Chapter 1557: Chapter 1557

Chapter 1557: Chapter 1557: Conflict

He Ao indeed did great things in the Historical World, destroying the plans of the Divine Being and a God-pretending Evil Spirit, not merely ‘influencing’ the development of events, but ‘deciding’ their course.

This event also affected the blizzards across the entire northern region.

Even if no group formed in Rock City to worship him, the stories of his glorious deeds should still spread, across all northern city-states and kingdoms affected by the blizzard, and even reach the south.

Additionally, the tale of him killing the Stonemason should also be recounted in the surrounding areas.

This level of acclaim should be maintained for a few hundred years without issue.

However, the time distance between the Historical World and the present dungeon world is quite long.

Nine hundred years, passing through various wars, and coupled with He Ao having no new ‘Divine Miracles’ later on, nor any established organization, fading into obscurity is quite normal.

He Ao’s observations in the dungeon world are also ; he never went to Xiqilelan, doesn’t know if his legends were told there, but even Kela, the queen of Xiqilelan, did not leave much historical record, so He Ao is even less likely.

There is no record of He Ao’s deeds in the Federation’s history either.

Near Limen City, only the murals of the Andavi family remember the ‘Wizard’ who killed the Stonemason.

The wizard’s name, deeds, appearance, all are unknown, and no one knows this supposed ‘Wizard’ is actually He Ao.

He Ao himself never admitted to the title ‘Wizard’.

From this standpoint, this ‘Wizard’ can actually be separated from He Ao.

Moreover, the Stonemason incident, on the surface, actually has no link with the northern country’s blizzard, which counts as a second separation.

Thus, it indeed seems hidden within history.

Thinking this through,

He Ao gazed at the gray gemstone in his hand.

The ritual seems to have indeed been completed?

Was this the easiest ritual he’s ever finished?

Hmm, in truth, not exactly easy.

After all, destroying the plans of the backstage Divine Being was indeed a perilous life-and-death battle, just that all elements coincidentally aligned, fitting the Secret Wizard’s ritual.

The gentle gray gemstone, under bright sunlight, reflects a crystalline hue.

If this is true, he could now ascend directly?

Shaking his head, dispelling bold ideas from his mind.

If the Historical World is an illusion, not the true past of the dungeon world, ascending now might result in immediate explosion.

He at least must check in the dungeon world to determine if the ritual meets completion standards.

‘Secret Wizard’s’ ritual belongs to those lasting a long duration, without a fixed completion time.

It’s not like immediate rituals, whose effects gradually diminish over time after their completion.

As long as the ‘Secret Wizard’ ritual’s content remains ongoing, He Ao can autonomously decide the ‘promotion time’.

Delaying a bit might even enhance the effect; however, on a scale of nine hundred years, a few days’ delay makes little difference.

Even if the ritual has truly completed, he dare not ascend so directly.

Within him are not just the ‘Miracle Scholar’ talent sequences.

There’s also an Angel-tier ‘Super Memory’.

Originally, Super Memory was in the soul, Miracle Scholar in the body, with no conflict between the two.

However, after Super Memory ascended to Angel, as it began transforming the body, it conflicted with Miracle Scholar.

Now the two powers within him are tearing at each other, relying entirely on Super Memory’s High Positional Grade to suppress Miracle Scholar, temporarily maintaining peace.

Once Miracle Scholar ascends to Secret Wizard, Secret Wizard might permeate power into the soul as well.

Then even if he doesn’t explode, splitting into two Angel-tier monsters is expected.

Yet, from the perspective of Miracle Scholar, perhaps talent sequences entering the soul is normal for Angel-tier?

Beneath Angel, talent sequences merely nourish the soul, but Super Memory, seems to He Ao, is the only one that initially latched to the soul.

From Andaville’s expression, she shouldn’t have seen it either.

However, the unique nature displayed by Super Memory isn’t new, Andaville’s surprise only suggests its secret might not be at Angel-tier, but higher.

Yet, after this time, unknowingly, He Ao feels his ‘grasp’ on Super Memory seems to have strengthened.

Perhaps due to the Fountain of Youth event, causing some sort of destiny loop ‘effect’.

Previously in the dungeon world, at the Andavi family, following the ‘Wizard’ killing the Stonemason story as a clue, he found the Fountain of Youth step by step.

This time in the Historical World, relying on past experiences with the Fountain of Youth, he again found the historical Fountain, killing the Stonemason.

If Historical World is indeed the past of dungeon world, this back and forth appears to create some unique ‘destiny loop’.

And this loop seems to satisfy the mastery condition for Super Memory or ‘Memory Inheritor’, allowing him further grasp over this talent sequence.

Just like when he was an ‘Orator’, frequently delivering speeches increased his mastery.

Of course, if the Historical World isn’t real, it’s He Ao’s understanding of the ‘destiny loop’ that fostered growth.

Super Memory initially appeared harder to master than other talent sequences, though the power displayed is much stronger than ordinary talent sequences.

This time the progress jumped a bit much.

He Ao estimated it might be a short segment away before he fully masters Super Memory.

Now he can utilize power surpassing that of the destiny spinning wheel without invoking the mysterious force deep within the soul.

Perhaps he can, to some extent, more profoundly influence the memory and destiny of Angels.

Yes, provided he isn’t detected, and there’s no resistance from the other party.

Of course, what limits his ability isn’t just the mastery of Super Memory, but also his own ‘Reason’.

In a certain sense, ‘Reason’ serves as the Angel’s health bar, and due to the roughness during Angel ascension, his ‘Reason’ state is indeed somewhat troubling.

As Andaville said, he’s constantly on the brink of madness.

Currently, his situation is actually fairly good.

This experience in the Historical World, disregarding other aspects, considerably helped anchor his ‘humanity’, resulting in a noticeable tendency towards rationality in his mental state.

He’s gradually exploring stable ‘humanity’ experiences.

His ‘character’ being more ordinary yields better outcomes, being perceived as a mortal significantly enhances humanity.

Of course, this is an attribute influenced by multiple factors.

However, He Ao estimates that despite combining multiple factors, instead of previously needing three dungeon attempts to stabilize Reason, now just one thorough ‘mortal’ role-playing should completely secure Reason.

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Thinking of this, He Ao rubbed his cheeks.

Nevertheless, his enhancement in Reason seemed unable to solve the conflict between the two talent sequences.

If still to further ascend, without finding a harmonization method, the conflict within could potentially worsen.

The mutation and distortion between the two sequences are increasing with time, though He Ao can forcibly suppress them now, the future remains uncertain.

Is it truly impossible for a person to possess two Angel-tier talent sequences?

Judging by Andaville’s reaction, she shouldn’t have seen it.

Well, as a memory-deficient Evil Spirit, there’s likely much she doesn’t know.

Glints of orange-gray light flashed in He Ao’s pupils.

He gazed down at his own body.

Now at the Angel Tier, he had already fully mastered the power of the Eye of Truth. If he used the Historical Contract to amplify the Eye of Truth, combined with Deconstruction, and utilized the ‘Rejection’ of Super Memory, he might be able to directly strip the ‘Miracle Scholar’ out of his body.

But this was the worst-case scenario.

Doing so would inevitably lead to severe injuries that would be difficult to recover from and might also affect future promotions.

Most importantly, He Ao always felt that there should be a way for two Talent Sequences to coexist.

After all, before he was promoted to an Angel, the two Talent Sequences were able to coexist.

The ‘special’ aspect of Super Memory might be related to the coexistence of multiple sequences.

Hopefully, this isn’t just his wishful thinking.

But, it must be tried; he can’t give up easily until the last moment.

He Ao got up and stretched.

At this moment, a window suddenly popped up on his computer.

[Dean He, Director Li’s life signs have shown abnormal fluctuations.]

He Ao’s gaze slightly tightened.

Beidu Research Institute Rest Home

“These are the latest data,” a young nurse in a white coat handed the files to He Ao with tense fingers, “The previously stable heart rate has shown significant fluctuations. Director Li’s original heartbeat frequency was once or twice every ten minutes, but it suddenly beat three times within one minute just now.”

“What did the doctor say?” He Ao looked at the nurse beside him, scrutinizing the files, and asked quickly.

“The doctor said they also couldn’t judge if it’s good or bad,” the young nurse stammered while looking at He Ao, “After all, Director Li’s physical fitness is too special, quite different from that of ordinary Transcendents.”

“Okay,” He Ao noticed the nurse’s nervousness, flipping through the files, he slowed his tone, “Have many people come to visit Director Li lately?”

“Quite a few,” the nurse replied softly, “Many are his former comrades; there is even a visitor scheduled to arrive soon today.”

It seems that the method of chatting with familiar people is indeed useful.

He Ao asked casually while pondering, “Who is it?”

“I think it’s Minister Yang from the Field Department,” the nurse replied softly, “He’s been visiting frequently recently.”

Minister Yang is Yang De, He Ao’s former superior in the Field Department, and a long-time ‘old comrade’ of Li Cheng.

The nutritional canned food He Ao used for recovery was given to him by Yang De.

Since the Newland City-State incident, He Ao had been running around and hadn’t seen Yang De for a long time.

“Alright, thank you, you can go back to your work, I’ll go in and check on the director.” He Ao closed the files, looked at the nurse, and smiled.

“Okay.” The nurse nodded and stepped back to leave.

He Ao looked at the heavy iron door before him, reached out, and turned the handle.

What greeted his eyes was a simple ward, with Li Cheng in a hospital gown lying quietly, sleeping on the white hospital bed.

Various instruments were placed around the hospital bed, monitoring his vital signs.

He Ao closed the heavy metal door and walked over slowly.

A simple metal mesh enclosed the area around the hospital bed, and tiny electric currents flowed along it.

This was the electrical energy emanating from Li Cheng, isolated by these metal meshes and then conducted underground.

He Ao approached the bedside and gazed at the slumbering Li Cheng.

The surrounding instruments ticked intermittently, indicating the patient’s stable condition.

An orange-gray brilliance flashed in He Ao’s pupils.

In the field of view of the Eye of Truth, Li Cheng’s current body was almost entirely composed of Thunder.

His physical condition was fine and he should have awoken long ago.

But he had not awakened.

The problem likely lay within the soul.

He Ao used the Memory Inheritor to reset Li Cheng’s memory but could not find the cause of his coma.

He also couldn’t perform deeper operations on an angelic soul.

This ‘coma’ could only be broken by Li Cheng himself.

This was once the strongest existence in the Main World, and the research institute he created was also the ‘friendliest’ organization in the entire Main World.

He Ao knew from a young age that there were bad people in this world, as well as good people.

Many employees of the research institute tend to subconsciously believe that the world’s order and stability are innate; except for a few villains, most Transcendents are good.

However, in reality, the opposite might be true. He Ao had been to the Tia Empire, and although he and Moonlight were ‘allies’ now, Moonlight didn’t care much about the lives of ordinary people.

A world mired in chaos, nurturing various Evil God beliefs, ultimately required He Ao to clean up the World Tree mess, let alone that.

Even more than a decade ago, when Transcendent first appeared, Central Earth wasn’t as stable.

Lin Chichi’s father died in a disaster casually ’caused’ by several Transcendents.

He Ao had flipped through the history of the establishment of the research institute.

Actually, the entire process of establishing the research institute was neither peaceful nor kind; neither Li Cheng, Liu Zhengyun, nor Wu Ganglie were particularly merciful in their methods.

In the past, Central Earth had many scattered small organizations, but now there was only the research institute.

In fact, even within the research institute, many people considered Li Cheng ‘radical’.

They thought the order Li Cheng established, which was friendly to ordinary people, fundamentally harmed the interests of ‘powerful Transcendents’.

Of course, these people didn’t oppose He Ao; when He Ao took over the institute’s order, no one rose up.

But it would be impossible to say they had no opinions; according to Ye Yun, if they considered Li Cheng a ‘tyrant,’ then He Ao would be the ‘Butcher.’

People seemed to think He Ao slaughtered rivers of blood in the Western Lands, to the extent that the blood soaked into the floor and couldn’t be washed clean, to stabilize the order in the Western Lands.

On this matter, He Ao disagreed, considering it at most legitimate self-defense.

Of course, this inexplicable ‘reputation’ did indeed help stabilize the institute’s order during Li Cheng’s coma.

He Ao quietly watched Li Cheng on the hospital bed. If talking with familiar people indeed helped with Li Cheng’s awakening, since he was here, he might as well say something.

He Ao sat on the chair beside the hospital bed, looking at the figure lying there.

Many years ago, he was also sitting on such a small chair beside a hospital bed, looking at an elderly person on the bed.

At that time, his legs were still short, not reaching the ground when he sat on the chair.

“Director, I went to another world, a world covered in ice and snow…”

He spoke softly, his calm and gentle voice echoing in the silent ward.

Time ticked away, the sunlight shifted along the window frame, and He Ao’s words gradually ceased.

He recounted the contents of the report he had written, neither too long nor too short.

The figure on the bed continued to lie there, showing no reaction.

He Ao scratched his head.

The talk therapy, hmm, didn’t seem to be quite effective.