In the room, Lin Qianxuan began to attempt the manipulation of the spiritual power within his body.

The spiritual power's flow was relatively smooth.

According to the experience of the Otherworld Bureau, Earth's technological creations tend to lose functionality in many Otherworlds.

However, spiritual power has strong versatility, and in many of the worlds visited by the Otherworld Bureau, the most restrictive one can still retain sixty to seventy percent of its effectiveness.

As far as Lin Qianxuan could perceive, spiritual power was not hindered.

It appeared that the related spiritual technology would also not undergo much change.

This is not too different from the games.

His ability to manipulate water was also not much affected.

The only difference was the gravity of the world, which was about thirty percent higher compared to Earth, requiring a bit more effort when manipulating water.

But this extra effort was quite negligible.

His water manipulation ability was an innate talent, as easy and natural as breathing.

Except for illness and old age, it's rare to hear of anyone struggling to breathe under normal circumstances.

"If I can fight on home ground, a one-on-one against the War God Armor Body shouldn't be a problem," Lin Qianxuan murmured.

His last simulation in the game was enough to easily defeat the corrupted Purple Bamboo Son without using the spiritual energy cannon.

Moreover, relying on a stronger physical body, he could suppress the War God Armor Body, and using the water in the Boat Pool, he could even gain a significant advantage.

However, achieving victory in a short time would still be somewhat challenging.

As for fighting Xiong De, he had the support of twenty thousand Divine Martial Guards from Kyoto; unless placed in an array, and before acquiring the blessing of the Sound of Destiny, he couldn't fend him off.

Not to mention those afterwards, if the Muddy Spirit didn't have the Divine Machine effects of the Chaotic Heaven's Sound of Destiny blessing, even controlling them would be impossible.

So, he still had to focus on strategy.

Reckless actions wouldn't work.

Bored, Lin Qianxuan tried using the "Eyes of Death".

With a single thought, a few tendrils extended from his eyes, and the next moment, he felt his perception greatly enhanced.

Through these tendrils, he could perceive more subtle information, seeing things in a completely different light.

In more detail than mental scanning, it seemed to vaguely touch the microscopic level.

However, the degree of talent sharing was currently low, less than ten percent, leaving Lin Qianxuan slightly unclear.

Besides this, Lin Qianxuan knew that the Eyes of Death had another function.

That was to probe the destruction mark.

Death, as mentioned, doesn't necessarily mean death itself.

It could also mean elimination, reduction, or destruction.

This ability tends to be more conceptual, transforming based on the user's thoughts.

Lin Qianxuan looked at the teapot on the table, attempting to probe the destruction mark on it.

A faint red mark appeared on the teapot.

At the same time, the divine energy Lin Qianxuan accumulated over this month of refining gods was rapidly consumed, reaching the bottom in less than a second.

Lin Qianxuan retracted his ability, and his expression became interesting.

This talent indeed wasn't something that ordinary people could use casually.

He estimated that he'd have to completely strategize against Gongsun Ying before he could use it without concern.

After waiting bored in the room for over an hour, Gongsun Yue finally had some free time and, just like in the game, knocked on the door, prepared to inquire if Lin Qianxuan had any requests or was adapting well.

"Is the young master adapting well here?"

Gongsun Yue glanced around at the snacks on the table that were almost untouched, and asked.

"Not too uncomfortable here, way better than outside," Lin Qianxuan replied. "I just have many doubts and a shallow understanding of this world. I hope to broaden my knowledge. I wonder if, Miss Yue, you have a library here where I could read some books?"

"A library? It is like a study in your world, right?" Gongsun Yue said. "But do you recognize the script of our Great Qian Country?"

"I am of the Dragon Bloodline, understanding all languages, with no barrier in communication," Lin Qianxuan said.

His words were half true and half false.

It was true he could understand all languages.

He should actually say he could sense the mental waves of others, allowing precise interpretation of their intended meaning.

As for reading characters, he was just joking.

After all, when writing, there's unlikely to be mental waves left behind, right?

Even if there were, time would surely dilute them, making it tricky for his spirit to recognize them now.

"I see, that's how you managed to speak the language of Great Qian Country right after you arrived," Gongsun Yue said with understanding.

Her previous confusion seemed to have been resolved.

But when she looked again at Lin Qianxuan's expression, a subtle smile on his face, she sensed things might not be as simple as she thought.

"So, does your residence have a study?" Lin Qianxuan asked.

"My foster father, in the past, read extensively, so naturally there's a study built. If the young master wishes to read, please follow me," Gongsun Yue nodded.

"Then I'm in your debt," Lin Qianxuan politely said.

"The young master is our benefactor; such a small request is nothing," Gongsun Yue smiled.

The two continued chatting as they reached the study room.

It was secured by a combination lock, a copper ball with several special numbers that could be twisted.

Gongsun Yue stepped forward and twisted it a couple of times, quickly opening the study room. Lin Qianxuan stepped in and saw the setup just like in the game.

His gaze swept over the four memory balls on a bookshelf, quietly pondering to himself.

"If you want to understand the basics of the Great Qian, you might start with 'Hundred Objects Chronicles' and 'Great Qian Records'." Gongsun Yue recommended, pointing to the books on the shelf.

"Alright."

Lin Qianxuan stepped forward, took the two books down, and pretended to read them.

Seeing Lin Qianxuan begin reading, Gongsun Yue excused herself and left.

Once Gongsun Yue had left, Lin Qianxuan immediately put the books down.

He could recite their contents by heart, so there was no need to read them again.

Lin Qianxuan placed the books back in their original positions on the shelf and then approached the bookshelf where the memory balls were stored.

With a thought, the bronze walking stick he had placed in the bedroom was lifted and floated through the window, supported by mist, swiftly arriving in the study and landing in Lin Qianxuan's hand.

Grasping the bronze walking stick, Lin Qianxuan felt the stored divine energy within it.

Divine energy generally relates to one's cultivation technique, displaying different attributes.

The energy within felt exceptionally substantial.

Lin Qianxuan took out a memory ball and placed the bronze walking stick on it, where the divine energy naturally infused into it, influenced by his spirit.

The next moment, the memory ball lit up, revealing a scene.

A figure holding a bronze walking stick, it was Gao Ming.

In the memory, Gao Ming slowly spoke: "The actions of the Muddy Spirit Emperor are destroying this world. We must resist..."

The lines were just like in the game. Lin Qianxuan nodded slightly, planning to show it to Gongsun Yue when she brought meals later and get her to call Gongsun Ying so they could know the enigmatic information.

Lin Qianxuan had already flipped through all the books in the study, and there wasn't much more delightful to see.

Feeling bored, he chose to close his eyes and hibernate.

Unable to breathe spiritual energy here, this counted as the best mode of cultivation.

Though it seemed that cultivating for a couple of hours would not have much effect.

Once settled, time passed until evening.

Gongsun Yue knocked on the study door, bringing Lin Qianxuan out of his hibernation.

"Master, it's me, is now a convenient time for you?" Gongsun Yue inquired.

"Come in." Lin Qianxuan replied.

The study door opened, and Gongsun Yue entered carrying a food box, raising her hand to activate the divine machine for lighting, brightening the room as daytime.

"Master, I personally cooked this meal. My culinary skills aren't great; please don't mind." Gongsun Yue placed the food from the box on the empty table beside her.

"Having Miss Yue bring me meals, it really is embarrassing." Lin Qianxuan responded politely.

Speaking so courteously, yet he was already reaching for the chopsticks.

The dishes were two vegetarian and one meat.

Vegetarian dishes consisted of ordinary green leafy vegetables, with little seasoning that were salty with a hint of bitterness. The meat dish was steamed dried meat, and the staple food something with a dense starch texture, resembling pitch-black millet.

Though seemingly unimpressive, such a level of cuisine in Zhang City indicated someone of considerable status could enjoy it.

Situations were tough, with productivity severely limited and common folks barely able to have enough to eat.

The rebel army's rations were remnants accumulated from before.

Seeing Lin Qianxuan consume without disdain, Gongsun Yue revealed a slight smile.

She silently waited aside, ready to clean up the dining wares once Lin Qianxuan finished eating.

Soon, Lin Qianxuan finished these portions.

"Master, was this enough?" Gongsun Yue asked.

"Yes, I'm full." Lin Qianxuan nodded.

Gongsun Yue nodded and started tidying up as she prepared to leave.

As she got ready to depart, Lin Qianxuan seemed to remember something, pointing to the bookshelf with memory balls, "By the way, Miss Yue, are those memory balls used for writing diaries?"

"Why do you say that, master?" Gongsun Yue asked in confusion.

"I just saw those memory balls and felt that the aura within them was similar to the stick that brought me to this world. So I used the energy within the stick to open them, and inside was an old man mumbling to himself, recording daily life. If this technology were used to store more significant visual information, it might be even better..." Lin Qianxuan said.

"What? Master, did you activate the memory ball left by my foster father?" Gongsun Yue asked in surprise.

"Yes, why? If I've offended, I apologize here." Lin Qianxuan pretended to be unaware.

"No, master, you did nothing wrong. It's just that we have never been able to open the four memory balls my foster father left. They could only be activated by his divine energy, so we've never known what information is inside. What did you see, master?" Gongsun Yue inquired.

"Um, the divine energy within the stick is still abundant, why don't you watch it yourself..." Lin Qianxuan handed the bronze walking stick to Gongsun Yue.

Upon hearing this, Gongsun Yue promptly set down the food box, took the bronze walking stick, and prepared to examine the memory ball.

As she placed the stick on the memory ball, just like Lin Qianxuan did earlier, the memory ball immediately lit up.

Seeing this, Gongsun Yue couldn't help showing joy, "I must bring my sister here to watch, master, please wait here for a moment."

"Alright." Lin Qianxuan nodded.

Receiving his response, Gongsun Yue swiftly set down the memory ball and stick, bowed to Lin Qianxuan, and left carrying the food box.

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