With the utterance of this meaningful sentence, Cassandra’s figure began to turn transparent, eventually disappearing completely into the air.
The room returned to silence, but the atmosphere was even more oppressive than before.
Eve slumped in the chair, her face pale as paper.
Franka remained kneeling on the ground, her body trembling uncontrollably.
"Let’s end today’s conversation here."
Ron said calmly, carefully storing the experimental data left by Cassandra into the spatial bag:
"I need time to digest this new information, especially the part about the origin of the preserved species’ bloodline."
Eve nodded numbly, her gaze hollow.
Franka still did not stand up, seeming to have lost all strength.
......
Night fell again on the Central Lands, Ron stood alone on the workshop’s rooftop, with intricate astrological instruments set before him.
The starry sky was exceptionally clear tonight, those distant stars shimmered coldly like diamonds.
After months of continuous cultivation, his astrology had nearly reached the critical point of breakthrough.
And the Scholar Star’s glow was growing brighter, almost ready to light up fully.
Tonight, he would complete this pivotal leap.
"Ailan, are the preparations complete?"
The green Tree Spirit was busy assisting with the adjustment of various auxiliary devices.
The starlight guide she held, crafted by Ron, was emitting a soft silver-white glow, forming a resonance with the stars in the sky.
"All equipment is in place, Master." Ailan’s voice carried a hint of nervousness.
Ron nodded, and swallowed a bottle of specially-made "Resonance Potion," a new formula he improved after receiving the Creator’s Blessing.
The effect of the potion was immediate.
Upon consuming the potion, a cool energy spread throughout his body via the meridians.
The sensation was akin to countless tiny starlights flowing through his veins, with each heartbeat feeling the pulse from the distant stars.
His spiritual perception became exceptionally acute, as if able to directly touch the consciousness of stars billions of light-years away.
"Let’s begin."
Ron gently closed his eyes, operating "Star Eater’s Ravings" to enter a deep meditation state.
His consciousness penetrated the barrier of reality, sinking into the familiar yet mysterious sea of stars.
Guided by the purple light of the Hermit Star, his perspective shifted towards the Scholar Star located at the lower right of the Wisdom Constellation.
This silver-white star at this moment emitted a fierce brilliance.
The complex textures on its surface rotated with unprecedented speed, like a never-ending computation center.
But tonight there was something different.
The light of Scholar Star conveyed ancient and profound consciousness waves, a wisdom beyond human comprehension calling softly.
Ron knew this was the crucial moment to establish a connection.
Utilizing the astrology techniques he learned, Ron extended his spiritual power like threads, attempting to establish the deepest connection with the Scholar Star.
This time, the connection process was extremely difficult, as if some invisible resistance was blocking his approach.
Suddenly, the glow of the Scholar Star began to flicker intensely, the flickering carried a special rhythm, like ancient Morse code.
Ron concentrated his full attention, trying to interpret its meaning.
Gradually, he began to sense an indescribable consciousness.
It was not malicious, but also not wholly benevolent, rather a pure wisdom entity transcending the concept of good and evil.
"I seek the truth of knowledge."
He silently recited in his mind this phrase, it was the basic etiquette recorded in the "Star Eater’s Ravings" for communicating with higher-dimensional beings.
The light of the Scholar Star suddenly stopped flickering, the entire star became like a flawless silver mirror.