The biggest problem Li Zhiyuan faces now is that the "evil book" has been locked away, but how to use it after locking it up?
What's the point of just locking it up? I was hoping it could work as a labor reform.
Placing the book down, Li Zhiyuan took out a red string and started threading it through his fingers, simultaneously beginning to deduce the team's array.
However, not long after beginning the deduction, the young man felt his brain beco fatigued.
The girl stood up.
The young man looked up at the girl, a bit worried she would head to the kitchen to make a red sugar poached egg for him.
However, the girl did not leave. Instead, she reached over and took a red string from the young man, imitating his previous steps and started threading it through her fingers.
She was helping him with the deduction.
Li Zhiyuan watched the red string roll between the girl's fingers, while his right hand continued to pinch and calculate.
Not long after, Alii also stopped her actions.
The girl frowned slightly, seemingly wanting to force herself to continue, but was stopped by Li Zhiyuan.
"That's enough for now, this deduction is very energy-consuming, there's no rush."
The girl nodded and got up to leave.
Li Zhiyuan thought she was tired and went to rest, so he took a basin to go shower.
After the shower, feeling a bit dizzy and walking with a bit of a wobble, he pushed open the door and entered the room, only to find that the girl was back, holding two large bowls with red sugar poached eggs.
"Alii, let's eat together."
The girl nodded.
Tonight's red sugar poached eggs tasted much better than last night's, less sweet, likely with Aunt Liu's help.
After eating, the girl returned to the East Room, while Li Zhiyuan took the bowl to the kitchen.
Aunt Liu was still cleaning up inside and asked when she saw him: "Was it good?"
"Aunt Liu..."
"I'll make you a different dessert next ti."
"Thank you, Aunt Liu."
"You're welco, go back and rest."
After Li Zhiyuan left, Aunt Liu looked at the large jar of red sugar on the table.
This morning she had found the large jar of red sugar, which was full yesterday, had vanished. If she hadn't returned to the kitchen earlier, Alii would have filled another large jar into the pot.
After the late-night snack, Li Zhiyuan, recuperating so energy, returned to his room, his right hand continued to pinch and compute, aiming to consolidate the part previously deduced.
This was a vast undertaking, not only was it complex in principle but also required individual design adjustnts based on each mber of the team.
Even with Alii's help, Li Zhiyuan suspected that at this pace... it would take a whole year to truly deduce it.
Calculating based on a profound Secret Technique, deducing it in a year was already remarkably fast; many sects' legacy Cultivation Techniques required several generations to complete.
But for the young man, a year... was really too long.
Although he showed strategic value to Jiang Shui, avoiding sudden attacks from the Langhua model,
but with the increasing difficulty Jiang Shui would introduce, if they didn't quickly elevate the team's comprehensive strength between each wave, they would easily be crushed by the increasingly fierce Langhua.
The young man looked down at the wordless book again.
On that page's illustration, the woman continued to maintain her previously depicted image of a hanging ghost, without change.
Hmm, why are you suddenly showing less desire to perform today?
Li Zhiyuan's right hand continued to pinch as his left hand rested on the page.
At that mont, the young man suddenly realized, as he continued the deduction, a special sense of support erged, akin to Zhao Yi standing beside him, using the Life and Death Door to lend his mind.
Li Zhiyuan imdiately looked down at the picture.
In the picture, she was no longer hanging herself but began to go mad, lying on the prison floor, rolling around.
Li Zhiyuan proceeded with the deduction, unconsciously speeding up.
In the image, the woman's form changed into a man, peeling at his face, looking quite horrifying.
As the deduction continued, the man turned back into a woman, sprawling against the prison wall, constantly twisting, blood flowing.
But the young man still did not stop, continuing the deduction, he couldn't help it, knowing this entity had a history of playing pitiful.
The figure in the image began to hunch, its body starting to shrivel, making it indistinguishable whether it was male or female.
The deduction continued until... one of its legs exploded, gone.
Li Zhiyuan paused for a mont, only one leg exploded, there was still another leg and two arms left.
Continue the deduction.
The other leg vanished too.
The arms were gone.
When only a scalp with a big chunk of decayed flesh remained, Li Zhiyuan finally stopped.
The part just deducted was enough for ten days.
In truth, Li Zhiyuan himself was responsible for the deduction, but via the wordless book, he could tap into the computational power provided by the "evil book".
At this mont, because only a clear skull remained, the image was magnified.
On that skull's face, there was an expression of sheer fear and astonishnt.
It was the "evil book," which since its inception, had manipulated countless tragic family annihilations as both sustenance and entertainnt.
But after falling into the hands of this young man, it finally understood what true ruthless evil was!
Li Zhiyuan picked up a pen and wrote on the prison wall in the picture:
"Continue tomorrow, intensity remains."
The skull began frantically shaking, then its tongue extended, licking the blood below it, and in the next mont, the image on the page changed, blood-red letters scrawled on the wall with its tongue:
"Please allow to rest, I will die!"
However, sustainable depletion is inherently better.
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