes, he seemed to suddenly understand something.
All the countless questions that had been building up in his chest were forcibly suppressed at this moment. Slowly, after careful consideration, he asked the question that concerned him most:
"Did we win the war?"
"..."
The person whose face was not clearly visible listened to this answer. Although Han Su could not see the face clearly, he knew that the person smiled.
Then he answered softly, "Not yet, but they all paid the price."
He seemed to know that Han Su would be satisfied with this answer, and then he tried to take another step forward.
"This war may be so long as to have no end, but..."
"..."
As he spoke, he stretched out his palm, as if to pat Han Su on the shoulder.
But in the end, the hand didn't reach out; instead, it gently patted his own shoulder.
That strange feeling made Han Su feel as if he had been patted on the shoulder, and he heard him say softly:
"However, we can choose to believe in ourselves."
"..."
As soon as he finished speaking, the ticking sound from the box in his hand suddenly disappeared, and the frozen abyss around him suddenly began to flow again.
Han Su felt the blurry figure instantly swallowed by the abyss. Then, the nightmare horse that had been staring at him intently from not far away suddenly rushed over, grabbed his collar, and threw him back into reality.
"call!"
Han Su suddenly sat up, his expression never before so strange.
Perhaps it was because of that last question that the fear in my heart faded, and instead, I felt an unexpected sense of relaxation and reflection.
That person, the "lie" he told...
"what happened?"
Beside him, Miss Ai's voice rang out with concern: "Mr. Butcher, perhaps, this baptism..."
“Miss Ai, I think I know what the final step is to complete this baptism…”
Han Su turned to look at her and said slowly, "We were going in the wrong direction before. Your theory was correct, but because of the lack of data, you also overlooked some things."
"Those nobles, they first undergo baptism, and then step by step, they ascend to a higher level of life. This seems like a very reasonable theory, but all of this is based on the fact that they do not understand the true meaning of baptism."
“But we are different; we have learned about true baptism.”
"No stairs are needed, no steps are required, and there's not even a so-called abyss coordinate!"
"..."
He struggled to organize his thoughts, trying to make Miss Ai's mechanical mind understand the message he was conveying: "Only when one is fully prepared can one receive a true baptism..."
"Of course, from this perspective, our previous approach was exactly correct, as it allowed us to utilize the coordinates left in the abyss to gain the ability to do things more conveniently."
Miss Ai hesitated for a moment, but Li Manman took the initiative: "You mean..."
"In the abyss, for me there are no steps, only a throne."
Han Su gave the answer directly, and then said, "My problem is that I haven't reached the maximum number of divisions of the golden cells yet."
"Therefore, the most important thing right now is to take stock of our finds, to see which nobles we've hunted from different timelines have knightly lineages, and which are still outside our haul..."
"In that case..."
I could clearly hear Miss Ai's voice lighten: "It's a coincidence, Dr. Rong Qiyue just sent me an email."
"He has already analyzed the atavistic substances in the bloodlines of these noble descendants."
"We can begin screening and comparison."
(End of this chapter)