Black Book

Chapter 8 Son of Dragon

Tasting the implication in his subordinate's words, the team leader thought for a moment and smiled coldly.

"Although no memetic contamination has been observed, the information of the existence of the Abyss itself may cause reality distortion. According to regulations, his information will only be decrypted to a very small number of key personnel. The vast majority of people are not qualified to know of his existence..."

Seeing the disappointed look in his subordinates' eyes, the team leader laughed even more sarcastically.

"I know what those people behind you are planning, and I also know how tempting a living, young, controllable abyss is..."

As he spoke, the team leader leaned forward slightly, his aura like a materialized mountain pressing down on his subordinate. He pointed his finger at himself, then at him.

"But I warn you, small shrimps like you and me are better off sticking to professional codes and always remaining neutral. We shouldn't get involved in the struggles between the big powers. Even a speck of dust from the fights in the Ninth Heaven could crush us to death!"

The team leader stared at his subordinate with an oppressive gaze and threatened in a low voice, word by word.

"Just die yourself, don't get me into trouble!"

The subordinate who was having trouble breathing nodded stiffly and quickly assured: "I understand, team leader, I will definitely abide by the work regulations and will never disclose any information to the outside world!"

Hearing this, the team leader withdrew his body with satisfaction and changed the subject.

"However, it is still necessary to create a file in advance. After all, those qualified bigwigs need to know in detail about this existence that can threaten world peace. Let's create an internal exclusive code first, and then synchronize his information to the database after the Supreme Committee approves it..."

At this point, the team leader covered his mouth and pondered for a moment, muttering to himself.

"According to tradition, the new Abyss must first be given a code name... Well... since the Abyss was born in that country, let's call him [Son of the Dragon]!"

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"Uh~~~~~~"

Lying on the bed, Zhu Haomiao couldn't help but groan in pain. Every muscle fiber in his body seemed to be broken, transmitting piercing pain to his nerves.

He couldn't even remember whether he fell asleep or fainted after falling on the bed yesterday. He only knew that when he woke up, his health not only did not improve, but worsened.

How did I get back here yesterday?

Adrenaline gamble that you can make it back to the house before dying?

He tried to smile in misery, but ended up causing his muscles to twitch in pain. Zhu Haomiao gradually woke up from the confusion after his coma and recalled everything that happened last night.

correct!

That darkness!

Zhu Haomiao held up his body while enduring the severe pain and looked at his heart. Not surprisingly, he only saw the dirty coat left by the dried milk tea.

However, although he did not enter into the kind of mysterious supernatural senses he had last night, he still clearly sensed a ball of "darkness" lurking deep in his heart, as if it was a natural part of himself!

As if animals could control their bodies instinctively without any learning, Zhu Haomiao raised his hand and clenched it. A squirming and twisting mass of chaos and darkness containing all colors turned from virtual to real, changing rhythmically in his palm like a weightless liquid.

Immediately, the darkness, which was as thick as substance, expanded and changed, reducing the dimension of some conceptual and incomprehensible "transcendental things" and making them material, condensing them into entities that humans could recognize and observe.

Soon, a dark, thick book the size of an A4 paper appeared in Zhu Haomiao's palm.

The book cover feels like human skin, yet has a metallic luster.

Faintly, one can see countless colorful streams of light as thin as mosquito whiskers condensing from the surrounding air and falling into the book cover like moths to a flame, making the whole book look like a black hole that even swallows light!

[Black Book]——It is the source of sin and also the stepping stone to godhood.

Instinctively, Zhu Haomiao knew the name of this book and what it represented...

With the control of will, the cover of the [Black Book] opened naturally without wind, revealing the out-of-place pure white title page inside.

[Stick to your heart and do whatever you want] No one knows who left the message on the title page, but it was like a thunderbolt that tore through the confusion in Zhu Haomiao's heart, instantly giving him an epiphany and making him suddenly see the light!
"Stick to your heart and do whatever you want..."

"Stick to your heart first, do whatever you want later..."

"Control your desires, rather than being controlled by them..."

"Whether good or evil, I am me!"

The spiritual light deep in his eyes flickered, and Zhu Haomiao nodded thoughtfully. With a thought, he turned the title page, revealing the dark grey inner pages.

On the page, a group of twisted and squirming words are constantly changing, materializing various concepts in Zhu Haomiao's cognition.

[Soul Strength]

【San value】

【Willpower】

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Finally, the group of text froze into two more precise words - [Dao Heart]!
"Release original sin, [Anger] +30, [Dao Heart] -10"

"Subdue the out-of-control original sin [anger], Dao Heart +30"

The record text slowly faded away, as if alluding to the battle last night.

Then, a mysterious pattern appeared in the center of the page.

It was a hexagram made up of two equilateral triangles, with ancient and heavy seal characters shining on each tip of the hexagram.

【Strength】, 【Body】, 【Agility】, 【Energy】, 【Energy】, 【Spirit】…

The complex and obscure gorgeous patterns and words complement each other, seemingly reflecting some supreme truth at the bottom of the universe.

Then, rows of information quietly emerged, combining with the hexagram to form an information screen like a game panel.

【Zhu Haomiao】

Bloodline: Mortal
Class: Original Sin

Life span: 89
Tao Heart: LV.0 (20/50)

【God】: 0.6
【Min】：0.5
Strength: 0.4
[fine]: 0.3
[Qi]: 0.3
【Body】：0.4
Looking at the data that looked like an attribute panel, Zhu Haomiao frowned strangely.

Life expectancy is 89, great!
That’s far longer than the average lifespan!
I don’t quite understand the class [Original Sin], so I need to study it carefully.

As for the six-dimensional attribute... well...

Although I don't know what standard this value is divided according to, no matter what, all zeros are a bit abstract...

He knew he was a weakling, but he didn't expect to be this weak!

If it weren't for the out-of-control explosion of [Original Sin·Rage], he would have really been beaten up by that psychopath last night.

However, the explosion is not without cost...

Sighing, Zhu Haomiao looked towards the bottom of the page. A row of bright red words was beating like a heartbeat, as if issuing a silent warning to him.

【Limit Overdraft】

There was no need for it to warn him at all. Every cell and every soul in Zhu Haomiao's body was protesting against him frantically, protesting against his excessive and brutal exploitation last night.

Brothers, give me some money~~Qiupili Paste~
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(End of this chapter)