chsdbacks Chapter 770 Severe Injury and Ridicule
Chapter 770 Severe Injury and Ridicule
Jemin sat up, wincing, one hand on the ground and the other pressing against his forehead, which had just healed but was still throbbing. The excruciating pain of his head exploding was secondary.
The body-strengthening method is already quite adept at dealing with this kind of flesh and blood injury.
What truly made him gasp was the throbbing pain in his soul.
Just now, his soul's "head" also exploded simultaneously.
Soul injuries are different from physical injuries. Even though body tempering techniques offer some protection for the soul, the pain of having his soul overwhelmed by excessive information still sent shivers down his spine.
If he hadn't experienced a complete "death" before, which granted him some death resistance through his body tempering technique, he would have wasted a substitute doll just now.
Jemin rubbed his forehead, quickly recalling everything that had happened in the less than a nanosecond in his mind.
The moment the laws of fate were activated, his perception was completely filled with information.
Within the entire search area of the Norren Workshop, almost an infinite amount of information flooded into his consciousness at the same instant.
Just thinking about it makes Jemin's head throb.
He now realizes he did something stupid.
It is indeed not easy to find planes in the endless chaotic void, but those planes really exist.
Each plane has its own complete system of laws, elemental structure, spatial parameters, and causal trajectory. Not to mention, some planes are home to a vast number of living beings.
He used the laws of fate to "see" which direction could lead to a plane, which meant that in an instant, he saw all the information about all existing planes within the search area.
The quantity is almost truly infinite.
With this amount of information, let alone his brain, even if an eighth-level wizard were to try and handle it, the result wouldn't be much different.
He's lucky he only lost his head.
Jemin leaned against the wall to stand up, retracted his true form, compressed his body back into human form, then sat cross-legged, his consciousness sinking into his mental sea. The scene in his mental sea made him give a bitter smile.
The Ring of Truth trembled slightly amidst the vibrations, and more than a dozen fine cracks appeared on its surface, with the golden threads of law twisting unnaturally at the cracks.
The golden threads of spiritual energy were alright, only their light dimmed a bit, but several other golden threads of energy were directly shaken and loosened halfway off the Ring of Truth.
The entire mental sea felt as if it had just experienced an earthquake.
Fortunately, the self-repairing ability of the spiritual sea at the Dao Integration Realm is strong enough, and the body tempering method has begun to adapt and evolve to this type of injury. Jieming roughly estimated that it should take only a few years to fully recover.
For a fatal injury, this cost is already very small.
He leaned against the wall of the quiet room and took a few deep breaths to calm the throbbing pain in his soul.
He already knew the dangers of knowledge related to fate.
When he first began studying, every book on destiny warned him at the beginning that the laws of destiny were not something to be used carelessly. He remembered this, and thus always maintained the proper reverence for the knowledge of destiny.
But knowledge of fate is too convenient.
Processing information, anticipating attacks, tracing causality... this convenience gradually eroded his original vigilance towards the knowledge of fate. At first, he only used it to assist in minor aspects.
Later, Jemin became more and more comfortable using it, and more and more daring in his use of it.
Previously, while in the bizarre world, Jemin had sensed danger through self-fusion.
But he had to admit that sometimes, excessive convenience can indeed make people lower their guard.
Thinking of this, Jemin couldn't help but laugh self-deprecatingly.
Fate doesn't lie.
"It will tell you everything you ask, exactly as it is."
"As for the consequences... that's a matter for them to bear."
Jemin closed his eyes and began to regulate his breathing.
It will take several more years for his mental state to fully recover.
Until then, the search for the other dimension will have to be put on hold for the time being.
"..."
On the communication screen, Vio was laughing so hard she was bent over, leaning on the table.
"Hahahaha... Jemin, you actually blew your own head off?"
She laughed so hard her shoulders trembled, her long silver-gray hair shook, and a few tears even welled up in the corners of her eyes.
"I've heard similar stories before, and I always thought they were just jokes."
"I can't believe it! This kind of thing actually happened to someone I know. Good grief... hahahahahahahaha!!"
As she spoke, she tried to mimic the scene, suddenly stretching her arms outwards:
"You tell me, wasn't the scene of your explosion incredibly spectacular? You... hahahahahahaha!"
Vio couldn't help but laugh again halfway through her sentence: "Jamin, do you think your head is harder than your head?"
Jemin's temple twitched slightly.
He paused for a few seconds, then calmly said:
"Senior."
"Um?"
"Have you laughed enough?"
"no."
Viola answered confidently.
"I'll laugh at you for the rest of my life because of this!"
Jemin's lips twitched slightly.
He suddenly realized that admitting this problem might have been a mistake.
Ten years have passed since that accident.
The walls of the quiet room, stained red with blood, have long since been replaced with new metal panels.
The cracks in the sea of the spirit have long since been completely healed through a long process of self-repair.
However, these ten years have not been without their challenges.
In the preceding years, due to the severe damage to his spiritual sea, his solidified domain of laws and his own cultivation had almost stagnated.
Only after his injuries had fully healed did he return to his original training rhythm.
Because the development of the field of solidified laws was far below expectations, he truthfully told his mentor and senior about his injury during this once-in-a-century routine communication.
I just didn't expect...
Viola's first reaction wasn't concern, but laughter.
"No, that's not entirely unexpected either..." Jemin thought to himself.
On the other screen, Clark remained silent.
Only after Viola had finished laughing did the mentor slowly speak.
"Jermin."
Clark's voice remained steady, but it sounded a bit heavier than usual.
"Tell me the story from the beginning."
Jemin nodded, making no attempt to hide anything.
It started with merging with the origin of the plane, then moved on to searching for the masterless plane, and then attempted to use knowledge of destiny to assist in the search.
Finally, his head exploded, his mental state was severely damaged, and it took him several years to recover.
He recounted everything that had happened in detail.
Throughout the entire process, Clark listened quietly.
After Jemin finished speaking, the laboratory remained silent for a long time.
(Bonus chapter today, one more chapter to go.)