87: Chapter 87 Gods from the Spiritual Realm?
"Xia Qingchuan?"
Qin Feng searched through his memories but couldn't find any information related to this name.
An existence capable of manifesting independently in the Material Plane as a "spiritual body"...
...would definitely not be ordinary.
But.
The scope of information accessible to people in the Lower City was too narrow and scarce; many were trapped in a tiny information cocoon for their entire lives, never able to break out.
Even though Qin Feng had spent money to buy a membership that connected to the Upper City network, the information he could access was still limited.
"Could he be a major figure?"
"However, this 'spiritual body' appeared in an area contaminated by the power of the cocoon of the demon god. It might be related to demons, so I should be somewhat cautious."
Qin Feng speculated inwardly.
He did not get out of the car.
Instead, maintaining basic vigilance, he rolled down the window halfway, his foot hovering over the accelerator, ready to bolt at any moment.
Meanwhile.
Looking at the translucent middle-aged man before him, he asked in a calm voice:
"What kind of help?"
Qin Feng was no saint.
He wouldn't help someone for no reason.
He only planned to use this to communicate with the other party and probe the background of this "spiritual body."
If he discovered even a hint of something being off, he would absolutely flee immediately without the slightest hesitation.
Xia Qingchuan seemed to notice Qin Feng's vigilance.
He gave a warm smile.
He said:
"I'm sorry, asking for your help so abruptly seems a bit sudden. According to normal procedures, I should have informed you of my identity and met up from time to time for coffee or black tea, or had snacks and dinner together to build a foundation of trust."
"That way, once we shared mutual trust and understanding, I could then ask for your help."
Uh...
Qin Feng's expression became a bit strange.
Why did this sound like a blind date?
"But I don't have enough time, and my memories are fragmented. I've long forgotten my original identity. I only remember my name is Xia Qingchuan, and I have a daughter. I owe her a great debt, and I want to... compensate and redeem her."
Xia Qingchuan continued:
"To express my apologies for my abrupt request, I've decided to give you a gift first."
Before he had even finished speaking.
Xia Qingchuan raised a hand.
A strange, brilliant starlight-like glow emerged from his fingertip, forming a crystalline hexagonal shape like a snowflake. It radiated an orange light as it drifted and swayed toward Qin Feng.
"Hmm?"
Seeing this.
Qin Feng's eyes flickered with a strange light:
"This is..."
"This is a piece of knowledge, a piece of knowledge regarding 'Flesh Technology'."
Xia Qingchuan smiled, "From the look of it, you should possess some basic occult knowledge, knowing that I am a 'spiritual body' like a Soul."
"In fact, although I am a 'spiritual body', I am different from an ordinary one."
"Because I..."
"...come from the deepest 'Mental Layer' of this world, representing the spiritual characteristic of the orange light, one of the Seven Lights, and I wield the authority of 'knowledge and science' corresponding to the orange light."
Xia Qingchuan rubbed his head, appearing a bit bashful and embarrassed:
"So, the only gift I can give you is knowledge. I hope you don't mind."
Ah?
Hearing this.
In an instant, only hundreds of "Ah?"s remained in Qin Feng's mind.
From the deepest "Mental Layer" of this world?
Representing the spiritual characteristic of the orange light, one of the Seven Lights?
Wielding the authority of "knowledge and science" corresponding to the orange light?
Qin Feng's mouth couldn't help but twitch.
Wielding...
authority...
This kind of description...
Isn't it usually used when describing a certain god...
So...
"This Xia Qingchuan is a god?"
Qin Feng was truly a bit dazed.
He had just escaped the contamination power of the demon god.
And now he'd bumped into another god?
Ah, this...
Qin Feng was stunned.
"Knowledge of Flesh Technology..."
Staring at the brilliant orange-tinted glow before him, Qin Feng's eyes flickered as his thoughts raced.
He had previously absorbed demon god knowledge from the thoughts of the cocoon of the demon god.
Therefore.
He could be considered experienced.
With just one glance.
He could see that the glow indeed contained incredibly rich knowledge. Moreover, the knowledge was very pure and clean, abundant without being messy—it was all essence, without a trace of contamination.
And what Qin Feng found even more strange.
Was that the amount of this knowledge seemed to have been calculated with extreme precision.
It perfectly suited his current brain capacity.
It was practically tailor-made.
It wouldn't cause his head to explode because it was too massive.
*Whoosh!*
His fingertip lightly touched the glow.
Knowledge, like a trickling stream.
Soaked into Qin Feng's mind.
Qin Feng instinctively felt his brain cheering with joy.
When he previously absorbed the demon god's knowledge.
He only felt as if his brain were bearing a weight of ten thousand tons; it was extremely exhausting.
But absorbing the knowledge before him.
Was not only not exhausting.
On the contrary, the knowledge also contained a stream-like en own spirit power, washing through his brain and thoughts, purifying the fatigue in his mind as well as some residual demon god mental contamination.
In an instant.
Qin Feng only felt that he was now in high spirits.
The sense of exhaustion that had been overflowing from his spirit.
Completely vanished!
"For the first time, I've felt that the power of knowledge is so wonderful."
Qin Feng couldn't help but immerse himself in it.
And he subconsciously gave a word of praise.
"I'm glad you like this gift."
Xia Qingchuan smiled slightly.
Then, without further nonsense.
He said directly:
"As I said before, I have a daughter. I owe her a great debt, so I want to compensate and redeem her. But... as you know, as a 'spiritual body', although I am somewhat special and can exist independently in the Material Plane, trying to interfere with the Material Plane... is extremely difficult."
"Plus, my daughter isn't like you, little brother; she can't see me or communicate with me directly, so I've always been very troubled."
"Of course, I've tried methods like dream-sending, but my daughter has a mental illness, and her mental world is a mess. The dream-sending method doesn't work at all."
Xia Qingchuan gave a bitter smile:
"In short, it's very hard for me to establish communication with my daughter."
"My request is also very simple."
"I hope you can help me compensate my daughter, find a way to redeem her, and let her stop sinking into the abyss of self-harm."
"I know I'm an inadequate father."
"I didn't protect her well."
"So..."
"If there is a chance, even if only once, I will protect her at all costs."
Hearing this.
Qin Feng's brow furrowed slightly.
He originally thought the other party's request would be something extraordinary; after all, this Xia Qingchuan was an existence from the "Mental Layer," a suspected god.
He never expected that he actually wanted help resolving a family conflict.
Stroking his chin.
Qin Feng asked curiously:
"Where is your daughter? Where is she now?"
Xia Qingchuan looked at the flesh lava beneath him, pointed, and said:
"Dead. Inside here."
Qin Feng: "..."
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