Chapter 846: Chapter 846
After the personal experiences over this period and the information gathered from Ma Jianguo and others, he understood very clearly.
In this world, all Special Abilities do not originate from thin air but can often be traced back to some grand and mysterious existence.
The Spiritual Link he created with them is essentially competing with that mysterious existence for "spiritual nourishment."
In other words, it’s like snatching meat from someone else’s bowl, the difficulty of which is imaginable.
Of course, Wen Xin was an exception.
Deep in her subconscious, her trust in him seemed to have already surpassed the entity that granted her abilities.
Because of this, she responded to his call in a coma, breaking free from the dark icy plain imprisoning her soul.
Strictly speaking, Wen Xin is his first "Believer" in the true sense.
Fang Cheng gazed at the unique Star closest to the sun, the brightest in the dome, silently feeling Wen Xin’s state at that moment.
In the bright and clean classroom, the girl was listening attentively to the lecture.
Suddenly, her pen paused, sensing something, she looked up towards the window, a hint of confusion flashed in her amber eyes.
Fang Cheng smiled slightly, gently severed the link, not disturbing her.
Then he turned his gaze to two other relatively bright Stars nearby.
"Xu Hao, Xiao Shuai."
These two can be said to be the most solidly linked individuals with him apart from Wen Xin.
Xiao Shuai was originally an ordinary person; through his continuous guidance, he has become a fervent Believer of his.
As for Xu Hao, he is not a true power user, only his body was transformed and Enhanced through experimental means.
Because he wasn’t too constrained by "sources," he managed to establish a Spiritual Link with him through the Cultivation of the "Great Sun Burning Body Technique."
Seeing these two bright Stars, Fang Cheng’s emotions stirred as he went back to the description of the Spiritual Resonance ability on the panel.
[Descent of Will: You can forcibly drag the consciousness of multiple linked targets into your "Inner World"...]
The specific effects of this ability need to be tested through practice.
However, Fang Cheng did not choose Xu Hao and Xiao Shuai for the time being.
These two precious "Little Bai" have other arrangements.
Fang Cheng casually picked two seemingly ordinary targets among the hundreds of nodes in the Sun Heart Net.
They were passersby who watched him fight with Luo Lie outside the Noah Building that night in the rain.
With this intention confirmed, he sat upright on the throne, lips parting slightly, uttering two words:
As soon as the words fell, as if a decree had taken effect in the palace.
With a buzzing sound, two soft white beams of light suddenly appeared on the center of the golden hall’s floor.
Countless light points gathered, twisted, and stretched within, finally condensing into two human shapes, and the glow dispersed accordingly.
"What the hell! Network down? What kind of ghost place is this?"
A slightly chubby young man wearing a vest and shorts was grabbing his hair, his face full of confusion and irritation.
"I was one kill away from a pentakill! Who the hell pulled my network cable!"
His name was Zhang Wei, a typical internet-addicted homebody, who was dominating the game moments ago and now suddenly found himself here.
"Is this... the world after death?"
Another middle-aged man in a suit and tie, wearing glasses, adjusted his frame in an attempt to maintain composure while surveying the surroundings, though unable to hide the shock in his eyes.
"I remember... I was just in a meeting with the staff, discussing the next quarter’s KPI..."
His name was Li Ming, an ordinary sales manager, whose worldview was now under intense impact.
The two of them looked at the majestic and solemn palace scene around them, then looked blankly at each other a few meters apart.
Only to find that each other’s faces were shrouded in a layer of gray mist, indistinguishable.
This added to the eerie and mysterious nature of the place.
Just when they were unsure and doubtful, a grand yet gentle voice echoed, seemingly resonating directly within their souls:
"Do not be alarmed, wandering lambs."
The two of them looked up in amazement, following the sound.
At the end of the hall, atop high steps, stood a throne cast entirely of pure gold.
On the throne sat a human-shaped light figure that could not be directly looked at.
It emanated a brilliance as radiant as the sun, illuminating the entire grand palace splendidly.
This light seemed to possess life, and with every breath-like fluctuation of brightness and dimness, their souls felt a nameless tremor.
Zhang Wei’s anxiety vanished instantly, replaced by a deep-seated awe, as he stammered:
"Who... who are you? An Immortal?"
Li Ming was slightly calmer than him, though his voice also trembled:
"Living and dying are merely part of the cycle."
The light figure on the throne did not directly answer, the voice ethereal and philosophical:
"I have sensed the Devotion within your hearts, and thus have drawn you here in dreamscape, to sow the seeds of divine grace."
Dreamscape? Devotion?
The two were taken aback, as they were both staunch materialists, and rarely even visited temples, let alone having Devotion.
"We... don’t really believe in gods..."
Li Ming worded cautiously, afraid of offending this seemingly "divine" presence.
The light figure let out a barely audible chuckle, the laughter rippling through the air like tangible waves.
"Faith is not spoken but hidden in the heart."
"That night, with torrential rain, while the world was trapped in fear, you stayed in the rain and witnessed the moment darkness was dispelled by light."