: Only Today Do I Realize Who I Am

In the future, on October 12th, 3179...

Qiao Yuan saw those towering, tentacle-like black towers act as a medium, causing their owners to travel in droves into the imprisoned black hole, where they devoured the last remnants of the fingernails, giving birth to twelve Night Messengers and two Night Priests.

Meanwhile, in the distant double helix of the starry sea, the presence of the Mother of Night finally wafted...

Those who became messengers of the night possessed even greater power over the night. A small number chose to leave, while the majority went to the deep space, responding to the whispered call of the Mother of Night.

Qiao Yuan gradually understood, but did not follow suit; he was satisfied with this future.

Safe, reliable, and entirely beneficial.

Two years left, I feel at ease.

Essentially, this is the remnant territory of the Mother of Night, a small branch stronghold of the vast Church of Night, where the Night Messenger and Night Priest were born at the very end.

He quickly returned to reality.

Four timelines a day may seem like a lot, but he used up three of them in the blink of an eye.

That's still too little.

Currently, one needs to advance to the first-tier awakening stage to increase the number of attempts, which is still quite a long way off.

Qiao Yuan can now confirm at least three key factors. First, although the cultists here cannot be sensed, they are all heinous criminals in the outside world, and each of them constantly exchanges entry opportunities by creating disasters.

Even if the star points on the tentacles completely disappear, as long as they cause disaster again, they will be detected by the mask and can enter directly, gaining new star points of the corresponding number of times.

In addition to the addition of new star spots, the growth rate of the whiskers will also accelerate.

Because he is wearing a mask himself, he can sense that the mask wants him to create disaster and offer his loyalty to the Mother of Night!

In other words, the mask itself is the most malevolent thing, constantly influencing the wearer's will.

It seems that Caesar created the Last Day as a pledge of allegiance, which earned him a lot of star points!

It currently shows four times, but it may have originally shown five or even six times.

However, Caesar had already visited once or twice.

Secondly, only by cultivating his black tentacles into a black tower can he enter the black hole and obtain more power of the night.

This is equivalent to saying that the cultists in these black towers are all heinous super criminals!

Each of them has inevitably caused countless disasters and deserves to die.

Qiao Yuan suddenly felt a surge of excitement. If he could uncover their clues, wouldn't it be similar to the Caesar case and the Lin Xuan case, allowing him to break through in the Pioneer Sequence?

He subconsciously looked again, but to his dismay, these cultists were all dressed in distinctive black robes and masks, and he couldn't tell who was who, what their names were, or what their rank of ascension was...

Although there are hundreds of tentacles and nearly a hundred cultists here, not all of them are here at this time.

Currently, there are only about twenty of them that we can see.

Qiao Yuan fell into deep thought.

Yes, we can use the relics they trade, or whispers, as anchor points!

The only limitation is that he has already entered once, and leaving will consume one star point, leaving him with only three more entry attempts.

Each time you can see clues from four different cultists, and you can accumulate twelve breakthroughs. Although it's not a lot, it's still pretty satisfying.

I wonder if I can get him to [Break Limit] in the first-tier pioneer sequence.

It will take four attempts to reach [Domineering], and with [Awakening] to follow, the number of attempts will likely double.

Overall, it's pretty good.

However, he felt he couldn't just focus on such petty gains.

This place is a holy site for other cultists to exchange for Night Fragments and become higher-level Night Believers, but for him, it is a perfect opportunity to exploit a bug that allows him to infinitely farm breakthroughs!

These cult members are like Caesar, super-criminals, and are basically the villain's stronghold.

It's certainly satisfying to reach the breakthrough level four times and complete twelve breakthroughs, but what happens after that?

He would need to create a disaster to gain entry points, which is something he simply cannot do.

Simply put, after three more attempts, he will never be able to come here again.

This won't do, this is too much of a loss!

Have to think of a way.

Qiao Yuan pondered for a while, but couldn't come up with a solution yet. However, he could use the one timeline attempt he had left today. If he didn't use it, he would still have one less attempt if he came back tomorrow, which would be even more of a loss.

He remembered that when he had just foreseen the future, there was a man in black robes near the Black Tower, whispering to the tentacled creature about the disaster he had created for the Mother of Night...

It's him!

There's no rush. Based on my memory, the other party will appear in thirteen minutes.

Qiao Yuan first went to his own whiskers. It has to be said that Caesar had just acquired them and they were already close to ten meters long. It must be the reward from the Last Day.

He had just counted that there were only sixteen that were longer than ten meters but shorter than twenty meters.

Only ten of them are over twenty meters long.

With a gloomy expression, he stuffed two bottles of high-grade physique potions, worth 150,000 to 160,000, into the gaping black mouth on his whiskers.

In an instant, the whiskers began to wriggle, seemingly growing a few centimeters taller, though very slightly.

At the same time, it spat out a jet-black, shiny stone from its whisker mouth, only the size of a quail egg.

Even small ones are cute.

Through the mask's perspective, he learned that it contained a trace of the power of the night, but in reality, it should only be the essence of a tiny fragment of skin from this huge, broken piece.

The nutrients remaining on the dandruff are minimal, even less than those in blood and hair.

Even so, it is still of great value to these ordinary ascendants.

This Night Stone is similar to an energy crystal and can be used to cultivate the Eternal Night Technique.

According to the book I just read, the Eternal Night Technique is divided into twelve levels. It can put the enemy into absolute darkness, block their five senses, and sever all connections with the outside world. The degree of isolation increases with each level.

It is an extremely domineering forbidden technique.

The Night Breathing Technique is simple; just breathe in and out at night. It can greatly enhance your perception and stealth at night.

As the number of floors increases, the perception becomes more and more powerful, like a radar scan, easily detecting the movements around and behind, even hostility, being targeted by guns, and all other changes.

At the same time, one's pace and presence will gradually decline, making it difficult for others to notice or recognize them.

Like blending into the night!

He had only glanced at it once before, and only began cultivating now that he had obtained the Night Stone.

There are still some difficulties, but the training here is seamless and progresses rapidly.

The Night Breathing Technique is similar to the Azure Sea Force, both belonging to the category of mental cultivation methods. It has a total of thirty-three levels, and each level increases the range of perception and concealment under the cover of darkness. The current range of the first level is ten meters in diameter.

Normal breathing at night is fine, but the progress is slow. You can use Night Stone to speed it up, but the demand is huge, which is a bit wasteful.

He slurred for ten minutes, and the progress was displayed on the Eternal Daluo panel in front of him.

[Night Breathing Technique, Level 1: 0.05%]

The clear and concise panel is excellent; currently, in addition to the Night Breathing Technique, all other techniques are also displayed.

[Identity: Eternal Great Luo.]

[Ascension: First-Order Destiny Pioneer [Lone Wolf]]

[Canghai Jin: Thirty-sixth level.]

[Spirit Crane Scattered Hands: Second Level.]

[Forbidden Technique: Eternal Night - Level 1]

Actually, this panel has always been there, but he only had two abilities before, which he could remember, until now that he has more abilities.

At the current rate, one hour of practice will increase your skill by 0.3%, and ten hours of continuous practice each day will increase it by 3%. You can get promoted after one month of practice.

But that would require a month without sleep...

Ugh, it's military training again. School officially starts in September, so we'll only get about four or five hours of training every evening after dark.

If you calculate it that way, it will take two or even three months. After we buy a computer, we'll need to play games with the baby, and he'll also need to practice the Canghai Jin skill. It's impossible for him to spend all his free time practicing this every day; he'll be like a machine.

and so……

Qiao Yuan glanced at the Black Night Stone in his hand; he still needed it to accelerate his progress.

Then you can only keep spending money to buy medicine and then come here to trade for the corresponding Night Stone.

That's easy. He has plenty of money right now, but he needs to snowball it a few more times.

Once I have a few million or tens of millions, I'll buy a bunch of high-level potions and trade them all at once.

In addition, Qiao Yuan made a new discovery: although he had learned the Night Breathing Technique and the Eternal Night Technique, due to the existence of the Eternal Great Luo rank, he had not formed a connection with the Mother of Night, nor was he affected by her.

It's like being purified!

At the same time, the Mother of Night cannot sense him!

He liked this very much because he neither wanted to be a cult member nor wanted to be noticed by Him.

Qiao Yuan gained a deeper understanding of the Eternal Great Luo status. Neither relics nor his power could affect him, and he could directly obtain supreme control.

"What is mine belongs to me, and what belongs to others also belongs to me. All things return to one, but I am unique."

"So this is the Eternal Great Luo..."

Only today do I realize who I am!

Even when he was face to face with the Mother of Night, she could not strip him of his power or influence him through techniques such as the Breath of Night.

Learn it, belong to it, and transcend everything.

Of course, the Mother of Night can kill him.

The time is almost up; there are only two minutes left before the black-robed man who foresaw the future appears.

He quickly activated his jetpack and flew away.

There were quite a few cultists carrying jetpacks in this area, and they were all very skilled at it. The atmosphere among them was also quite good, and there were no incidents of fighting or killing each other.

Time ticks by.

He returned to the vicinity of the tower and watched as a black-robed figure appeared from the void.

The other party approached its own tentacles with utmost reverence and placed its hand on them.

Qiao Yuan quickly identified the anchor point and arrived five minutes later. He followed the man in black robes out of the wreckage area. The view was dim, and black spots were scattered on the gray walls, like some hidden base.

There were many bottles and jars piled up all around, each containing a man's or woman's head that had been preserved in a special light blue formaldehyde...

There were also a lot of human heads hanging from the ceiling...

Qiao Yuan watched as they breathed rapidly; indeed, these beasts were more and more depraved than the last.

He frowned and followed the man who had removed his mask through two biometric security doors, gradually arriving at the outside area with a living room and balcony.

The morning sunlight shone on the man's incredibly ugly face, making him look like a goblin.

He immediately looked out the window and saw a magnificent Gothic Big Ben floating in the distance.

Qiao Yuan observed it carefully and gradually discovered that it was exactly the same as Big Ben in ancient London.

But it was taller and larger, and the color changed to white. The surface relief also boldly used materials such as white marble and white pearls, making it extremely luxurious.

"Is this the new London Sky City?"

After flying off the balcony, Qiao Yuan gradually became certain of his situation by observing the GG signs and official buildings around him.

This is the neighboring city of Silvermoon, but it is far away, more than 500 kilometers away.

The cult members' home was a large, single-level penthouse with a sky garden, located on the 320th floor of the New Thames Tower, next to a bustling central CBD.

There are some fish-scale-shaped clouds above, which should be more than 5,000 meters high, but not too low.

According to weather-related knowledge, fish-scale cloud formations are at least around 6,000 meters high.

Even on the screen below the Reims Opera House across from the New Thames, the Ember Bureau is still hunting down this "goblin".

The appearances are quite different; the person in the wanted poster has many scars on his face and is one-eyed, making him so ugly it's physically uncomfortable.

She seems to have had plastic surgery. Although she is still ugly, the four scars are gone, and a mechanical prosthetic eye has been implanted in her blind left eye.

These beasts are really audacious!

[Having learned the whereabouts of head collector Paul Lewis, I have gained absolute control and accelerated the digestion of the Pioneer Potion. I am only three steps away from advancing to the first tier of the Celestial Pioneer [Overbearing]]

Seeing the message pop up in front of him, Qiao Yuan finally felt a bit relieved; it was so easy.

He carefully walked around Paul's house and the surrounding area twice and discovered that Paul had a girlfriend and seemed to be going on a date near Big Ben today...

Half an hour later, Qiao Yuan returned to the wreckage area, in the New London district. It was already 7:45, time to leave, as military training started at 8:00.

It's not time to ask for leave yet.

He had absorbed that piece of Black Night Stone and used it to train the Eternal Night Technique to the first level.

Keeping it would only allow you to practice the Night Breathing Technique, but the progress is too slow, so it's unnecessary.

At that moment, a fierce argument broke out not far away. One of the men in black robes had his Night Stone stolen and was desperately trying to stop it, while the other was trying to quickly remove his mask and leave the place.

Qiao Yuan turned his head and saw that the black-robed man whose Black Night Stone had been stolen was violently blown away by a gust of wind. The wind was quite powerful, most likely a storm sequence, and he was estimated to have the strength of a third-order sublimation.

It seems there are still many dangers here... It's a dog-eat-dog world, and you could be targeted by someone if you're not careful.

But the next moment, his eyes narrowed, and he was shocked to find that the black-robed man who had removed his mask had not disappeared. Instead, he was suddenly stabbed through the abdomen by the black tentacles belonging to the other party! Blood spurted out.

The man in black robes screamed in agony, crying out, "No... I was wrong, Mother of Night, please forgive me, I will never do it again."

The black-robed, masked figures all around watched silently as the other person's life essence was finally drained by the tentacles, turning into a limp, dried-up corpse.

The remaining black-robed figures were all chanting the words of the Mother of Night, showing even greater devotion and reverence.

The black-robed man, in particular, whose Night Stone had been stolen, knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Tentacles with worship: "Great Mother of Night, thank you for your protection. I will offer even more."

Qiao Yuan gradually withdrew his gaze thoughtfully. No wonder everyone was behaving themselves; it was a good rule. Otherwise, such a group of villains would have already killed each other long ago.

As long as it's good for him, that's fine.

He took off his mask and put on the books, and the world changed as a result, and he returned to his bedroom.

I just saw many people in black robes take off their masks, but I couldn't see their faces. They left the wreckage area the moment they took them off.

It's great, he likes it very much.

At 7:47, Qiao Yuan put away the black mask and books, got up and went outside. Looking at Bao Bao, who was about to leave, he called out, "I feel okay, I can go. Did you ask them for me?"

Yan Baobao turned her head and said, "Yeah, let's go. It won't conflict with anything, and it'll even impress the instructor."

"Haha, that's right." Qiao Yuan chuckled, scratching his head, and quickly went to the sink to squeeze toothpaste: "Wait for my baby, I'll be done in five minutes."

"Okay, no rush."

Yan Baobao is wearing light blue tight high-waisted jeans today, which makes her butt look very perky.

Her fair, radiant skin, accentuated by her long pink hair, made her look like a doll. She stood there like a superstar, always the center of attention.

After washing up, Qiao Yuan took two heated beef sandwiches, changed into new white basketball shoes, and went out.

He looked at the baby carrying a heavy pink backpack filled with his mecha suit and chuckled instinctively, "You're not skipping military training again today, are you?"

"Yeah," Yan Baobao grinned, "I've already talked to the school. The bureau is busy lately, and we'll still have classes after the official start of the semester next month. These ten days are a good time to get familiar with things, since I've already been officially promoted."

"That's right, you've already been promoted to a full-time position," Qiao Yuan almost forgot about it.

"It's finally raining...what a pity..."

As they left Jiangnan Building, Qiao Yuan looked in the direction Bao Bao pointed and found that the area on the elevated road between Jiangnan Building and Galaxy University, a hundred meters apart, was already damp.

Unfortunately, the rain didn't fall on their heads, but on their feet.

This is the rain that was finally produced by the mackerel clouds yesterday, falling from an altitude of 6,000 meters.

This place is just above 6,000 meters.

Actually, this had happened before outside the city, but it was rare, since it was only two kilometers away.

Qiao Yuan laughed and said, "It's good that it hasn't rained lately. We're in military training, otherwise I guess I'd have to keep running and training in the rain."

Yan Baobao blinked: "Ah, it seems like Qiao Yuan has grown a little taller?"

"Is there?"

"Yes, it's probably related to the gene enhancement fluid you used yesterday," Yan Baobao said with a sweet smile.

"Yeah, I guess so," Qiao Yuan continued, "and the baby looks better and better too."

Yan Baobao smiled even sweeter, her cheeks slightly flushed, and as usual, she saw him off to the east gate: "Goodbye, Yuan. Remember to eat well at noon. See you tonight."

"See you tonight, baby," Qiao Yuan said, waving goodbye.

He then verified his identity and entered the east gate of Galaxy University, which was shrouded in an antimatter energy barrier.

It's the same playground area as yesterday.

He was still thinking about what had just happened. Although he had easily obtained clues about Paul in the wreckage area, it was a pity that Paul was far away in the New London Floating City.

I wonder if there are any in the third main city.

It would be best if he were also a cult member of the Church of the Night, because what he cares about most is to keep going to the wreckage area. At present, it is a bit troublesome, because once he goes there three more times, he will never be able to go again.

There's no hope of finding a needle in a haystack with him; we can only pin our hopes on Yan Baobao.

Before he knew it, Qiao Yuan had arrived at the playground.

Today's military training program was relatively simple, consisting of push-ups. However, the one-finger push-up, where one finger supports the entire body weight, was child's play for the trainees and posed no problem.

Instructor Zhou demonstrated the exercise and emphasized, "Single-finger push-ups shouldn't be too difficult for you. The goal this time is to maintain consistency and stability. You need to wear bio-bracelets to monitor your average number of push-ups per minute and the duration of the exercise."

"Those who need water, haven't eaten enough, or need to use the restroom, hurry up now. We'll officially begin in fifteen minutes."

Qiao Yuan listened with great interest, but Charlie remained silent and immediately put on the bracelet to start doing one-finger push-ups.

Hu Tu muttered to himself, "Looks like we'll be doing this all morning? How are we supposed to drink water? What if we need to go to the bathroom? This is too difficult."

"Isn't this a good way to lose weight?" Qiao Yuan said with a smile.

"Yes, yes, I need to lose weight!" Hu Tu suddenly became full of energy: "I just went to the bathroom, I'm starting too, wanna join me?"

Qiao Yuan nodded: "They're here."

Before we knew it, it was noon, and many students were still continuing their studies, not in a hurry to go to lunch.

Charlie, in particular, seemed to benefit from yesterday's defeat. Today, his opponent was working very hard and didn't provoke him again.

Hu Tu was starving, so he stopped and dragged him to the cafeteria for a meal.

Qiao Yuan was somewhat amused and exasperated, but fortunately, he wasn't particularly interested in extending the time.

[Beep beep, baby's calling.]

Qiao Yuan answered the phone in the cafeteria, listening to Yan Baobao's slightly hesitant words.

"I asked around for you. There are indeed two unsolved cases at the Tiandu branch, but they both involve cult members. Let's just forget about them; they're too dangerous for you."

"Cultists? What kind of cult cult cultists?" Qiao Yuan immediately perked up.