93: Chapter 93 The Key to the Mysterious Door

Chapter 93: The Key to the Mysterious Door (First update, begging for first subscriptions)

Returning home,

Fang Cheng simply sorted out the battle he encountered today.

The cause of the matter was simply that the wife of the Gang boss whom Ma Donghe used to work for had fallen into the hands of a rival Gang.

Because of this, he inquired everywhere for news and finally found a Gang den somewhere in Linggang District.

As a result, by blind luck, he discovered that a powder-manufacturing factory was actually hidden here.

The reason Fang Cheng made a move to help Ma Donghe,

besides holding the meaning of repaying a favor, was also because he couldn't stand those evil-doing powder-peddling criminals.

It's just that he wondered if, after the police wiped out the den, it would provoke subsequent revenge from the Gang?

Thinking of this, Fang Cheng's gaze narrowed slightly, and his line of sight fell on the two voice recorders.

When soldiers come, block them with generals; when water comes, earth covers it.

No matter when or where, enhancing one's own strength is the thing most worthy of one's attention.

Fang Cheng picked up the voice recorder borrowed and passed on by Lin Chuqiao.

In his heart, he vaguely had a premonition.

This audio material excavated from the Xishan archaeological ruins was extremely important to him.

It was like a key capable of opening a certain mysterious door.

After two days of calm recuperation, his mental state had almost recovered.

It was time to try again.

Fang Cheng immediately stood up, closed the bedroom door tightly, and pulled the curtains shut.

Click.

Finally, even the lighting lamp was extinguished.

The entire room plunged into darkness, becoming exceptionally peaceful and quiet.

Fang Cheng sat back down in front of the desk, his eyes shining brightly as he looked towards the other voice recorder.

This was a recording device he bought in the second-hand market, spending more than 2,000 yuan; it could be considered a parallel import of a big brand.

As for how the specific effect was, he would only know after testing it personally.

Fang Cheng reached out his hand and successively pressed the play button and record button of the two voice recorders.

Rustle... Rustle... Rustle...

The faint sound of the tape rotating was also reproduced in its original sound at this moment through the recording method.

The dark environment gave Fang Cheng an inexplicable sense of security, and his body and mind also became even more relaxed.

In the process of waiting to listen, his eyes quickly quieted down, and he silently chanted a sentence in his heart:

"Focus Skill, activate."

The rustling sound instantly faded away along with the noise occasionally drifting from outside the window.

His whole person began to completely immerse in this darkness.

A few seconds later.

That desolate and deep moo sound, as if coming from the ancient primeval floods, sounded once again.

This time, perhaps due to activating the Focus Skill, his perception was infinitely magnified.

The moment the moo sound entered his ears, Fang Cheng only felt his entire body shake, as if struck by lightning.

The next second, his brain was instantly flooded with countless streams of information.

This information was extremely complex and numerous beyond count.

It was like converging into a torrent running rampant, kicking up huge waves and continuously impacting the embankment constructed by his consciousness.

Just as Fang Cheng was finding it unbearable and preparing to forcibly abort it,

suddenly another roar sounded.

New syllables arrived subsequently, quickly driving away the lingering echoes.

The entire world instantly became pure and quiet.

Fang Cheng opened his eyes, only feeling as if he were no longer in his bedroom.

Instead, he had accidentally slipped and fallen into the Void Realm of the Universe.

All around was a viscous, mud-like darkness, seemingly boundless.

Yet there were no spatial directions of up, down, left, or right, nor any temporal concepts of past or future.

At times it whipped up monstrous waves, at times it was as calm as stagnant water.

Occasionally it transformed into a terrifying, indescribable monster, struggling out from the filth and wickedness, tearing at each other, and emitting a batch of hair-raising wails.

This hallucination did not last long.

In the darkness, it was as if a dazzling flash of lightning cut across, abruptly cleaving open the dim Void Realm.

That was the omen of the third syllable's appearance.

In an instant, Fang Cheng's field of vision became bright.

Scene after scene abruptly unfolded in all directions.

Skyscrapers, cars and pedestrians, billboard signs...

Following closely, the boiling human voices, car horns, and music also sounded one after another, passing into his ears.

Fang Cheng looked around in astonishment, discovering that he was actually standing on a bustling street at this moment.

Right before his eyes was Wantong Shopping Center located in Jiangdong District.

Everything was so real, within arm's reach.

If one's willpower were not firm enough, I'm afraid they would completely get lost here.

Thoughts of shock and uncertainty flashed across Fang Cheng's mind.

In a twinkling, the surrounding scenery changed its appearance again.

Just like time being dialed back more than a dozen years, the passing vehicles, pedestrians, and urban buildings suddenly became old-fashioned and antiquated.

It seemed that with every syllable ringing and jumping, new scenery would instantly be produced all around.

Just as if an unimaginably huge projector was placed between heaven and earth, constantly switching and playing images.

And the rhythm of this switching, whether fast or slow, completely changed according to the rhythm changes of those syllables.

"The hallucinations seem to be getting more and more real?"

Not a single mistake, a first, a release, an internal, a content, at, look one by one!

A thought flashed abruptly in Fang Cheng's mind, and then abruptly dissipated.

Being in the Focus state, unless he sensed fatal danger, it was very difficult for him to actively break away from it.

The syllables by his ears were still continuously echoing.

Fang Cheng felt that he was gradually adapting to this unimaginably wonderful experience.

His eyes became calm again, and his consciousness fluctuations were no longer as intense as when he first started.

He simply regarded it as listening to a grand Aura-filled symphony and enjoying a holographic surround immersive movie.

Scene after scene flashed past from the surroundings like fleeting glimpses.

All things and matters in the world faded rapidly before his eyes.

Turning into piles of ruins, vanishing into ashes and smoke.

Following closely, they rose from the ground once more, full of vitality.

Ending and starting over, repeating in cycles.

From peaceful eras to the flames of war.

From the prosperity of science and technology to barbarism and backwardness.

From modern civilization to feudal dynasties...

Amidst the great changes of time, Fang Cheng always watched coldly from the sidelines without participating in them.

He just considered himself an audience witnessing history, trying his best to maintain a sober consciousness.

Vaguely, he seemed to grasp a bit of regularity.

That was the true meaning contained in this "Primal Mother Vowel" excavated by archaeological personnel from the ruins.

At the same time, from an angle that Fang Cheng didn't notice at all,

a long string of prompt information also flowed past before his eyes like a waterfall.

[Warning, the information you received is too complex, or contains negative factors, and needs to be filtered in time]

...

[You are deeply comprehending a certain wonderful speech, language-type skill experience all +3]

[You are deeply comprehending a certain wonderful speech, language-type skill experience all +3]

[You are deeply comprehending a certain wonderful speech, language-type skill experience all +3]

...

[Congratulations, after unremitting efforts, your skill has reached the Great Master level]

[Nanyang Language lv2 (0 / 500)]

[Obtained enhancement reward, 2 points of mental attribute] ...

...

[Congratulations, after unremitting efforts, your skill has reached the Great Master level]

[Desert Language lv2 (0 / 500)]

[Obtained enhancement reward, 2 points of mental attribute] ...

...

[Congratulations, after unremitting efforts, your skill has reached the Great Master level]

[Latin lv2 (0 / 500)]

[Obtained enhancement reward, 2 points of mental attribute] ...

...

[Congratulations, after unremitting efforts, your skill has reached the Grandmaster level]

[Japanese Language lv3 (This skill is at max level)]

[Obtained enhancement reward, skill special effect "Spell Resistance"]

[Resistance to all negative language-type abilities such as curses, Gu-bewitchment, and malicious thoughts increased by 100%]