Today's research findings were quite interesting. We discovered that the information contained in the Heavenly Dao had become more straightforward. Although some of it was illogical, peculiar, and inexplicable, it was perhaps easier to understand than the previously indescribable and unutterable "Dao."
Heh, Liu Yuan and Alice were getting married. Everyone was very happy. This was perhaps rare good news in this terrible era.
We decided to take half a day off to congratulate this new couple.
——A large amount of meaningless gibberish and chaotic words.
…
Zhou Bai frowned as he read this and suddenly remembered the page of the diary Alice had shown him before. Comparing the size, style, handwriting, and content of that page: "That page of the diary seemed to have been torn from this one."
He thought about it and had some guesses in his heart, then continued to read.
…
That knowledge was very useful. Many of it could hasten our cultivation progress. Everyone was excited. If we continued like this, we might find a way to completely counteract the polluted spiritual energy.
No, we could do even better. We could decipher the entire Heavenly Dao. Perhaps humanity would reach an unprecedented height.
Another joyous news, Mike had returned. I thought he had already been eaten. It looked like I was too tired. Perhaps I should find some time to rest?
——Some unsettling, incomprehensible curves and figures.
Li Zhengdao woke up. Using the information we got from the Heavenly Dao, we healed him.
But I felt something was wrong. My chest seemed to start hurting again. Maybe I should also let Mike and the others treat me.
——A mass of bright red alterations and some creepy distorted images.
It was all wrong, everything was wrong, everything was a conspiracy. We were doomed from the start, utterly defeated, hopeless.
The information contained in the Heavenly Dao couldn't be directly used. It would turn humans into twisted monsters. Did the Celestial Court know about this? Li Zhengdao and Mike had a conflict. Who should I trust?
If humans who comprehended the twisted Heavenly Dao went insane, what about the numerous celestial beings of the Celestial Court? Being closest to the Heavenly Dao, had they already become twisted and mad? If they had all gone mad, who was giving orders in the Celestial Court?
——Continuous missing pages.
The battle broke out too suddenly. I didn't know who made the first move.
Demonization not only caused physical mutations, but it also infected the Primordial Spirit, twisting and maddening thoughts.
Everyone died except me.
I seemed not to be completely insane, even becoming more awake. The past days were like a nightmare.
I should find out the reason.
——Some illegible words.
I decided to go out and look for other survivors. I needed more specimens. Everything was for humanity.
The Heavenly Dao was becoming more confusing and blurred. The degree of spiritual energy pollution was increasing daily. Every cultivation session felt like walking on a tightrope.
I headed north, avoiding the demons' search. The world was in ruins; the situation was worse than I imagined.
——Large patches of incomprehensible scribbles, seemingly describing the sights along the way.
In a few days, I would reach the end of the Eastern Continent. I had searched the entire continent.
On this journey, I found fewer than a hundred survivors. I hoped they could survive and come with me to the base.
But the adults possessed the power of the Primordial Spirit. They were far more infected than the children. I had to make a choice.
After all, humanity only had us left.
Everything was for humanity.
——What followed were continuous blank pages.
…
Zhou Bai took a deep breath.
"Is this… Dr. Zhuang's diary?"
"I never thought the person writing this diary was him. But where were the other missing pages? And who tore them?"
However, although the diary brought many questions, it also answered many of Zhou Bai's doubts.
Obviously, the base was created by Dr. Zhuang and another group of people. They seemed to be studying how to cultivate under the conditions of spiritual energy pollution and the twisted Heavenly Dao.
The results were very tragic. It seemed only Dr. Zhuang survived for some reason.
Then he searched for other survivors and brought them back to the base, as Ban Du said, trying to have them cultivate.
"That should be the case," Zhou Bai secretly nodded, though he still had many doubts.
However, Zhou Bai knew too little. He didn't even understand the concept of the Celestial Court and celestial beings in this world. He could only leave his suspicions in his mind and distinguish them later.
"There were still many unclear things. What were the contents that were torn out or scribbled over? Who touched my neck in the cafeteria that night? Ban Du? Or someone else? And what was the purpose of the demon course? Why did Ban Du successfully awaken the power of the Primordial Spirit…"
Zhou Bai sighed. Now that everyone was dead, many secrets might never be known.
Zhou Bai continued flipping through the diary. After the continuous blank pages, there was a string of coordinates.
"Regarding the struggle between the Heavenly Demon and the Celestial Court, everything seemed not as simple as we thought. Perhaps (a large section was scribbled out)
I have hidden the secrets I know in this place."
Zhou Bai closed his eyes. Although he really wanted to know what Dr. Zhuang knew, now was clearly not the time to find that place. What he needed was to survive and then become stronger.
After resting for a while, Zhou Bai tried to stand up, but found it still impossible.
"However, the power of the Primordial Spirit seemed to recover faster. If I rest a bit longer, I can try to float using the power of the Primordial Spirit."
After more than half an hour, noisy voices came from above.
"Who's there?" Zhou Bai thought for a moment and noted the last coordinate numbers of the diary.
Then he used his partially recovered power of the Primordial Spirit to destroy the diary and feigned death.
…
"Captain, there's still someone alive here."
"Surviving this, you really have strong luck. Carry him up."
"Are there any clues?"
"Any clues were all burned. But this base seemed to have many children and experimental equipment."
"The underground research lab of the survivors?"
"Captain, bad news. Two survivors couldn't adapt to the twisted spiritual energy. They seemed to be naturally conceived Old Humans."
"Troublesome. Are there still Old Human survivors nowadays? Put them in anti-infection suits. Whether they survive or not depends on their luck."
Shaking bodies, noisy sounds, all sorts of shouting, handling, and machine noises constantly sounded in Zhou Bai's ears.
When everything stabilized, he slightly trembled his eyelashes and slowly opened his eyes, finding his body seemed to be wrapped in some special material clothing.
And outside the clothing was a steel ceiling. He rolled his eyes and looked outside, realizing this seemed to be some kind of transportation vehicle, surrounded by rapidly retreating landscapes.
"If I were you, I wouldn't move recklessly," a rough man's voice sounded beside Zhou Bai. "Your broken body looked like it had been hit by a car. What did you encounter?"
Christina quickly said in Zhou Bai's mind, "These people came from somewhere, thoroughly searched the entire base inside and out, and rescued you…"
While Zhou Bai pretended to be unconscious, in his mind, Christina retained full sensory perception and could carefully observe everything around.