Even Yi Chen himself hadn’t expected that the final decryption would transform the Magic Cube into a brain structure.
Such a transformation was within the realm of reason, after all, the reason the ‘Madman’s Box’ ca to be was because a madman, during the advance to a Perfect Body, had unwittingly integrated the evolving process of his own brain into the Magic Cube.
Gazing at the biomass brain soaking in the Golden Box,
though it had a neural circuitry similar to humans, its overall shape was more spherical and its texture was sowhere between flesh and tal, painted in pitch black. This reminded Yi Chen of a science fiction movie he had seen in his lifeti – “Alien”.
This black biomass structure was very similar to the artistic style of the movie.
Just by looking at it one could feel the wisdom and power contained within the Madman Brain, and could even use the brain to perceive all things in the world.
The Principal standing at the door wasn’t angry about the ss in the star-thed room but similarly observed the Relic. “To make a breakthrough with a relic that resembles the brain of a madman, from the creation of the organization to its subsequent developnt to its end, you’re probably the only one.”
“After the breakthrough, I’ll co to learn Star Magic from you, Principal.”
“Still the sa advice, don’t rush, take it slowly… I personally suggest you wait a few days or even a week to do this.”
“Fine~ I’ve taken up too much of your ti, Principal. I’m leaving right now.”
As Yi Chen was putting the Golden Box into his backpack, a hand as soft as water gently landed on his shoulder. Although the touch was gentle, the palm conveyed a sense of coercion, releasing star particles.
“You think you can just leave after ssing up my place? Don’t you sll the putrid stink of decaying brains all over the room? You’re not leaving until you’ve cleaned up every last trace of that scent, so get to it.”
The Principal waved her hand, and a bucket and cloth flew into Yi Chen’s hands.
With no other choice, he scrubbed the floor tile by tile, taking it as a form of relaxation after completing the decryption work.
During Yi Chen’s cleaning,
Principal Desline opened the secret door to the star-thed room, revealing an ultra-luxurious starry sky bathroom. She needed to wash off the scents of streets and als that clung to her after a day out.
She soaked in the bathtub for a full two hours, washing away all of her troubles for the day.
Accustod to being alone, Desline didn’t bother to wrap herself in a towel when she stepped out of the bathroom. Wings slowly grew from her back as she flew toward the center of the star-thed room.
As she flew, sothing suddenly ca to mind, and she turned her head sharply towards Yi Chen, who was still cleaning the floor.
She had been about to say sothing, but seeing Yi Chen’s sweat-drenched, focused efforts, she swallowed her words back down.
The Principal enveloped her body with her folded wings, cradling a miniature celestial body in her arms, trying to enter a ditative state. However, with Yi Chen, this outsider, in the room, she couldn’t find the right mindset.
She pretended to ditate but was actually stealing glances at Yi Chen cleaning.
To her surprise, he was completely focused on scrubbing the floor, never casting a glance in her direction, not even showing a hint of curiosity.
After three hours had passed and the room was completely odor-free, Yi Chen stood up to dispose of the dirty water in the bucket, and that’s when sothing very strange happened.
The bucket, left about a ter behind him, was beyond his reach even when fully extended.
After a long period of cleaning, Yi Chen instinctively reached back with his right hand… and buzz! The bucket, as if responding to the motion, moved on its own accord and was firmly grasped.
This scene left both Yi Chen and the Principal stunned.
The Principal’s voice followed: “Did you inadvertently use Star Magic? It must be related to the special environnt of the star-thed room, not bad.”
“Huh?”
Yi Chen was sowhat confused;
he didn’t even know how he had done it.
Reflecting on the feeling of the grab, it was very peculiar. Where his hand should have grasped air, there was a special sensation of grabbing sothing viscous, as if his hand had reached into glue.
When he completed the grip, the bucket moved towards him on its own.
“It felt like I was grabbing sothing in a viscous liquid… Strange.”
The Principal continued to explain:
“That wasn’t any viscous liquid;
it was ‘Space Fluid’.
Your thought intention, or the thought of ‘wanting to grab the bucket,’ traveled through Star Magic to your fingertips.”
When grasping, the fingers create a spatial disturbance that compresses the space between you and the bucket, drawing it closer until it’s finally in your hands.
Take it slow, from now on try to find this sense of tugging at the spatial fluid more often, gradually becoming familiar with it and applying it to your daily life, it’ll be very helpful,”
The principal also went through this phase when he was young. Due to his exceptional talent, it took him less than a week to fully master it.
Yi Chen stared at his palm, pinching and releasing, “Spatial fluid… can it really be tugged like this?”
Yi Chen focused on recalling, fully rembering, and re-experiencing the entire body sensation when grabbing the bucket.
As the mories deepened, his brain began to ‘smoke’ a little, and the book-shaped emblem at the back of his head lit up with starlight once again.
He moved his body to a distance of two ters from the bucket and reached out to grab it again.
The first ti, failure,
The second ti, failure,
The third ti…snap! The bucket full of dirty water was now firmly in his grip.
“This is the feeling! Quite interesting…” Yi Chen didn’t care whether he was taking up more of the principal’s ti,
Once he found the sensation, he closed his eyes and took the axe out of his suitcase,
and hurled it with force towards the viewing platform.
When the axe flew about five ters away, he caught it with a grab as soon as he felt the sensation.
Snap!
The swiftly spinning Hand Axe instantly returned to his hand, securely caught.
This scene left the principal sowhat restless. Just as he was about to say sothing,
Yi Chen, warming up to his task, threw the axe out again, doubling the force of the throw and waiting until it was about ten ters away before trying to catch it… failure!
The spatial fluid between his fingers dissipated instantly like a snapped string, losing the delicate connection with the axe.
The thrown axe fell straight down from the viewing platform,
“Ah, this… Excuse , principal, but I’ll leave you be!”
This axe was Yi Chen’s most handy weapon, and it was the very one that had beheaded the vice principal in Levinholm City.
Yi Chen quickly left the Star Formation room, detoured around the Fetal Heart Church, and found the axe stuck in the lawn at the point of impact.
Inside the Star Formation room,
the principal was astounded by Yi Chen’s recent performance. He had basically mastered the technique in just a few minutes and could even roughly apply it in combat.
“Is this kid really a monster? No wonder he survived in an environnt like Levinho, no wonder the star formations about him are almost all shrouded in fog… Well, it seems there’ll be no ditation tonight. Ti to go out and have so fun.”
Principal Daislin’s heart realm was disturbed, so she gave up on tonight’s ditation session and once again disguised herself as an ordinary gentleman, preparing to go to the streets for drinks and food.
…
Taking the principal’s advice, Yi Chen ‘rested’ for a full week in Teacher Zede’s paradise, adjusting his physical condition before going to et with Doctor Visari at Hippocrates Hospital to discuss matters related to breakthroughs.
Of course, it was mainly a discussion. If it wasn’t suitable, Yi Chen would seek another optimal location for the breakthrough, such as the principal’s Star Formation room.
During the more than two to three months that Yi Chen spent decrypting the starry sky, a few things happened in Zion.
Jin Alda passed the Executioner assessnt of Cesimani, becoming the youngest Main Doctor in history, and Reagan Ludwig also beca the youngest director at the Power Station Research Institute.
Yi Chen felt the pressure when he heard the news.
He retrieved an entire bottle of Dusk thin silver liquid (with only two syringes’ worth removed) from Professor Qian Bosen, picked up his suitcase, and officially headed to the hospital.
While riding the school train, a lady in the corner of the carriage wearing round glasses felt very familiar to Yi Chen, but in the end, he remained focused on his own affairs and did not approach her to talk.
“Hoo… I’ll strive to break through my limits tonight and see the view from above.”
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