Deity Investigation Report

Chapter 73 Information Search
It's like someone entering a kaleidoscope.

All around were colorful, vibrant fragments.

Each fragment contains different experiences, different insights, or perhaps some secrets hidden deep in the heart, secrets that cannot be known to outsiders.

Han Su saw directly the crystal head, or rather, the secret of this strange corpse before its death.

It was like suddenly opening his sealed hard drive.

The dead man was originally a warehouse keeper in the neighboring seawall city, living a happy and carefree life with his wife and son, working from nine to ten every day, until he saw some unearthed artifacts in the newspaper, whose eerie beauty deeply attracted him.

It was a crystal skull-shaped artwork, breathtakingly beautiful.

He took leave without hesitation and went to the art gallery to admire the crystal-clear skull up close, as if it had illuminated the depths of his spirit.

However, the appreciation was quickly shattered when robbers broke into the exhibition hall. They opened fire indiscriminately, killing countless people, but when they saw him, they seemed to see the lingering glimmer of light in his eyes.

The robber smiled and extended his hand to him, saying, "One of us."

Without hesitation, he abandoned everything and followed the robbers, becoming a member of the Crystal Skull organization from then on.

They worshipped the crystal skull day and night, kneeling before it all night long. The leader of the organization told them to be devout and serious, that the crystal skull could speak, that it was a divine revelation to believers, and that it was the key to unlocking a new level of life.

He truly believed it.

So he worshipped the crystal skull fervently, until one day, he actually heard its voice.

He felt a blessing from beyond the real world, and his body began to undergo mysterious changes. He gained extraordinary strength, recovered quickly from injuries, and even felt as if he had come back to life.

From then on, his status within the organization rose rapidly. He quickly went from an outsider to a formal believer, and then from a believer to a preacher.

……

Who cares about this junk?

Han Su frowned slightly, feeling somewhat irritated.

Although Miss Raven had said that memory reading was a very dangerous thing, he was now almost certain of it.

I am actually a natural-born memory and reading master.

Each time it flashes back, it goes through the process of experiencing countless new memories.

Like a doctor who has long practiced various surgical techniques on himself.

In addition, with his own "parallel" mental world, reading the memories of a dead person, no matter how much he reads, will not lead to the annihilation of his "self".

But a person's memory is too vast. Passively reading these memories will only allow you to see the most vivid and profound ones. So what you see now is only the memory of the dead person when they were first corrupted or "infiltrated" by the crystal skull. They believe that was the most important stage of their life, and they relive it again and again with emotion.

But in Han Su's eyes, he was just a man who had abandoned his wife and children and was acting crazy.

He just wanted to find more valuable clues about that woman or the Crystal Skull organization as soon as possible.

"Om..."

A fine and complex trembling sound arose, and countless fragments of memory flashed before my eyes as if they were three hundred times the size of movie clips.

Han Su's "reading" is still without any method; he simply relies on instinct to capture countless fragments of memory.

After a cursory glance, it was discarded aside.

What is the feeling of receiving divine grace? What is the joy of cutting off the head of one's companion and peeling off another crystal skull? What is the process of performing miracles in the wilderness and attracting believers?

None of them.

He could sense that the massive fragments of the dead man's spirit were rapidly dissipating. This was because the man's will had collapsed, his vitality had vanished, and the fragments of his spirit had begun to annihilate themselves. Therefore, he was even more anxious to grab as many fragments as possible before they were annihilated.

Suddenly, he saw a strange scene: a woman in a black cheongsam looking down at "him" and speaking:

“Mr. Peng, this mission is very important and requires your personal involvement.”

"No matter what, we must find that mechanical fragment hidden in Qinggang City."

"After discussion among the elders, we have decided to use the method of mental search. We need someone to become the hand of our Lord, go into Qinggang City to release the plague, and then retrieve the memories of those people. We will use this method to find the whereabouts of that mechanical fragment."

Are you willing to take on this responsibility?

"..."

The last thing to appear on the screen was a photograph of a broken piece of machinery with strange patterns and lines resembling the veins of a living person.

"It's him?"

The moment Han Su saw that woman, his heart clenched, as if some distant memory was surging and awakening.

That woman!

A woman who takes care of herself before the age of ten!
It was her! Even though she was wearing a cheongsam completely different from the one in Han Su's memory, and that aloof, cold, and mysterious temperament was definitely not what Han Su remembered, Han Su was still certain that it was her.

She's actually in the Crystal Skull organization?

"Om..."

Just as Han Su's heart was surging, he felt a shattering tremor, and all the remaining fragments of his spirit in the air were annihilated.

Han Su couldn't stop the process, so he could only concentrate and, before all the "information" dissipated, desperately try to store the photo into his memory.

So, it was that woman who orchestrated all of this?

So, these mental plagues were indeed released by the Crystal Skull organization, and their goal was to find this mechanical fragment?

'These mechanical fragments, how... how...'

'...'

He stood there, stunned, his heart churning with emotions, lost in thought.

There's nothing new about this crystal skull, or the memories of the dead. It's nothing more than being bewitched by a mysterious force, ultimately becoming a dead man, and being thrown into Qinggang City to spread a spiritual plague.

Worshiping things you don't understand—perhaps this is the normal outcome.

No wonder the plagues released this time are so mild and difficult to detect, because they were not intended to cause pollution.

They are using the method of releasing a plague to travel through the minds of more people in search of a "secret".

So, what exactly is this Crystal Skull organization, or rather, what is the so-called machine that woman is looking for?
Thinking about the photo carefully, he suddenly felt a sense of familiarity, as if he had seen it somewhere before...

Not only have I met them, I've even talked about them with them...

I was already at the edge, but perhaps because of the long period of mental immersion and reading, my mind was blank, and I couldn't remember anything...

……

……

At the same time, in a sealed room in a manor not far from Qinggang City, a tall, slender woman with a black veil draped over her head stared in astonishment at the crystal skull placed in front of her.

It was like a work of art, crystal clear, occasionally shimmering with a kind of vibrant, captivating brilliance.

However, this artwork is slowly spreading, cracking open a heartbreaking hole.

She stared at the crack in disbelief for a long time before extending her palm again. Her spiritual power seeped into it, and before her eyes appeared a scene that would still fill her with awe and reverence even if she looked at it ten thousand times: the enormous pyramid that almost encompassed the entire universe.

The pyramid, made up of individual crystal skulls, guards the topmost one, which represents the faith of all of them.

It was because she could see this enormous and mysterious thing that she remained steadfast in whatever "He" commanded her to do, even if it meant her death.

Because she knew that those countless crystal skulls represented countless shared beliefs.

They are one and indestructible.

But now, she can hardly believe it, at the very bottom of this enormous pyramid, a barely perceptible spot has become dim, a part of this massive pyramid has been erased from the system.

And the most important thing is...

The possibility dawned on her, and a chilling fear gripped her: 'Could it be that the priestess's direct orders have been overheard by an outsider?'

……

……

Click, click, click...

Han Su was also shocked and pondering the information he had captured from the crystal skull's will, but before he could figure anything out, he suddenly heard a sound like a broken glass object shattering.

He was slightly startled. He looked up and saw layers of something resembling dust falling from above.

It's as if the space I'm in is becoming unstable, and the forces that create this space are collapsing.

'Is it because the crystal skull was destroyed that the world inside the gate became unstable?'

The mysterious symbol that had been formed by covering the four walls and the ground was rapidly fading away, making everything around it feel increasingly real.

Han Su saw the ground beneath his feet turning into a wooden floor.

I saw a long counter around me, with small cakes displayed inside. I saw a waiter behind the counter, his mouth agape, staring in horror at what was in front of him.

Following the waiter's gaze, Han Su saw Song Chushi, and across from Song Chushi, the strange bird who was drawing his gun and aiming it at him.

At that very moment, he even saw Mr. Strange Bird pull the trigger, the muzzle flashing, and a bullet flying out of the barrel, heading straight for Song Chushi's forehead.

And he actually turned around and smiled at me like an idiot?
(End of this chapter)