Chapter 341: Chapter 235: Finding the Way Back
Chen Lun closed the booklet and was silent for a long ti.
He gazed at the campfire beside him, sowhat distracted, the orange glow reflecting in his eyes.
“Philip…”
Chen Lun whispered the na to himself.
He had never t Philip, yet he had received help from him nurous tis. One could say that if it were not for that diary, he might have died in the prison of the Red Apple Church long ago.
“If possible, perhaps we really could have beco friends, Philip.”
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Chen Lun mused aloud.
From fragnted pieces of information, he had been able to form a rough “sketch” of Philip, a person who disliked following the beaten path, whose life was filled with dark humor and a cynical detachnt from the world.
At the sa ti, he was a “Lucky” man of misfortune.
Guided by a mysterious and powerful ntor, he embarked on a path to the supernatural, fell in love with the Cat God Maggie, explored the ultimate mysteries of the world… It all seed like the template for a protagonist’s life.
But in the end, he appeared to be unable to escape the control of Destiny.
Although such a person might not seem reliable, as a friend, one would surely be infected by his cheerful disposition.
No one likes to be around a gloomy person all the ti.
“Indeed, as you said, there are so regrets…”
Chen Lun sighed emotionally.
He looked at the booklet in his hands, which was probably Philip’s last ssage.
Otherwise, it wouldn’t have been left with Arno to pass on to himself. After all, this was the Immortal Realm’s final destination, the place he would have eventually reached if he had followed his original exploration plan.
It was only because of Howard’s sudden actions, leading to unforeseen changes and an accident, that he arrived here ahead of ti.
However, Chen Lun had not yet found all the other cabins in the Immortal Realm, missing many of Philip’s ssages and thus creating gaps in the information, which made the content of the booklet sowhat enigmatic to him.
At the very least, however, he had learned a few things.
First, he was now certain that he needed to advance to High Sequence, to challenge Destiny… to challenge Howard, kill him, and thus seize control of his own Destiny.
And this task could not be done by soone else.
‘No wonder… Maggie told She couldn’t help much… Perhaps, is this a kind of ritual? A ritual involving the High Sequence of the Path of Destiny?’
Secondly, Howard and Philip were once friends.
They both studied Supernatural Knowledge under a teacher nad “Klaff”… but this teacher seed nefarious, controlling both their Destinies.
Together, they attempted to challenge the teacher in order to break free from their Destinies…
‘But Howard is still alive! He has been the one orchestrating my Destiny all along… So does that an that Philip and him succeeded at the ti? No… Maggie said Philip failed.’
Chen Lun considered this contradiction and furrowed his brows.
‘Perhaps, it was Philip who failed, while Howard succeeded…’
His hand clutching the booklet tightened a bit.
‘Philip revealed information about that teacher in his ssage, suggesting He was once a God… What does that an? The God of Destiny? But how can ‘once was’ be the term used? Can a God regress in Sequence…? That’s not logical!’
Chen Lun felt like his mind was a jumbled ss, utterly confused.
An overwhelming amount of information scurried through his brain, unable to form a clear thread.
Beyond these pieces of information,
Chen Lun also took note of the details emphasized by Philip: “Deep Sea,” “Lady of Sighs,” “The Dark’s End,” “Dream Realm,” and “The Boundless Cobwebs”—these few points of information.
He wasn’t quite sure of the truth behind these bits of information just yet,
But with Philip’s reminders, Chen Lun beca sufficiently wary of the Supernatural Power associated with the Deep Sea Path.
‘The sense of unexplainable relief I felt after washing away the “Fisherman” Sub Occupation might also be related to this… In the future, I’ll try to record as few characteristics of Supernatural Creatures related to the Deep Sea as possible.’
Chen Lun thought to himself.
‘When the opportunity arises, I must also remove the “Abyss Touch” characteristic from my body, leaving no hidden dangers.’
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Beyond the ssage,
Philip had left behind his final gift in the booklet.
A piece of High Sequence Mysterious Substance from the Destiny Faction—it was an irregular flake the size of a finger, like a bookmark, tucked into the last page, its color indiscernible.
It was a color beyond human understanding, impossible to describe in words.
Chen Lun curiously placed it in his palm, contemplating montarily before finally naming this color “Destiny.”‘
‘Unlike Mid Sequence promotion, the Saint Ritual requires Supernatural Knowledge as a prerequisite, achieving the necessary Mystical Accumulation, and also uses the High Sequence Mysterious Substance of the respective Path…’
He carefully stored the High Sequence Destiny Substance, smiling lightly.
‘Philip really left with a great gift… Now when I advance to High Sequence, I won’t have to worry about the Mysterious Substance.’
Apart from this precious Mysterious Substance, Philip also left a set of experience notes on “Animal Mimicry.”
After reading it, Chen Lun could not enhance the Level of this Skill, but it broadened his horizons and inspired so ideas for Skill developnt.
After several hours of contemplation, Chen Lun suddenly had an epiphany.
‘Normal form.’
With a bit of expectation, he muttered to himself and once again employed the Transformation Technique.
Instantly, his skin was covered with a layer of pale armor, turning him into a white “monster.”
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