Chapter 544: The Dead Have No Secrets
Since Teacher Lina has arrived, I took the opportunity to leave the medical room.
Teacher Lina seemed to hesitate about saying something to me, but in the end, she did not stop me to say anything.
After leaving, I directly used a teleportation spell to return to the ruins I had previously marked.
As I had not witnessed what happened here firsthand, I prepared to spend some time restoring the disrupted information of the earth veins.
However, this did not take long. The explosion’s impact ranged widely, but organizing the earth vein information at certain special nodes and restoring some scenes was enough. At that time, I would pass a copy to Principal Beif and others, which would contribute to the improvement of the Earth Vein Observation Technique.
After all, this was an important resource reserved in the script: [Extraordinary Knowledge], the Child of Fortune, and the collision between players who could forcibly manipulate fortune, making it highly valuable for information collection.
While I was busy, the area of ruins… no, it should be called a disaster zone, became filled with sounds of rescue efforts, with ordinary people and extraordinary beings spontaneously assisting.
They resisted the threat posed by potential strongman attackers, risking injury from the disaster creators who had not yet left, to rescue every possible survivor.
I walked through the ruins, piecing together the scenes that had previously occurred here. Sometimes I would step forward to assist those still alive. However, in the center of this explosion, the number of survivors was truly scarce. More often than not, I encountered figures distorted by the shockwave to the point they were unrecognizable, and I even met individuals on the brink of d*ath whom my Flesh Healing spell could not save.
At that moment, I clearly felt how easy it was for a person’s life to fade away, the soul material dispersing, flowing into the earth, returning to the cycle…
And at that moment, after I used the Earth Vein Identification Technique again, I finally confirmed one thing.
All along, I had relied on the Earth Vein Identification Technique to obtain fragmented earth vein information, attempting to restore the local scene from that time. However, after completing the collection, there were fragments of other information mixed in, far beyond what I had expected; some of these fragments were quite complete, yet completely unrelated to what I needed.
Now I understood… when a person dies, their soul material returns to the earth, their memories transform into information flowing into the ground. The information I collected, which I referred to as “interference information”, actually originated from the memories of those deceased individuals.
In other words… when a person dies, the concept of the individual disperses, and their information becomes public, then that person has no secrets left.
This was clearly a very important discovery; it meant that the Earth Vein Identification Technique had made significant progress in “peering into” personal privacy. Moreover… I also had the Resurrection Spell…
When a person dies, it means they have no secrets left, even if they are resurrected.
Thinking of this, I attempted to use the Resurrection Spell to bring back a deceased person for some test information.
My understanding of the Resurrection Spell was entirely based on my own foundation; at this moment, the spell targeted this world, this earth vein. It was competing with the earth vein for the dissipating soul material and reshaping it.
The Resurrection Spell I controlled meant a dual reshaping of both soul material and physical body, but my life essence was the soul. No wonder it felt “so simple” when I initially tried it, because at that time the Resurrection Spell only reshaped the physical body.
As the magic power was consumed, the Resurrection Spell gradually reshaped the figure before me into a recognizable human form, but in the end, I stopped and did not continue.
There was no meaning in saving a dead person for no reason; my ability was limited, and it wasn’t worth seeking trouble like that.
Could the resurrected individual accept their current situation?
Could they accept the loss of their loved ones?
This was not about saving a life; it was about dragging the deceased soul back to reality, to experience the cruelty of existence once more. Once I realized this, I immediately withdrew my hand, suddenly understanding the perspective of extraordinary witches towards ordinary people – a perspective that was on an entirely different level of life.
It was clearly just a matter of raising a hand to save a life, yet in the end, I chose not to save them. If this got out online, I would probably be criticized by a crowd.
But what significance would it hold for the extraordinary beings?
I spent several hours traversing this area, doing my best to collect and perfect the information I needed, including those memories. They could help me better understand the differences in the Main World from various perspectives.
I also personally assisted many individuals.
This was the most gratitude and pleas I had ever heard in my two lifetimes. Perhaps only at this moment did a person’s emotions and feelings become the most genuine, regardless of beauty or ugliness.
Of course, this disaster zone not only required rescue but also clearing obstacles and opening roads; the arrival of ambulances required a clear path.
This rescue effort could last for several days, but I would not linger here for too long.
The initial purpose of my visit here was to collect on-site information; secondary was to feel the fragility of life; and final was to witness the brilliance of life. I resembled a heartless observer, and once my initial goal was achieved, I would pack away all my compassion and leave this place.
In a deserted corner, I watched the pieced-together scenes showcasing what had happened.
From when the store manager was discovered by those players, to the chase, then a group of students ambushing the players, during which I witnessed the predicament of the brain-damaged birdman igniting the fire, and finally to the outbreak of this catastrophe, the entire incident appeared to be dramatic. So I thought Principal Beif and the others would surely like it.
Thus, I transferred the collected information and scenes, along with the data I observed here using the Earth Vein Observation Technique, to Principal Beif and others through the Great Knowledge Tree.
This transfer of information made me realize the difficulties of transmitting information between the Great Knowledge Tree and the Knowledge Tree.
It was a one-way transmission, ultimately synthesizing into my Great Knowledge Tree.
It should be noted that the Knowledge Tree generated from the Great Knowledge Seed passively shares information from my Great Knowledge Tree; this relationship is somewhat similar to “subsidy”. However, knowledge and information are “resources” that can be disseminated and replicated, so this relationship is unidirectional sharing and would not exploit the lower-level relationship.
However, if I, as the upper level, wanted to transmit information outward, it became somewhat challenging. Currently, the most mainstream channel is the Earth Vein Information Identification Technique.
Each time someone else’s Knowledge Tree is identified, the gathered information is actually first aimed at the database within their Knowledge Tree; only when the information is incomplete would they use my Great Knowledge Tree’s database to request “access permission” to further refine the identification information.
This is an organized form of information interaction that I have refined into a system, but if I were to take it out individually for real-time information transmission, that would be more challenging.
Though these technologies may seem similar, for them to be used like this, someone would have to specifically do it.
The Great Knowledge Tree has only been around for a short time since its birth; all of the inspiration does not come perfect with just one thought following its birth.
However, this thought I now have has another way to solve it: linking to the Academy Network system would perfectly resolve this issue!
But the Academy Network is ultimately just an external connection. If possible, I would also like to break through the technological obstacles of the Great Knowledge Tree to achieve pure information interchange between spells.
Returning to the Witch Academy.
After briefly communicating with Principal Beif about my findings, I returned to my villa for the remaining time.
Although I had previously said I would temporarily pause my research on the Great Knowledge Tree and had other matters to attend to, this information must have already spread; however, that does not mean I didn’t have time to come back and check on the progress.
“Xiao Han~ Didn’t you just say you were going to rest? Why are you back so soon?” Many witches were surprised to see me.
“Well~ I just couldn’t ease my mind about you all, so I took the time to come back and check. I haven’t really been gone long, but a lot happened outside. Want to hear it?”
I immediately responded to their curiosity. They had been here and didn’t know much about the outside situation, but upon hearing that I would share some insights and gossip from outside, many witches put down their work and gathered around.
However, some well-informed witches already knew some information; after all, it had been several hours since the incident happened, and Teacher Lina had heard about the situation and rushed to the medical room. It wasn’t hard for this matter to spread within the Witch Academy.
Yet they were more curious about the details of what occurred, so I narrated it to them in an audio-visual manner.
After I finished, many witches started discussing among themselves, expressing their views, while some wanted to know about the follow-up situation.
“Xiao Han, Xiao Han, are there more details? What happened afterward?”
“Um… there’s nothing more, but I should continue to follow up, don’t worry. Just consider it a break for me; I will send various information back through the Great Knowledge Tree as soon as there’s news.”
“Great! Thank you, Xiao Han~ Are you going to turn into a script battlefield reporter? By the way, can you do live streams? Hey, hey~ Great Gamer, you have already built a gaming platform here; can the Great Knowledge Tree set up a live streaming platform?”
“A live streaming platform? That should be possible… sounds like a good idea?”
“By the way, did you forget that the Great Knowledge Tree has already accessed the Academy Network? The Academy Network can handle what you’re asking for!” At this moment, a few witches responsible for connecting to the Academy Network spoke up.
“You don’t understand! The Academy Network has been improved so much by you all that it has almost no room for further development. But the Great Knowledge Tree is an untouched blue ocean!”
“Isn’t this redundant?”
“But you can’t deny that the Academy Network is just an external thing to the Great Knowledge Tree~ Anyway, I’m quite free, and I’m happy to help~”
“Well, suit yourself. But when the ecosystem constructed by the Knowledge Tree and Academy Network interacts, don’t come asking me when we eliminate phones and directly use the Knowledge Tree!”
“I’m sorry! Sister Qiong, I was wrong!”
Watching them be so lively, arguing and then begging for mercy, made me happy. Afterward, I also found the witch sister who had mentioned wanting to develop a live streaming platform. Her thoughts coincided with mine.
After exchanging opinions, I left satisfied; it seemed the possibility of my idea being realized was quite high.
Despite appearing somewhat clumsy during their earlier bickering, she truly had that capability.
However, those gossiping witches still did not stop; they even began analyzing the behavior and philosophies of the players using the scenes I provided.
“Hey, I still feel like these players have some issues.”
“What issues could they have?”
“Look at this scene; their fear of Xiao Han seems somewhat abnormal, far exceeding the threat posed by Xiao Han herself.”
“I think so too. The way they repeatedly asked the same question suggests a strong sense of disconnection, as if they were asking questions posed by the game architect behind them.”
“Could it be that they don’t know where the concept of witches being terrifying came from and that they are actually afraid of witches, not just Xiao Han herself…”
“That sounds plausible. When I went to find Principal Beif Alanna for clarification, I learned that the small world was also invaded, and due to unknown reasons, they fled. Could it be that they were scared away by Xiao Han? Hahaha!”
“By your logic, wouldn’t that lead them to take even more extreme actions in the Main World? After all, if they have no concerns, wouldn’t they just seek revenge for old and new grudges together? I’m looking forward to it…”
Their gossip did not purposefully lower their voices, so many witches joined in to share their opinions. I listened eagerly on the side. Honestly, many of their thoughts were quite feasible and provided insights I hadn’t considered, and I agreed with their analyses; they made a lot of sense.
The only difficult point in discussing this possibility was how that world learned the concept of “witches are scary.”
In fact, I did not believe that the power I displayed was enough to scare them away and make them abandon a world. Moreover, my mere appearance could not evoke such respect from those Pioneer Excavators.
But I just took it as a joke; if they believed it, then I would be a little fool. They were merely gossiping to add some fun to their boring lives, whether the facts were true or not didn’t matter much to them.
Afterward, their gossip escalated into even more ridiculous topics, so I stopped listening.
Leaving the group of gossipers, I went to the upper terrace to take a break, preparing to relax. After all, just not long ago, I had witnessed so many people’s tragedies. To be honest, I found it difficult to empathize with the atmosphere of laughter and gossip among the witches at this moment; those scenes still impacted my mind significantly.
The best way to calm these emotions was to divert my attention and find something to occupy myself with, so I chose… to study!
Those books and contents already recorded in the Great Knowledge Tree could not be left to gather dust; they truly belonged to me only when applied flexibly.
And to live and apply this knowledge, I naturally needed a goal to serve as an anchor.
At this moment, I thought about the spellbook that Principal Beif Alanna had given me. I heard it was a spellbook that even the principal found somewhat difficult to handle, so I naturally wanted to witness its wonders.
As I activated this spellbook, I first observed its insides, finding that it left no spell information, not even the most basic spell names.
It seemed this spell was indeed mysterious; as I activated the spellbook, I only felt a slight drop in temperature in my palm, but that was all. Then, a substance resembling crystal scattered in my hand. I picked it up but did not feel the coldness of ice; after touching absolute zero too much, I subconsciously associated it with ice, but it was not ice.
With the feedback from the Earth Vein Identification Technique, I quickly recognized what it was: some… crystals, material crystals, and these crystals were not a spell effect but real material. So, the effect of this spell was the act of “crystallization.”
“Interesting, let’s temporarily call it the Crystallization Spell. It doesn’t feel particularly special, though. I hope I’m not being fooled by Principal Beif…”
