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Chapter 9 [9] Spirit Control Remnant Mark and Black Cat Detective

Three o'clock in the morning.

Cheng Han woke up.

Since deducing the Cheng Clan Breathing Method, he no longer slept like an ordinary person, and his daily sleep time was shortened to three hours.

Namely:

After returning home from school, he first entered a deep sleep.

At five o'clock in the morning, he entered a second deep sleep.

And these two sleeps were enough to fully restore his mental power.

Every day, ordinary people have only sixteen hours of available time excluding rest, but Cheng Han has a full twenty-one hours.

He felt that if he had this ability in his previous life, even if he wasn't the top scorer in the college entrance examination, he would probably be in the top 100 in the province.

However, because he had performed too many deductions yesterday and consumed too much mental power, he planned to have three deep sleeps.

He would sleep a third time at five o'clock in the morning.

At this moment.

Cheng Han felt his full mental state and used a skill once: "Deduce the progress of the Bloodhead Spider incident."

The illusory lens slowly pulled away:

A huge textile factory was shrouded in darkness, with only the security room at the entrance emitting a little light through the glass.

This was not surprising.

The factory's production pressure was not high, so there was no night shift, and it was currently the factory's downtime.

After a moment, the illusion dissipated.

Proficiency increased by 1 point, and the upgrade progress reached 39/1000.

Cheng Han frowned: "The Black Armor Army has not taken action, otherwise the factory would definitely be sealed off. The disaster is about to happen tomorrow. When exactly does the government plan to act?"

He shook his head: "I have done everything I can do, I don't care anymore."

Cheng Han put on his clothes, pushed open the bedroom door, and immediately saw the black cat.

It was lying motionless on the ground, sleeping like a dead pig.

No.

It should be said, a dead cat.

To prevent the black cat from not cooperating, when preparing dinner for it last night, he added dried Black Cauldron Mushroom powder to the food.

Cheng Han stroked the cat's head a few times before silently saying: "Deduce the method of taming beasts!"

A chill ran across his scalp.

Mental power began to decline rapidly.

Cheng Han instantly realized that an invisible link seemed to have been established between himself and the black cat.

Although the black cat was sleeping soundly, it also felt something, its limbs twitching from time to time, and its tail wagging slightly.

Without a doubt, the deduction was successful!

A moment later, Cheng Han suddenly heard a cat meow.

"Meow~"

Not heard by the ears.

But sounded in the brain.

Subsequently, an illusion appeared:

An illusory image emerged from the black cat's body, identical in shape to the black cat, but looking somewhat blurry.

"Meow~"

Another illusory cat meow.

The phantom suddenly jumped up, crashed into Cheng Han's chest in mid-air, and then disappeared completely.

Within Cheng Han's sea of consciousness, a point of blue light instantly appeared, surrounded by a hazy halo, and a strange light filament structure at its core.

This object looked extremely similar to the True Flame Remnant Mark, but its structure was much simpler.

A message flashed: "Parsed 'Spirit Control Remnant Mark', proficiency +8, current proficiency is 47/1000, mental power is 4.8/13.4."

Cheng Han was overjoyed.

Another Remnant Mark!

The upper limit of mental power increased by another 0.1 points!

He focused his mind on the Remnant Mark, and a stream of knowledge poured out, instantly understanding the purpose of this object.

The so-called "Spirit Control" meant controlling spiritual creatures.

This Remnant Mark could not only be used to tame beasts, but also had some unexpected wonderful uses.

He observed the Remnant Mark for a while, and received another feedback: "Spirit Control Remnant Mark, completeness 12.42%."

Compared to the True Flame Remnant Mark, the completeness was more than ten times higher.

However, Cheng Han did not think this was a good thing: "It seems that the development potential of the Spirit Control Remnant Mark is far inferior to the True Flame Remnant Mark."

He grinned again: "But it doesn't matter, as long as it's easy to use."

Cheng Han stroked the black cat's back, touched the Spirit Control Remnant Mark with his mind, and the light group immediately expanded and absorbed a small amount of mental power.

After a few breaths, the black cat opened its eyes.

One of the many uses of the Spirit Control Remnant Mark was to stimulate the deep potential of the tamed beast and help it resist various negative states.

Originally, the black cat had taken a lot of medicine and would not be able to wake up until ten o'clock, but under the action of the Remnant Mark, it miraculously suppressed the efficacy of the medicine.

The black cat was dazed for a while, raised its small head, and looked directly into Cheng Han's eyes.

Before this, as long as Cheng Han approached, it would quickly dodge away, but now it did not dodge or avoid, and behaved extremely docilely.

Cheng Han issued the first command: "Roll over."

The black cat was stunned for a moment, seemed a little surprised, then lay down and rolled over once.

Cheng Han said again: "Wag your tail three times."

The black cat obediently wagged its tail three times.

In the next few minutes, Cheng Han thoroughly enjoyed the addiction of taming a cat.

The black cat did everything one by one.

If ordinary people saw this scene, they would definitely think that this was a highly intelligent cat and had undergone long-term training.

No one would believe that just a short while ago, it was still an untamed stray cat.

Cheng Han was very proud: "Little thing, the first time I saw you, you were squatting on the wall, looking aloof, but now you haven't become submissive?"

In the black cat's pair of cat eyes, there was a hint of helplessness, as if expressing a protest: Master, have you had enough fun?

Cheng Han thought for a while, and said again: "Let me give you a name first."

He recalled a certain cartoon from his previous life and smiled: "From now on, I will call you 'Detective'."

Black cat and detective, this is a perfect match!

"Meow~"

The black cat meowed, seeming to approve of the name "Detective".

Three hours later.

Cheng Han finished his third sleep and walked out of the bedroom.

The black cat took the initiative to approach and touched his trouser leg with its head.

Cheng Han stroked the cat's head: "From today onwards, you can move freely outside during the day, but you must come home before dark, understand?"

"Meow~"

The black cat's meow was much louder, seeming quite happy.

It couldn't wait to walk to the door and pressed a paw against the door.

This was expressing - I want to go out.

Cheng Han did not make things difficult for it and directly opened the door.

The black cat "swooshed" out.

Looking at its appearance, it was obviously suffocated.

*

Like usual, at 7:40 in the morning, Cheng Han entered the classroom of Class Two, Grade Three on time.

He had just taken his seat when Qian Qingqing whispered a complaint: "I brought you breakfast yesterday, but you asked for leave and didn't come, which made me eat half of the breakfast, and I almost ate too much."

Cheng Han glanced at this little flat chest, and said with a smile: "Eating more is a good thing."

As the saying goes, 'With ambition in your heart, you are not afraid of great winds'.

The little girl was quite clever and immediately understood the subtext of this sentence, and a blush immediately flew onto her fair face.

She glared at her deskmate fiercely: "Garbage mouth can't spit out ivory!"

The next second, she automatically ignored this matter.

Qian Qingqing took out a paper bag, stuffed it into Cheng Han's hand, and also urged: "Eat it quickly! There are honey cakes inside, it won't taste good when it's cold."

Then she handed over a fist-sized green fruit: "My mom recently bought a batch of 'Green Rain Fruits'. I tasted one yesterday, and it was sweeter than the one I bought last time."

Cheng Han held an iron straw, pierced the skin of the Green Rain Fruit with force, took a big sip, and praised: "It's really good."

The Green Rain Fruit is a bit like the coconut jelly in another time and space, but the taste is completely different. Its juice is sweet and sour, reminding him of a drink called "Nutrient Express".

In a word, delicious!

Qian Qingqing showed a smile: "I'll pick a sweeter one for you tomorrow."