Just as Li was about to unveil the plan known as "New Life."
Zhang Ze suddenly raised his hand to interrupt, "Hold on a second!"
"What's up?" asked Li.
Zhang Ze replied, "My CD is ready, I'll go send the Earth Sea information to Xiangxiang and the others first, so the CD doesn't spin idly and waste ti."
Li asked, "Is it that urgent?"
Zhang Ze said, "It's better to be cautious. If I forget again, it'll have been for nothing."
Saying this, Zhang Ze pointed to his head, indicating to Li to transfer the observational data about Earth Sea directly into his brain.
"Do you understand them?" Li scrutinized Zhang Ze with a doubtful look.
"You have to trust my wisdom. Besides, it doesn't matter if I don't understand; as long as soone else does." Zhang Ze replied.
Li said, "There are no translations; it's all my hotown dialect."
Zhang Ze responded, "No problem, just give your kindergarten pre-school textbooks too."
Li hesitated, nodded, and then took a step back before executing a rocket head hamr onto Zhang Ze's forehead.
A vast amount of information instantly flooded into Zhang Ze's mind.
Scrambled-like words and images completely stuffed Zhang Ze's head.
To prevent himself from being overwheld by this ocean of knowledge, Zhang Ze didn't look and directly sealed this knowledge away.
Despite that, being allergic to learning, he was knocked out of his dream.
...
Opening his eyes, Zhang Ze carefully touched his mind, nearly contaminated by knowledge.
After a pause, he took his leg off Li's belly, covered Li's stomach with a small blanket to prevent it from catching cold, and then left the Ancestral Temple.
Only the idle Xiao Yaozi remained outside the temple, the other figures had vanished.
"Where did everyone go?" Zhang Ze hesitated briefly before asking.
Xiao Yaozi replied, "There was nothing to do here, so the Horror Saint and the Giant returned to Mountain and Sea to restore order and prevent further chaos.
Your friend, the one in black, left with a Taisui, saying they wanted to check around for any overlooked Nine Huis, but...
Xiao Yaozi paused, eventually speaking his mind.
"I think your friend just wants to explore treasures and search for good stuff within Mountain and Sea.
Logically, I should stop them, but if they can leave, the condition of Mountain and Sea is irrelevant, so we let them be."
Zhang Ze nodded, internally acknowledging Xiao Yaozi's perceptiveness.
After promising Xiao Yaozi to help them leave again, Zhang Ze sat cross-legged, preparing to play his little ball.
The Ancestral Temple parallels Mountain and Sea; no need to leave, ssages can be sent outward by playing his little ball here.
...
Holy Tree Division, Fucheng.
Not much ti had passed since the last communication, rely a day altogether.
At this mont, within the room of the forr substitute Saintess, Xiangxiang was yawning, blowing cyber electronic bubbles.
In the room were only her, the forr substitute Saintess Miss Di Zhuomala, and the pet-elevated Fuji.
The forr substitute Saintess had fallen apart, corrupted into Fuji's plaything.
Now, she couldn't live properly without Fuji, becoming a useless recluse in Fucheng.
Utterly ruined.
As for Chen Qin, she had just left.
Said she missed her bird and was going to Chang State to find it, returning in half a two-hour.
To avoid Zhang Ze's sudden contact, Xiangxiang was appointed by Chen Qin, elevated to Ball Watching Envoy, responsible for keeping the vibrating little ball.
A rather dull task indeed.
After bubble blowing, Xiangxiang took advantage of Old Di wrestling with Fuji, stealthily using her silver liquid tal hand to pick up the ball from the golden floor slate.
Ensuring no one noticed her, Xiangxiang placed the ball inside her projection.
She gently shook the ball with her hand.
After a while, Xiangxiang pouted angrily.
'Sigh, no response.'
'Loneliness.'
'Despair.'
But as the despondent Xiangxiang prepared to secretly go offline, retreat to Thousand chanism Pavilion, and sort archives to kill ti, Zhang Ze's ball suddenly vibrated by itself.
Seeing this, Xiangxiang hurriedly stuffed the ball into Little Fuji's head.
This ti, Little Fuji didn't launch into a hand-waving speech like before, just quivered a bit.
It seed the transmitted information differed sowhat.
Fuji didn't utter a word but beckoned to Xiangxiang.
"Is your thing here?"
Xiangxiang asked, "Which one?"
Fuji pouted while contemplating, then gestured, "The square-like one you always carry."
Fuji's words helped Xiangxiang understand her aning.
She wanted Xiangxiang's mobile terminal.
Though puzzled, Xiangxiang handed her terminal over.
Fuji received the terminal, fiddled with it, and conjured an enormous Spiritual Qi virtual screen.
Taking a deep breath, Fuji emitted twenty or thirty tentacles from beneath.
Then, she began storm-inputting on the Spiritual Qi virtual screen.
This was Zhang Ze's conceived thod for transmitting information.
Although he couldn't fathom the untranslated languages, the Divinity Transformation Stage's brain excelled as a walking supercomputer.
Thus, Zhang Ze conducted simple encoding in his brain, converting Earth Sea data into image files.
In JPG format.
The images comprised black and white pixels.
Zhang Ze and Fuji had agreed beforehand, 0 ant a white pixel, 1 ant a black pixel.
The ball's short vibrations denoted 1, while long ones denoted 0.
With Fuji's ultimate storm-input, pictures were transferred from her hand to Xiangxiang's terminal.
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