Countless traces suddenly burst forth around him, as if a galaxy had exploded!
Innumerable traces, like a nuclear bomb, suddenly annihilated everything inside his head! Infinite, endless, numerous terrifying, dense traces! They almost instantly submerged everything about him!
The man fell to his knees, clutching his head, screaming in extreme agony and terror!
He was weeping uncontrollably, with blood streaming from his eyes! The veins on his face were about to explode!
Su Qi's eyelids twitched as he watched the man almost descend into madness, fear, muttering the same sentence over and over like a broken toy.
Su Qi thought the Spiritual Eyes contained the Sealing power of the Evil God, and since the Evil God could manipulate the Abyss to knead the Present World like a crumpled paper ball, it must be extraordinary.
Moreover, the most important point was that the use of the Spiritual Eyes... was unrestricted, indicating a higher rank, something the man in front of him naturally couldn't see.
But such an intense reaction, even like going mad.
This was somewhat unexpected to Su Qi.
Though the Evil God was awesome, you're still Divine, and even if... not an opponent, you wouldn't be like an Ordinary person who would go deaf and blind just by seeing it, falling into a state of spiritual insanity.
Su Qi silently observed the question and exclamation marks around him and gradually withdrew his thoughts.
To bring the man back from madness and trembling.
Su Qi employed the method of philosophical infusion.
That is, whacking his head hard with the thick philosophy book by his side.
"Thump, thump, thump!"
It was actually quite effective; the man seemed to be smacked silly, and his shaking, frenzied appearance showed signs of recovery.
Su Qi, holding a heavy book, did not hesitate to whack him again.
Divine Artifacts... even a book that looks ordinary holds extraordinary power.
Su Qi also noticed from the question marks that the man often used the book to hit his own head, seemingly using this method to alleviate pain normally.
This is the power of knowledge!
About a minute later.
The man slowly regained his senses, touched the blood on his head, and asked in confusion, "What just happened?"
"You accidentally stumbled and hit your head on the foot of the bed," Su Qi shook his head, "Be more careful next time."
"Wait..." The man suddenly paused: "My head doesn't hurt anymore!"
He felt that, apart from the physical pain on his head, the infinite traces like spiritual spikes of Annihilation pain were gone.
Su Qi nodded, "It seems that my treatment as a master gynecologist was very effective."
"...Let me recall for a moment... Just now I seem to have..." The man tried to remember but suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, as if an ant had fallen into the sun.
He quickly stopped and gasped for breath.
"What's wrong?" Su Qi feigned confusion.
"I don't know..." The man looked at Su Qi, a bit astonished, "...and why, I could see your traces before, but now I can't see anything."
Su Qi said, "It's because I have completely washed away all pretense... But let's not talk about that, have you answered my question just now?"
The man's face turned slightly pale.
Answer... what the hell!
He had almost forgotten what the question was?
"I lost..." The man's voice trembled slightly as he exhaled:
Su Qi gently picked up a book, "Well, then I won't be polite, and this book will be mine."
This was the most valuable thing in the room.
The power and weight of knowledge indeed have no equal.
"However, it looks like I have cured your illness..." Su Qi paused, "I'm going to charge separately for this... Do you have anything that can compensate?"
The man did not respond, but lowered his head, took off his glasses, and without the spiritual impact, he... now returned to a semblance of normalcy, no longer showing signs of madness.
The man had somewhat regained a scholarly, wise demeanor.
Yet he spoke in a low voice.
"...Invisible traces quietly connect into a network."
"Some people call it destiny."
"If you can control it, you can even see the future as if it's inevitable, with no accidents for anyone."
"And you... are extremely special... I can't see any traces on you anymore... You don't exist in destiny!"
The man suddenly looked up at Su Qi, making Su Qi slightly lift his foot, thinking the man might pounce.
But he showed an extremely excited expression, like a Descent fanatic discovering the Three-Body People at his doorstep, his hoarse voice said:
"You are a person not controlled by fate..."
"I beg you... you must survive..."
"You must stay alive, grow, and reach the future..."
Su Qi: "..... Even if you didn't ask, I don't seem to have any reason to refuse, and what does this have to do with not being controlled by fate..."
An existence without traces signifies not being controlled by fate... but why was the man so agitated?
The man shook his head, "All I can say is one thing."
"Remember... don't let anyone else discover this secret."
"Otherwise... those terrifying beings that the Gods are dealing with, the Abyss behind that dreadful God... will go to any lengths to kill you!"
That's a bit too late to tell me, brother!
"But rest assured, I will do everything to erase all traces!"
"After the Recovery from the deep slumber, I will do everything to protect your growth! Even if your talents are poor, I will at least get you to enter Sequence 2, or even Sequence One!"
Su Qi's eyelids twitched slightly.
This was a solemn promise from a Divine being!