The distance from the military base to the Fire Camp is fifteen kilometers, making the round trip at least a full thirty kilometers.

Therefore, a short round trip is somewhat a test of mental and physical stamina for someone of Lin Li's age.

Fortunately, by the time the slightly panting Lin Li returned to the Fire Camp, Mingmou was already waiting for him in the command room, accompanied by Zeng Gu Cheng, Wei Fan, and others, so he didn't have to rush to another location.

After entering the command room, Lin Li first greeted several acquaintances, then his gaze instinctively fell on Mingmou in the corner.

Perhaps due to the particularly excellent camp food, Mingmou had gained a little more weight.

"Teacher Mingmou, thank you for your hard work during this period."

Lin Li stepped forward to shake his hand, then somewhat curiously asked,

"Teacher Mingmou, I've heard that you've learned the 'Great Deduction Technique'?"

Mingmou's apple cheeks rose slightly at these words, and he smiled somewhat bashfully.

Even though he frequently attends the annual events of the reading festival, seeing countless platinum greats, he still felt a bit pressured facing Lin Li and others.

After all, the people in front of him were figures within the system, each with titles that commanded respect, naturally carrying an aura of pressure.

Then Mingmou organized his words and said to Lin Li:

"Indeed, I broke through the deduction barrier and accepted the deduction inheritance just over an hour ago.

Now I feel a force of deduction within me, ready for calculations at any time."

Upon hearing this, Lin Li exchanged a glance with Zeng Gu Cheng and curiously asked,

"Deduction force?

Teacher Mingmou, can you explain what this is about?"

Mingmou's original role was to assist with the 'Cangjie' project in the Damo Realm as an unofficial individual, being a member of the writer's group.

They signed an employment agreement with the command room, not considered a system-assigned task.

Although they were part of the rabbit's side in terms of organization, there was still a certain difference from ordinary warriors.

For example, Cao Yi, a warrior in service of the rabbits, had an unwavering dedication and selflessness.

So when he first developed spiritual consciousness, the research team encountered no resistance in analyzing it—even the experiments were initially suggested by Cao Yi himself.

But Mingmou was different.

Forcing someone who just achieved something into a lab was clearly inappropriate and could cause resistance.

Talks of cutting slices were actually jokes, for the rabbits respected human rights even in another world.

Returning to the command room.

Faced with Lin Li's curiosity, Mingmou thought for a moment, rotating his forefinger near his temple, and said,

"It's roughly an indescribable energy, somewhat different from spiritual energy.

It's like the red and green data cables of a television; I can tell which one is the green cable representing spiritual energy and which one is the red cable for deduction force.

As long as I focus and operate the cultivation technique, my consciousness enters a misty gray space, and I meditate on the matter I wish to deduce, then fragments flash before my eyes.

By capturing these fragments, I can glimpse a hint of future secrets."

Lin Li pondered over his words for a moment, then asked:

"So, Teacher Mingmou, what kind of situations can you deduce now?"

This time, Mingmou didn't hesitate much and replied cleanly:

"Any recent actions are possible, as long as they do not involve cultivators of the Foundation Establishment Realm, I should be able to deduce aspects of them. The lower their cultivation level, the more accurate the deduction.

For instance, I just deduced the scene of your return,

whether it was the area where the helicopter landed or your action of wiping sweat with your left hand when you entered, it matched my deduction. If you don't believe me, you can ask Academician Zeng and others."

Lin Li looked at Zeng Gu Cheng, who nodded affirmatively, indicating Mingmou's words were true:

"Old Lin, Teacher Mingmou is indeed correct about deducing your return to the camp.

Based on my conjecture, it might have something to do with information disruption, but the specific situation requires further exploration.

After all, we have too few examples to refer to now, and it might involve concepts like parallel universes or causality."

"I see..."

Lin Li nodded thoughtfully and suddenly thought of something, then turned to his assistant, Zhang Guanghua:

"Xiaozhang, please find Researcher Wang Jun, who is responsible for inspecting the slate, and arrange for a few people to bring it over."

Zhang Guanghua saluted him: "Understood, I will handle it right away."

Then he turned and left.

While waiting for Zhang Guanghua to return, Lin Li and the others were not idle.

Lin Li first took out a personal file from the drawer—this was the command room, his usual office, making it unsurprising to access paper files.

Lin Li then pulled out one page from the file and handed it to Mingmou.

The content of this file was very simple:

An A4-sized paper about a foot long, with a one-inch bareheaded photo attached, and below it recorded some details like date of birth, place, and blood type.

The protagonist of the photo was familiar to everyone; it was the long-missing "protagonist" Wu Fan.

After pushing the file in front of Mingmou, Lin Li explained:

"Teacher Mingmou, can you try to deduce the situation of this young man?

He is a member of our camp, Wu Fan, who disappeared in a teleportation experiment some time ago, and we have not found his whereabouts since.

His cultivation was very low, barely at the awakening stage, not even reaching the first layer of Qi Cultivation.

So, can you try to deduce where he is now?

If pinpointing his location is difficult, can you at least deduce whether he is alive or dead, so we have some idea."

Mingmou looked at the photo of Wu Fan on the file and understood.

As a subsequent member of the writer's group, although he hadn't met Wu Fan in person, he was somewhat aware of this gentleman's deeds.

After all, newcomers about to head to the Damo Realm were always told near the light gate, 'the light gate was first discovered by the owner of this milk tea shop ruin, Wu Fan.'

Truly a sad story.

Then Mingmou took the file, briefly scanned it, and remembered Wu Fan's appearance and various information in his mind.

By now, he had stepped into the Qi Cultivation Realm, making it quite simple to memorize these hundred or so words.

He then nodded to Lin Li, walked to a corner of the command room, pulled out a chair, and began to deduce with his eyes closed.

The entire process was informal, no incense was burned, no bathing, and certainly no bowing to the deity of luck and the color of milk; it could be considered even a bit hasty.

But this is the normal state of deduction in the Damo Realm, just needing a quiet environment, while those mysterious procedures would be summed up as non-academic formalism.

Meanwhile.

Lin Li and the others, seeing that Mingmou hadn't asked them to leave, all kept silent, merely watching.

About ten minutes later.

Mingmou exhaled a long breath through his nose, opening his eyes to reveal a complex look.

He looked heavily at Lin Li and slowly shook his head:

"Captain Lin, Wu Fan is definitely dead, he can't be alive, give up."

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