In the dark and empty space, there was a clear and graceful female voice.

[Submitting feedback to the Neuro ......]

Immediately, the infinite dark space flashed with bright and tortuous lights like electric light.

Han Baiyi kept his eyes open and raised his head high.

Above the endless darkness was a twisted spatial vortex.

It's like a wormhole connecting this place to the other side.

I don't know where the other side is.

It doesn't matter anymore, though.

At the moment when the lightning-like thoughts appeared, Han Baiyi held the golden point of light in his hand.

It was a seed that looked like a half-ripe melon.

What is unique is that in the center of the golden surface of this 'melon', there are one or two eyes outlined like ink, which feel warm and moist to the touch, as if directly touching the eyeballs.

It looks brilliant.

This is the seed of Tianmu.

After Han Baiyi pressed it on the system panel, he was brought to this space by the Seed of Heavenly Eyes, but after waiting for a long time, it was not until the moment when the lightning-like thoughts flashed just now that he roughly understood how to use this 'seed'.

- Infuse energy into the [Thought Channel] and connect to the world of the gods.

This is how the Night Demon practiced with what they called 'gods'.

It's similar to when you make a landline phone and need to plug it in.

While thinking, he carefully poured the huge and thick spiritual machine into the Seed of the Heavenly Eye.

However, even though Han Baiyi had tried his best to control his infiltration speed, his spiritual power was still too reckless, and the short twists and turns flickered like lightning, and at the same time, the [Thinking Channel] connected to this Heavenly Eye Seed was suddenly broken—it seemed that he couldn't withstand Han Baiyi's spiritual energy.

Han Baiyi didn't have much to do about it - the spirit was also a chicken, and it would inevitably become hard occasionally.

In addition, it is mainly because the speed of his spiritual power growth is too much, so that it is difficult for Han Baiyi to complete the delicate spiritual operation - his spiritual energy is too large, and he really can't control it.

Fortunately, these lightning-fast thoughts seem to be coming out at a fixed frequency.

Although Han Baiyi's sense of time in this dark space was slightly blurred, the memory of the number of times he breathed could not be wrong.

As for what he breathed in this dark world where he didn't know if there was air, and he didn't know if his body was still in human form, and he couldn't see anything......

Han Baiyi tried not to think about it.

In the flashes of thoughts at a fixed frequency, Han Baiyi tried to finely manipulate his spiritual power again and again.

I don't know how many times I tried it, until in the end, I could only reluctantly pour my spiritual power into the thinking channel, and I still need to be careful at all times to ensure that it will not be broken.

People who are too strong will also have corresponding troubles.

After completing the connection of the first bundle of thought channels, Han Baiyi stood in place with the golden [Seed of Heavenly Eyes] in his hand, squinting slightly.

Soon, from the vast darkness in front of him, delicate spiritual wills slowly extended, hooking the black vortex at the top.

One, two......

Since then, the number has continued to increase.

Ten, hundred, thousand......

Han Baiyi was still standing in place, his whole body seemed to be wrapped in a thick layer of spider webs, entangled into a thick cocoon.

And the seed of the Heavenly Eye, which he held in the palm of his hand, was beating slowly like a golden heart.

Calm and powerful.

In this heartbeat sound, Han Baiyi's spiritual energy also spread out along this thinking channel, spreading to an unknown distance, until a certain moment, a warm and soft murmur suddenly sounded in his ears.

【Arknights】

The darkness in front of me shattered inch by inch like glass under a heavy hammer, revealing a screen-like interface two meters long and wide.

What appears in the interface is a picture of a long dragon pulled out like a ppt.

Han Baiyi was a little unclear.

What's going on with this Celestial Seed? Why are the spiritual opportunities that have just been poured into the [Thinking Channel] gone? What if you say you can get in touch with the 'gods'?

While thinking about it, Han Baiyi clicked on one of the ppt.

Familiar figures appear in the frame.

A red-eyed girl with long, silky silver-white hair lay quietly on a metallic iron frame bed.

His hands and feet were shackled and he couldn't move.

Around her, large medical machines are constantly working, some extracting body fluids, some collecting cells, and some conducting source stone energy isolation experiments.

The girl just lay silently on the bed and watched, her eyes like ashes.

Han Baiyi frowned.

This is Scati during the Lori period.

Scati Lily.

A finger swiped across the screen, and the picture changed.

In the depths of the sea, several warriors in tight-fitting cliques wield huge weapons and use their body-twisting special skills to engage the extremely large tentacle monsters among the seaweed.

The scene stops at the scene of Scati wielding a greatsword and slashing a tentacle as a girl.

Han Baiyi frowned and continued to turn the page.

Covered in blood, Scati drifted from the depths of the sea to shore, his eyes hollow, and the sand around him was littered with severed limbs and severed arms—judging by the clothes on his limbs, it seemed to belong to his comrades.

Next, Scati seems to have gone through a big war, covered in tattered clothes and torn wounds everywhere, but still flees to a nameless town covered in dust, where he is finally rescued by a girl and brought back to a wooden house for treatment.

On the next page, the girl's family died tragically in the wooden house, and Scati dragged a wild boar in his hand, standing at the door with a dull expression, looking at the blood and corpses all over the ground.

On the next page, Scati sat alone in ruins and dark alleys, munching on bread, dressed in a black coat and a big hat and leaning on a pitch-black sword behind his back.

Far away, looking at the street outside at the mouth of the dark alley, there were pedestrians talking and laughing, and their eyes were gloomy.

On the last page, the picture freezes on the picture of Scati throwing away the big sword, dragging Han Baiyi's collar, and biting his tongue with all his might.

End of ppt.

What do you mean? Scati's life?

Han Baiyi frowned, judging from the pictures on the interface, these pictures seemed to be the turning points in Scati's life, and they were important nodes that changed her fate.

Just thinking about it, he saw a lightning-like [thinking channel] linked to him flicker, and the ppt on the interface was refreshed, as if the content had been updated.

Flipping further down, the figure in the picture turns into a Sakaz girl with a long sword in her hand, two short tusk-like horns on the top of her head, and a small tiger tooth showing a small tiger tooth at the corner of her mouth, who seems to be smiling very cheerfully.

It's Lily, the Shining.

Sword practice, coming-of-age ceremony, death of both parents, war, death, sealing the sword and practicing medicine......

In the end, the picture stays in Han Baiyi's office.

In the middle of the night, Han Baiyi was sleepy, and the shining spirit, who was sitting on the side of his bed and keeping vigil, leaned over silently, his elbows and murder weapon propped up on the edge of the bed, his fingers brushed the long pale blonde hair on his sideburns, and the cherry lips approached silently and were imprinted on his forehead.

Han Baiyi was stunned.

When did this happen? How did he not know? Shining, when you do this kind of thing, you're a little more open-minded.

Female subordinates can talk to their bosses!

The thinking channels densely connected to him like a spider's web kept flickering, and the PPT content on the interface was constantly updated, and Han Baiyi turned the pages one after another.

Vina leaned against the side of her desk, watching him eat a super sour lollipop, smiling and showing her sharp little tiger teeth.

When Tianhuo was too tired to work in Han Baiyi for most of the day, he suddenly grabbed his thigh with a sleepy face and came out from under his desk.

Hemmer stood in the middle of the lab, his eyes wide as he watched the stream of data on the light brain screen.

The night demon who robbed the bank was knocked to the ground by his move, and several teeth flew out.

The nightingale hummed a little tune and made bird biscuits in the kitchen.

Linguang, who had always been serious, sat on the edge of the bed, and opened her mouth to eat the apple that Shining handed her.

Indra leaned against the wall of Han Baiyi's office and watched Vina come out of it.

Melansha, who had recovered from the source stone disease, stood on the balcony on the top floor of the villa, watching the Nan Wu go away from the port.

Texas, Angel of Energy, Ceylon, Black, Glasgow Gang, White-faced Owl, Ifrit, Serea, Silver-Grey......

Every time the thought channel flickered, an important turning point in the life of a person who had been in direct contact with Han Baiyi or indirectly affected by Han Baiyi would appear in the interface, and then it all ended at the moment when he was in contact with him.

Han Baiyi watched this scene appear and disappear, and the final picture was all frozen in one moment.

In the middle of the desolate and silent frozen ruins of Chernobog, Han Baiyi stood quietly in place, in front of him was a night demon floating in the air, although his clothes were tattered, but his eyes showed divine light.

Small, slender hands clutched his neck.

The apotheosis formation in the sky was constantly circulating.

And she, with an indifferent gaze, slightly exerted force in her hands.

Click.

Han Baiyi's neck crooked.

Broken.

In the dark, Han Baiyi, who was surrounded by the thinking channel, looked slightly stunned.

The camera twists suddenly.

Facing the face of 'Han Baiyi'.

The 'Night Demon' carrying his corpse turned his head, squinted slightly, and smiled faintly in his direction.

The lip shape moves slightly.

The sound sounded in his ears in sync.

"You...... Are you looking for me? ”