Let's start by analyzing the sun

In a remarkably short time, the story of Simon Qing spread like wildfire.

After all, every element – the rooster head, the trio, the toilet-head man, the strangeness – was highly sensational, and who could resist discussing it?

Noon.

Cheng Han was eating in the cafeteria with a group of newbies, listening to the rumors flying everywhere.

"Simon Qing was taken away by the General Office last night."

"Taken away? He was directly detained!"

"Even without the head, the matter of Snow Tower being exposed means Simon Qing is definitely finished this time."

"His name has already been removed from the staff bulletin board, and his locker in the changing room has been taken away. Simon Qing will definitely not be able to turn things around."

Cheng Han wore a look of deep surprise and sighed, "I really didn't expect that Inspector Simon, who looked so honest, was actually this kind of person in secret."

He thought for a moment and lamented, "It's true that you can know a person's face but not their heart!"

This ancient proverb from his previous life drew agreement from the other students.

"Indeed!"

"Class Monitor's words are very philosophical."

Cheng Han was not at all surprised by Simon Qing's fate.

Although there were many malpractices and much dirt within the officialdom, they still had to maintain appearances. An inspection chief who secretly worked as a pimp would definitely suffer severe punishment.

Spending time in prison and doing hard labor were certain.

The starting price was ten years, and the maximum could be twenty years.

In short, his life was over.

Afternoon.

Squad Leader Liu Yidao couldn't stand the various rumors any longer, so he convened a general meeting.

"Whether Simon Qing was involved in the freight yard blood case or was framed, the authorities will draw their own conclusions later. Please work diligently and spread fewer rumors."

The more he spoke, the angrier he became, "I even heard someone fabricating stories that Simon Qing pulled a head out of the toilet while squatting. Are those the words of a human being?"

Liu Yidao said sternly, "From today onwards, if I hear anyone spreading rumors about Simon Qing again, then they can forget about their bonus for this month."

*

Black Mountain Camp.

This place was the headquarters of the famous Black Armor Army.

Black Mountain Camp was located in a large mountain valley, and the main building was a black castle built in the center of a lake within the valley.

It had an unremarkable name – Black Fort.

At this time.

In a main hall at the highest point of Black Fort, the monster head was sealed in a transparent crystal and placed on a stone table.

Three black-robed mystics were discussing it.

"After testing with the Spirit Exploration Disc, although this object is stained with the aura of Upright Qi, it is definitely not from this world. It comes from an alien world that we do not know."

"In that case, the water in the freight yard blood case is unusually deep."

"The Qinglin City Inspection Office believes that the murderer in the blood case is likely a believer of an alien god named 'Netherworld'. This person committed a series of murders ten years ago, and the modus operandi is highly similar."

"If the murderer is really Netherworld, this matter is even more astonishing than we thought. This shows that this person has entered an alien world and brought back a monster head."

"I have a little difficulty understanding, why did Netherworld throw the head into the toilet? Is this just a prank, or a way to provoke the Xuan Pavilion?"

"In any case, Netherworld most likely possesses a portal to enter and exit alien worlds, and his ability to travel back and forth must mean he possesses powerful strength!"

"That makes sense!"

"This person must be guarded against!"

*

Cheng Han did not know that the new character 'Netherworld', which he had created with a flash of inspiration, was already considered a transcendent powerhouse who had returned from an alien world.

At this moment.

He was staying in his single room dormitory, studying an ancient object he had bought from Zhang Dashan – the Ruin Key.

He had obtained this thing several days ago and had performed several deductions, but the information he obtained was not much, and the valuable information was even less.

If the Eye of Omniscience had not clearly indicated that the Ruin Key hid a great secret, he would have suspected that this thing was useless.

Cheng Han played with the bronze ring, lost in thought.

"The level of the transcendent power sealing the Ruin Key is estimated to be very high, and the level of the Eye of Omniscience is not high, so the effect is not good.

"Do I need to upgrade the skill to level 5, or even level 6, to analyze the answer? Wouldn't I have to wait for a while?

"That's right, there is another way, which is to find other 'associations', and then cooperate with the Ruin Key itself, perhaps to successfully analyze the results.

"Like the search engine in my previous life, only by entering more keywords can you find the accurate results from the endless ocean of information…"

After a long time.

Cheng Han gradually had an idea: "I may have fallen into some kind of misunderstanding."

"When the Eye of Omniscience was automatically activated before, it gave some information that the Ruin Key has a history of 20,000 years, and the Myriad Manifestations Divine Arbor had already appeared at that time.

"Is it possible that the mysterious transcendent power hidden in the Ruin Key quietly affected the deduction of the Eye of Omniscience, so the results are not accurate?

"Perhaps the history of this thing is longer than 20,000 years, and can even be traced back to the 'Middle Ancient Era' before the birth of the Divine Arbor?"

Cheng Han lightly tossed the ring: "It's not impossible!"

He thought for a moment and decided to verify it from the side: "Deduce who kept the Ruin Key 10,000 years ago."

Several previous deductions were direct analysis and never deduced this aspect.

In the blink of an eye.

A hazy illusion flashed out:

The Ruin Key was enshrined on a wooden table, surrounded by flowers, nuts, and seeds, arranged in a strange shape.

An old man, weathered and worn, was holding a candle and praying piously: "We will eventually return to the land of our ancestors and reproduce the glory of the ancestral era…"

This person's appearance was different from today.

His hair had a distinct golden color; his skin appeared whiter; his pupils were dark green; his nose had a distinct hooked shape;

Especially the hooked nose, none of the residents in Qinglin City had this characteristic.

In an instant.

The illusion dissipated.

If it were someone else, they would only think that the old man's appearance was strange.

But Cheng Han recognized it at a glance: "This old man is a Satyr! My idea was indeed correct, the Ruin Key really originated from the Satyr race, and its history is definitely more than 20,000 years.

"It seems that the ancestors of Zhang Tie's family were very likely Satyrs, but later they were mixed with too much blood, and they became what they are today."

He recalled a detail: "The wooden table is filled with 'flowers, nuts, and seeds', this should be some kind of ritual, I will visit Qian Qingqing's elders tomorrow, and ask for advice."

Cheng Han made persistent efforts and continued to deduce: "Deduce the keeper of 20,000 years ago."

The illusion flashed out.

But it was even more blurred.

But it could still be recognized that the appearance of the keeper had changed even more.

This was a strong middle-aged man, with light yellow hair, turquoise pupils, whiter skin, and a very large nose, with a more obvious hooked feature.

Compared to the current black hair, black pupils, and yellow skin, this was undoubtedly another race.

This person muttered similar prayers, but with a more fanatical expression: "The great land of our ancestors…"

After a while.

The illusion turned into smoke and dissipated.

Cheng Han broadened his horizons again: "This is probably the standard appearance of the Satyrs."

He immediately noticed one thing: "Only 10,000 years have passed, and the appearance has changed so much, is this a bit too fast?"

In his previous life, Cheng Han had a simple understanding of the evolutionary history of humans, and the speed of gene mutation had an upper limit. 10,000 years of evolution would never have such obvious changes.

He had a feeling that there must be a problem!

And at this step.

Cheng Han vaguely had an answer in his mind: "The so-called 'Land of Ancestors' must have a close connection with the Ruin Key, and the Land of Ancestors…"

He instinctively thought of the ancient continent he saw when analyzing the God-Dimming Spirit-Extinguishing Spear: "The Divine Arbor will never be the Land of Ancestors of the Satyrs, that huge land submerged in history is 100% the Land of Ancestors."

After some careful reasoning.

The association was finally found!

That is – the Blood of the Alien God!

This god, who was jointly suppressed by the three great alien gods, was active in ancient times, and his memory of the ancient continent was extremely clear, so he was naturally the best associative object.

Cheng Han activated the Spirit-Driving Remnant Seal and sent out a message.

Soon.

Using the Long-Plumed Falcon as a stepping stone, he obtained the association of the Blood of the Alien God.

Cheng Han gripped the ring tightly and decisively muttered: "Using the Blood of the Alien God as an association, analyze the secrets of the Ruin Key."

The coldness surged like a tide.

His scalp felt as if it were soaked in ice water.

His mental value instantly dropped by as much as 8 points.

Success!

The blood of the gods really cures all diseases… no, it can solve all problems.

The illusion slowly emerged:

This was another high-altitude overhead view.

Below was a vast land, with various large black marks all over the ground, as if it had experienced an extremely fierce war.

"Boom!"

Only a deafening roar was heard.

The land began to collapse, and shocking ravines quickly covered the earth.

This scene gave people an extremely strong visual impact.

The heavens collapsed and the earth cracked, nothing more than this!

Then.

The picture went black for a moment.

It reappeared.

In the boundless void, a broken piece of land was quietly suspended, and a black cloud quickly attacked, completely enveloping the land.

The camera flashed again.

The black cloud disappeared.

The fragment of land was also gone.

Subsequently.

The illusion dimmed.

A prompt message flashed up: "Proficiency +366, current proficiency is 1976/3000, mental value is 21.4/34.4."

Because the analysis involved ancient secrets, he gained extra proficiency.

Cheng Han looked horrified: "This is definitely the moment when the three great alien gods or the Satyrs were completely defeated, and the ancient continent ushered in its final destruction.

"I originally thought that after the ancient continent was destroyed, the Myriad Manifestations Divine Arbor used it as nourishment to grow into what it is today.

"It seems that my speculation is not accurate. The three great alien gods are very likely to have personally taken action to save a part of the land and transfer it to another space."

He looked at the Ruin Key and came to a conclusion: "So, the Ruin Key is mostly some kind of voucher to enter the fragments of the ancient land."

Cheng Han sighed softly: "As I thought, the Satyrs are the original inhabitants of this world, and the Myriad Manifestations Divine Arbor is actually an invader. No wonder the top powerhouses deliberately covered up history."

He naturally thought of another new question: "Then, where do we, or rather our ancestors, come from?"

This was a logical inference.

Since they were invaders, they must have had a territory originally.

Cheng Han's expression changed: "This world is big enough, I didn't expect it to be even bigger than I imagined!"

He couldn't help but mutter to himself: "Do I know too much?"

The general outline of the world view has already emerged.