Again, Ron is just a pure soul now.

He doesn't have a heart and doesn't need to breathe.

But at this moment, Ron seemed to be able to clearly feel the violent heartbeat in his chest, and he could feel the heavy gasping in his nose.

The second floor of the cabin is already very suitable for cultivation, according to Ron's previous estimate, one day of cultivation in the second floor is equivalent to at least seven and a half days outside, this kind of efficiency can no longer be described as twice the result with half the effort.

If Ron really had that kind of thought, he would have retreated directly on the second floor of the cabin for ten years, and when he left the customs, it would have been seventy or eighty years later, and the soul strength and realm would definitely reach a very exaggerated level.

Of course, in seventy or eighty years, most of his physical body will be finished.

The second floor is like this, and Ron is naturally full of expectations for the third floor.

When I first sensed that the time flow rate of the third layer was about the same as that of the second layer, I was still a little disappointed in my heart, after all, if it was just like this, then there would not be much difference between the third layer and the second layer.

However, as Ron sensed the extremely rich energy in these three layers, he immediately understood the difference between the two.

Ten times the energy concentration.

In this case, the speed of cultivation is naturally much faster than in ordinary scenes, and I dare not say that the speed of cultivation is also ten times, but there are always two times, three times.

In this way, the value of these three layers is naturally much higher than that of the second layer, compared to the Dusk Continent, it is more of a heaven and an underground, Ron roughly estimated in his heart that if everything goes well in these three layers, the speed is at least twenty times more than that on the Dusk Continent.

Moreover, this is still in the case of preparing enough magic stones in advance, otherwise the gap will be even greater.

It took a long time for Ron to suppress the impulse in his chest, he did not rush to practice immediately, but walked around in this empty three layers, although these three layers looked like nothing at a glance, it was a very empty space, but Ron always had a feeling that there should be other secrets hidden in these three layers.

There is no evidence, no reason, just a wisp of thought in the heart.

Pursing his lips, Ron's body moved through the three floors, the floor, the walls, inch by inch, not letting go of any corner.

Finally, just as Ron reached the door of the fourth floor, he finally stopped.

He first habitually tried to push open the door of the fourth floor, but as he had imagined, it was useless.

Although the bone gate looked rather broken, it was extremely tough, and no matter how hard Ron tried, he couldn't move.

Speaking of which, Ron didn't know how many layers there were in this soul boat, judging from the appearance, the third layer should have reached the bottom of the ship, but in fact, there was a lot inside.

Unable to push open the door to the fourth floor, Ron gave up directly, and did not dwell on this matter, but looked to the side, about half a meter away from the left hand side of the bone door, there was a small depression.

Rounded, curved, very shallow depression.

It's the kind of thing that you might miss if you're not careful.

Fingers rubbed over the depression, and after a brief pause, Ron pressed his thumb down against the depression with a slight force.

This is just an attempt, although Ron feels that this depression is a little abnormal, but he has no clue whether there is some kind of mechanism in this place, how to trigger the mechanism, and pressing it is purely a subconscious action.

I never thought that it was this subconscious action, but it triggered a series of chain reactions.

I only heard a crunch, and my finger pressed it directly.

Immediately after, Ron felt as if his fingers had touched something, it should be some kind of machine expansion, and then instinctively fiddled, and there was another clicking sound, and a crack suddenly appeared a little above the depression.

Immediately after, I saw a snow-white box carved from the bones of an unknown creature, and came out of it, and on the side I could see, I could see a small keyhole.

Ron was stunned for a moment, and only after two seconds did he withdraw his finger, and then looked at his left hand, which was a grayish-black, rusty, and even dirty key in the palm of his left hand.

This key appeared when I was deciphering the Chaos Slate before.

After Ron enters the Soul Boat, the key and Ostara's broken chapter appear in front of Ron.

Originally, Ron thought that this key might be used to open the captain's room, but unfortunately, when Ron tried to use this key to open the captain's room, he found that the size did not match at all.

This key is so small that it is poked in the keyhole, it is simply a small toothpick stirring a large vat, and there is no feeling at all.

Looking at the keyhole on the white bone box, it fits quite well with the key in his hand.

Without further hesitation, Ron poked the key in, and then twisted his fingers slightly, only to hear a click, the lock was opened, and then the top of the bone box was split in the middle, and the two pieces of white bone moved towards both sides on their own.

A pale yellow book instantly catches Ron's eyes.

Pantheon Catalogue!

Ron's brow furrowed instantly.

He had expected that there would be another book similar to the Key of Time, which recorded some mysterious powers...... Don't look at Ron's current strength, which is already good, but the stronger the strength, the more insecure Ron becomes.

The stronger the strength, the more exaggerated the enemies he has to face.

It's like the father, with his current strength, if he didn't have the plug-in of the soul boat, he wouldn't be able to carry it for thirty seconds.

I have mastered the power of the time system before, and this time I have a space system, wouldn't it be perfect?

Even if there is no space system, it is not unacceptable to have a fate system, a spirit system, a soul system, a dark system, etc.

Unfortunately, it's not.

The Pantheon Catalogue, although it has not yet been opened and consulted, listens to the name, it is more like some kind of introductory book.

It may tell itself some hidden knowledge, but it probably won't give it a real boost.

There was a little regret in his heart, but this regret only lasted for a short moment, and Ron quickly adjusted his mentality, after all, for him, knowledge is also something that is very lacking, especially the knowledge related to the existence of gods and evil gods.

Fingers rubbing the title page with a touch of softness.

Fingers ran down the spine of the book, eventually to the side, fingernails hooked the page, gently turning it open, and a line of text appeared in front of Ron:

××××× are in control!

Chapter 2, after twelve o'clock

(End of chapter)