The Door Opens

Chapter 155 The Door Opens

Suddenly, a subtle, rising pull began to lift the three fortified ships higher and higher.

The suction was strange, barely enough to make the stern of the boat touch it slightly.

From its initial faint beginnings, the suction gradually increased, and within just a few seconds, it became like the irresistible pull of Naraku, drawing people into a downward spiral.

If you don't pay attention when dealing with people from the start, you're likely to suffer a great loss later.

After figuring out the rate of increase, He Feng did a quick mental calculation.

At first gear, the fortress's speed had already reached a standstill with the fortress's after only half a minute.

The fortress has four gears, and you need to let the engine heat up slowly before you can shift to the next gear.

However, that only applies to other ordinary fortresses.

For the Azure, the Phantom Engine allows the Azure to suddenly accelerate to third gear when stationary, and to accelerate to fourth gear when in motion.

Simply put, He Feng only had one and a half minutes to prepare.

"Brother He Feng, Lord Zhang will use his special ability to unlock the lock hidden in the black mist in front of us later. Once it appears, you can then channel your spiritual power into it."

In the communication network, Li Chenfeng spoke eloquently, explaining to Chao Hefeng.

He jumped onto the Haishan and saw that the leader of the Haishan, Zhang Qizheng, was extremely close to the black mist.

The thick, solid black fog resembled a surging city wall, completely blocking out the light, its churning motion attempting to utterly isolate the space inside and out.

The fog formed a barrier that pierced the sky, and looking up, all one could see was an endless horizon, a height that no human aircraft could reach.

Moreover, the visual impact makes it seem like this thing could probably reach into space.

At this moment, his eyes were fixed intently on the black mist, his hands seemingly rummaging through the black fog, searching for the lock they were so eager to find.

He Feng couldn't help but gain a new understanding of mental evolutionists.

"How did you even find this lock? Finding an entrance in such a dense array of weapons is practically impossible."

Driven by curiosity, He Feng took the initiative to strike up a conversation with Li Chenguang.

The old man spoke in a drawn-out tone, quite smugly: "Ordinary mental-type evolutionists can't do this, but it's no problem for my worthy brother."

"You may not know that mental evolutionists do not actually influence a person's mind; on the contrary, they have absolutely no connection to that person's thinking."

"Mental evolutionists generally perceive information disturbances in their surroundings, such as the direction of the wind, which is information generated by the environment. Mental evolutionists do not need to know the wind direction through physical senses; they only need to capture this information and then, through their own will, they are more likely to change the environment through the information. This is what my brother is doing."

He Fengguang was on the other end of the communication network, so he could roughly guess what the old man looked like.

"Different evolved beings have different specializations. For example, some can predict the future based on current information, or they can flood the enemy's brain with a powerful flow of information, creating an invisible and intangible 'brain-burning' attack."

He Feng: "Senior Li is truly knowledgeable and insightful, which has broadened the horizons of us juniors today."

On the other side, Li Chenguang smiled smugly: "Teaching the younger generation is what we old folks should do."

After learning that He Feng was a complete novice when it came to mental abilities, the man's eyes darted around and a hint of malice crept into his mind.

He continued.

"It seems Brother He Feng's knowledge of psychic abilities is still rather limited. Well then, let me teach you a thing or two. You can try using the flow of information within your mind as an attack method; it's definitely more effective than shouting 'kill!'"

"So it can be done this way?" He Feng's voice was clearly surprised. "I am grateful for your kind teachings, Senior Li."

"No, no, Brother He Feng, feel free to give it a try when dealing with these monsters later."

Meanwhile, He Qizheng, who was battling the black mist, finally found the location of the door lock.

With a push of his hands, he forcefully opened a gap in the black mist before him, penetrating it three-tenths of the way through the mist.

At the gaping hole, an ancient lock exuding a dark and sinister aura lay there, its style similar to the love locks He Feng had seen before. It was bound there by chains formed from black mist, like a doorway.

It is currently located between the Azure and Seamount.

"Found it! Found it!"

Despite the mental and physical strain involved, Zhang Qizheng's face was ashen, perhaps due to excessive indulgence or the exertion of his actions.

He gritted his teeth and shouted angrily.

"Brother He Feng, hurry up! There's only one minute left. The fog will be rising up in front of us. If we fail, all our efforts will be in vain."

He Feng was already on high alert at the edge of the black fog, waiting for Zhang Qizheng to finish his dawdling search for work.

With the support of Sanqi's spiritual power, he was able to pinpoint the location of the giant lock with just a glance, so he stood at the closest point and waited patiently.

The density of the black fog is also a kind of information. By simply focusing on the direction of the fog's flow, one can see an extremely gloomy spot!

But who knew that Zhang Qizheng was just some nobody, and it took him half a minute to find him.

And it looks like he's really exhausted himself; it must have been tough on him.

With a single step, He Feng found himself facing the black lock. He only needed to take about five more steps before his entire body would be enveloped in black mist.

The closer you get, the more immense the force of attraction becomes, as if it wants to crush everything.

To ensure safety, He Feng was bound with an iron chain. He gently released the chain and moved forward, his entire body disappearing into the surging black mist.

"The distance is about right." He Feng thought to himself, then silently activated his "Baptism" ability.

Suddenly, the countless tangled, waving lines of the locked door were revealed before him.

"These lines are too messy, they're even messier than the balls my grandma's cat plays with." He Feng tried to delve into them with his mental energy, but he was overwhelmed by the dense and chaotic lines and didn't know where to start.

"Those two probably thought that unlocking this lock would be about as difficult as finding this black lock themselves."

"Can a human being untangle a knot that's nowhere in the world in just one minute?"

He Feng was somewhat tense at this moment.

Red, white, green, black—lines of familiar and unfamiliar colors—are all intertwined and interwoven.

Even bomb disposal experts would fail here!

"Never mind." He Feng held his breath, and with a thought, he summoned the intelligence panel.

[Refresh the intelligence. You have two more chances. Select intelligence 1. Confirm?]

"Intelligence updated." He Feng thought anxiously, flipping his watch and glancing at the second hand.

45 seconds left.

Is there any bias in intelligence reporting? Selecting the bias option requires one refresh point.

"How am I supposed to solve this thing in front of me?!"

[Intelligence fit rate is 30%, which is low. Refresh points will not be returned if the intelligence fails.]

Do you think I have any other choice?

[Intelligence being fitted]

【——】

[Fit - Fit Successful]

He Feng breathed a long sigh of relief.

[Intelligence 1: The Dark Lock of the Black Abyss Sea, the Shackles of the Lost Sea, is stained with too much resentment and memories, and is not easy to break through from the location of the lock.]

Method 1: Use the Baptism ability to untangle the knots on the Dark Lock. Try to untie the thousands of knots, and the lock will break by itself.

Method Two: Perhaps the real answer isn't on the question itself. Let the matter move; movement might be another way to find a solution!

He Feng read through all the solutions in their entirety.

The first method is the old-fashioned approach he's currently using, which is quite reliable, but what can he possibly accomplish in such a short time?

I skipped that and chose the second option.

"Motion, the motion of matter? What can this be used for?" He Feng looked away with suspicion, focusing his attention on the unremarkable iron chain.

I tried to use my baptismal powers to analyze the structure of the iron chains, but after several tens of seconds of focused concentration, I was just staring blankly.

The baptismal ability could not glean any information from the mist above; all it provided was the swirling fog.

It was unremarkable, no different from the surrounding fog.

In desperation, He Feng scratched his head in frustration, trying to find a solution in the last ten seconds or so.

The fact that black mist can form door locks and black ropes means that these two things have changed from low density to high density.

High-density things will spontaneously flow from high-density spaces to low-density spaces.

This is the phenomenon of matter diffusion, an absolute truth in every world.

In that case, he could use the concept of diffusion!

Since Zhang Qizheng could use his psychic abilities to dispel the fog, he could also understand it this way.

Using the principle of manipulating information entropy flow through psychic abilities, a vector is forcibly added to the door lock, which spontaneously transforms into fog!

Without hesitation, He Fengyi unleashed his full potential, pouring information onto the surface as if tilting it.

Gradually, the massive, immovable black lock began to tremble without warning.

Mist kept rising from above, breaking through the thick iron chains layer by layer as if boiling.

"Very good, this solution is correct." He Feng was suddenly overjoyed.

"Brother He Feng, are you still able to do it? I can't hold on much longer." Zhang Qizheng was now pushing himself to the limit, and he was completely exhausted.

"Wait a little longer," He Feng roared.

It's now a race against time. If we can't completely disarm the lock before it gets ahead, the whole plan will fail.

Unable to reach out and check the time, He Feng could only read it silently in his mind and try to break the Dark Lock as soon as possible.

At this moment, the enormous, dark lock was shrouded in a black mist, shrinking to only a quarter of its original size.

With a loud "boom".

Due to overuse of his superpowers, Zhang Qizheng suddenly collapsed to the ground, his face turning blue and foaming at the mouth, looking utterly helpless and dejected.

"Damn it!" Li Chenguang, watching from the ship, couldn't help but curse. "We failed again. The general location of the door lock is never fixed. Who knows how many years it will take to find the lock again!"

"Why couldn't you have cracked it sooner! What a useless piece of trash!"

Li Chenguang grew angrier the more he thought about it, so angry that his eyebrows and beard bristled.

However, now that the plan has completely failed, there's no need for him to give He Feng a friendly look.

What about those unreasonable deals with He Feng?

Huh? We're going to settle this score with them!

Once they've pretended to let them go, they'll follow closely behind!

When the enemy relaxes their guard, the two Tier 1 fortresses will mercilessly attack the Tier 2 fortress, and the scales of victory will naturally tip in their favor.

These scoundrels must pay the price for their arrogance!

Hot breaths, long and short, escaped from Li Chenguang's nostrils; he now seemed to have the temper to swallow He Feng whole.

My gaze shifted, and at this moment He Feng was still wasting his energy aimlessly at the hazy wall of mist.

Just one glance at him made him dizzy. Although he was somewhat amazed by He Feng's strong mental power, what difference was there between this and hitting a cow from across a mountain?

The Dark Lock has already disappeared into the black mist, perhaps long ago drifted away to who knows where.

"In the end, he's just an incompetent young man who lacks the courage to take responsibility for the consequences." At this moment, Li Chenguang's gaze towards He Feng was filled with deep contempt.

suddenly.

"Bang"

A hurricane suddenly burst open from the wall of fog in front of him, the air surged, undercurrents increased, and an incredibly terrifying wind pressure spread out in all directions.

Then, a huge, dark opening is revealed, arousing a deep-seated greed.

The opening that had been completely patched up is now completely broken open, and the black mist is gradually receding outwards from this large hole.

The incredibly vivid black mist, coming from all directions, left a completely aloof entrance, welcoming their arrival with open arms.

"The door—the door is open?" Li Chenguang stared at what was in front of him, his mouth agape, speechless.

How did he manage to do this in such an unsolvable situation?

He couldn't help but swallow, feeling increasingly unable to understand this young man, He Feng.

However, it doesn't matter anymore.

Then Li Chenguang changed his tune, his anger vanishing and replaced by an incredibly amiable demeanor.

Then he began to feign concern and ask after me: "Brother He Feng, you've worked so hard. I was really worried about you just now. Unlocking the lock is a small matter, but your health is of utmost importance. I was really afraid that you would overwork yourself like this."

Although He Feng was tired, he didn't mind and retorted with a sarcastic remark.

"Senior, you should worry more about yourself. I'm fine. You'll definitely be leaving me soon, so thank you for your concern."

Faintly, He Feng seemed to hear the sound of a fist clenching and stretching.

After feeling nauseous, He Feng looked towards the new sea area that emerged from the black fog.

It seemed that as long as he was at the gap in this black mist, he could not feel any strange suction force, and his body felt much lighter.

This canyon is long, but not very wide; it can only accommodate a ship that is about the width of a bullet in a straight line.

Given that the Azure is only 150 meters wide, it is definitely sufficient for a short comparison.