Starting to Gain Experience from Push-Ups

Chapter 1466: Chapter 707_2

"It sensed your return, so it actively emitted signals, silently summoning you."

After listening to the professor’s well-reasoned analysis, Fang Cheng sat on the throne and fell into a brief silence.

He lowered his eyes, quickly scanning through these possibilities in his mind.

High-dimensional existence’s bloodline assimilation contamination?

Fang Cheng shook his head inwardly.

He genuinely didn’t have any illustrious background of a noble family.

This overwhelming power relied entirely on the attribute panel’s distribution and his relentless daily hard practice.

If it were truly a hereditary bloodline curse, it would not just manifest at the specific location of Yong’an Island.

On usual days when cultivating in East Capital, he should often be troubled by auditory and visual hallucinations.

But in reality, he hadn’t experienced such situations.

Could there be some secret connection from his ancestors eight generations back linked to Yong’an Island far out in the East Sea?

Fang Cheng thought about it and felt it was simply absurd.

Having ruled out the first option, only the meditation anchor point remained.

Fang Cheng was well aware that when he unlocked the meditation skill, he anchored it to self-awareness, namely that pure Spiritual Fire deep in his mind.

Later, as his Martial Arts realm improved and condensed the True Self, the flame transformed into the golden Great Sun hanging in the Inner World, a complete embodiment of his self-awareness.

Therefore, this explanation didn’t make sense either.

However, this led to deeper reflection, tracing back to the experience of the initial meditation half a year ago.

Back then, in the Meditation Hall of the True Thought Society, his consciousness almost sank into the deep blue ocean illusion, directly facing an enormous blue shadow.

Apparently, even then, relying on the effect of "Original Vowel", he regained control of his body.

Nevertheless, an unbreakable secret bond between him and the deep-sea sleeper remained.

This might be the true reason.

Having clarified his thoughts, Fang Cheng raised his eyelids and led the topic in another direction:

"Professor, how much do you know about the trench outside Yong’an Island?"

"You’re referring to the ’Shadowy Ocean Trench’?"

The professor briefly recalled and quickly responded:

"It’s currently ranked fifth in depth among known trenches in the world. The deepest part exceeds ten thousand meters, and it’s perpetually hidden from sunlight with extremely terrifying water pressure."

"Besides the previously mentioned Merfolk kingdom legends, the ’Gui Xu’ in the Classic of Mountains and Seas might refer to this location."

"Over the centuries, countless merchant ships have mysteriously sunk due to weird storms in that sea area, and thus stories of sea monsters and underwater treasures have spread."

"Moreover, there’s a local tradition."

The professor adjusted his glasses and added a detail:

"On the fifteenth of December in the lunar calendar each year, a ’Sea Festival’ is held. The deity worshiped is called ’Sea Queen’, with grand parades and folk celebrations."

"The origin of this event supposedly traces back to over two hundred years ago when Yong’an Island suffered an epidemic with many people infected with a strange disease, leading to numerous deaths."

"Someone among the villagers dreamed of the will of the Sea Queen, thus gathered craftsmen to create statues, establish Dharma Platforms, pray and mourn wandering souls of water and land, and parade the statue through the streets. Thereafter, the plague indeed stopped."

"Since then, island residents have built temples, hosting grand annual sacrificial events hoping for protection and peace."

"During the festival, ocean currents around the island exhibit some abnormal changes, and fishermen occasionally salvage rare treasures from the deep currents of the trench."

"They claim these to be rewards from the Sea Queen, also casting various sacrificial items and livestock into the trench to thank Divine Grace."

After listening, Fang Cheng nodded slightly, his gaze turning deeper:

"I just received news that the True Thought Society is currently collaborating with Southeast University of Technology, recruiting numerous top artisans to secretly develop a manned deep-sea detector. What do you think their aim is?"

Upon hearing this, a glint flashed in the professor’s eyes, quickly capturing the crucial point.

"Chairman, Yong’an Island is located at the junction of the Pacific Plate and continental plate, with frequent geological activities, including volcanic eruptions."

"In fact, most of the world’s top ten deepest trenches also concentrate in this oceanic region."

"In the field of mysticism, such regions of intense crustal movements often accompany the creation of spatial gaps, which are passages connecting to the Otherworld."

"Combining the various ancient legends circulating on the island, I personally speculate that the deepest part of the trench may very likely harbor an ancient civilization’s ruins."

"The deep-sea scientific research plan is likely just a cover, the True Thought Society’s real plot is to use the deep-sea detector to find a stable entry to the Otherworld or acquire something from the ruins."

"Hmm, not bad."

Fang Cheng agreed, feeling this speculation is highly plausible.

The True Thought Society’s elaborate submarine construction is certainly not out of boredom or selfless scientific dedication.

It’s only plausible for some secret hidden beneath the trench.

Just like that night’s battle with the Noah Organization amidst the storm, it boils down to conflicting interests.

After pondering for a moment, Fang Cheng immediately issued instructions:

"In the upcoming period, stay in East Capital and continue gathering intel on the True Thought Society. Report immediately if you find anything suspicious."

"Yes, I’ll arrange personnel to investigate."

The professor nodded solemnly.

"There’s one more thing."

Fang Cheng placed his hands on the armrests, speaking in a deep voice:

"Tomorrow, contact a reliable processing plant to customize twenty reinforced metal boxes for me."

"The interiors must be lined with high-purity lead layers, about one meter long, half a meter wide, and sealed tightly. I need them to store something special."

Faced with this odd request, the professor merely showed a hint of surprise without asking more, straightforwardly agreeing:

"Understood, I’ll personally oversee the progress of these special boxes."

After speaking, the hall fell silent again, only golden halos gently flowing through the air.

Seeing Fang Cheng leaning back in his seat without a word, the professor cautiously asked:

"Chairman, is there anything else you need to instruct?"

Fang Cheng lifted his head, waving his hand:

"That would be all, you may leave now. I’ll contact you if I need anything."

"As you wish."

With respect, the professor bent over.

As the words fell, his figure began to blur and become transparent.

Countless tiny points of light separated from his body, like reverse-flying fireflies, gradually dissipating into the splendid beam of light.

In the empty hall, Fang Cheng was left alone again.

He sat upright on the expansive Golden Throne, propping his chin with one hand, gazing across the palace’s open door.

Silently watching the edge of the Inner World, where the chaotic tides continuously ebbed and flowed.

Deep in his eyes, starlight flickered, as if witnessing some indescribable scene.

After pondering for a long time, his figure too transformed into countless points of light, disappearing within the hall.

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The next morning.

Sunlight penetrated the clouds unobstructed, spilling onto the azure sea surface, shimmering with golden glimmers.

According to last night’s plan, Fang Cheng and his group had breakfast early and left the hotel.

They boarded Pan Wendi’s private yacht named "Sea God" at the dock.

As the engine rumbled deeply, the white hull sliced through the waves, leaving the bustling Yong’an Island harbor behind.

They sped towards the east side of the island, the undeveloped natural coral reef area.

After more than half an hour, the sea breeze gradually eased.

The color of the water ahead began to change, shifting from deep blue to a translucent blue-green.

Shadows of the large, undulating reefs below faintly appeared, and even small fish were visible swimming back and forth.

"Brother Cheng, we’re almost there!"

Pan Wendi leaned out from the cockpit, calling out to Fang Cheng standing at the bow.

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