I created the Anomaly Control Bureau

Chapter 1103, 1098. Not recognizing the true face of Mount Lu

Time flies.

He felt that all these years had been like polishing a stubborn rock, but no matter how hard he tried, he could only make the surface of the rock a little smoother, and he couldn't actually carve anything on it.

His immortality has been perfected.

Although the level of mastery achieved through this technique cannot be applied to reality, such experience will still be helpful to him.

It is precisely for this reason that Ma En set reaching the perfection of the Undying Law as the final deadline. After all, his time before that deadline would not be completely wasted, and it would still be of great help to his martial arts after returning to reality.

But things changed after that.

If he can't make any progress, then he's really just wasting his time.

Therefore, after achieving perfection in the Undying Law, it was time for him to give up his cultivation of capturing gods, leave this place, return to reality, and make further plans. As long as he could fool Qin Lan, there would be many more opportunities like this.

Logically, it's time to go back now.

But he's still here.

Although his decision remained unchanged, Ma En was still somewhat unwilling. He didn't know exactly how long he had spent here, but it must have been a very, very long time.

Even though there was some kind of sensory anomaly here, making the effect of time on his mind much weaker than normal, his mind was still subtly altered, after all, the time he had experienced was not just long.

Loneliness and boredom are terrible torments for most people. Although they did not destroy his mind, they made Marne feel more and more like a "savage".

He could vaguely sense that if he continued like this, he would find it increasingly difficult to speak, because in the past few years he still often shouted at the sky, and the words he spoke had not changed.

But he felt his motivation to speak was getting weaker and weaker.

At first, he noticed that the intervals between his shouts were getting longer and longer, and this was not because he had made any progress in martial arts, but simply because he was instinctively procrastinating.

This forced Marne to control his shouts in order to ensure that the intervals did not become longer and longer.

But dragging this out is definitely not a solution. Even if only a few moments have passed in reality, staying here is not an option, and all I can do here is work in isolation.

He hasn't made no progress these days, at least that's how he feels. At first, he wanted to try to emulate the mindset of a wandering knight, but he quickly "figured it out".

The important thing is the state of being, not to copy it exactly.

He didn't have the attitude of a wandering knight.

So Marx and Engels naturally began to think about what kind of mindset suited them best, and soon he came up with a state that suited him very well and practiced it.

Of course, nothing happened.

After that, he persisted for a long time, and although he couldn't find the problem, he tried to use the Divine Capture technique in many different states, and he also tried to understand and learn the Ranger skill.

But all of them disappeared without a trace.

He wasn't even incapable of training; he simply hadn't even begun.

Perhaps, as the Heavenly Demon said, this martial art was completely beyond his capabilities. The vast difference in the required talent was like a towering stone gate, firmly blocking him from entering.

It's time to go out and seek help.

With that in mind, Ma En found a large rock that was suitable for looking out over the waterfall.

He planned to make one last attempt to capture the god.

Of all the mindsets he tried, Marx and Engels chose the one he was most satisfied with.

The magnificent waterfall gradually became abstract in his eyes, the white water flowing like a curtain covering the world, blocking all the problems that Marx and Engels could not solve.

A new world, cherubim, returnees...

All the difficulties he faced, the problems he would eventually solve, gradually merged into the waterfall before him, hidden behind it.

Harboring a "desire to control" them, Mar and Eng raised their palms.

shock.

He saw the waterfall tremble in his palm.

Then, a deafening roar swept over him, and the scenery around him seemed to be in an earthquake, with even the boulders beneath his feet beginning to crack and crumble.

Marne leaped onto a slightly flatter area, still gazing at the waterfall.

Although he had that illusion just now, he did not succeed in using the Divine Capture Technique, nor did he believe that he could suddenly realize something just before leaving.

Moreover, he hadn't felt anything about his own martial arts at all.

But this tremor is also hard to explain as a coincidence, after all, he had just decided to leave his memories.

Could it be that his shouts finally reached this place?

With a sliver of anticipation, Marne looked up at the trembling waterfall, and then he saw the top of the waterfall seem to move slightly into the distance, and then…

It began to rise.

The waterfall, like a giant wall, began to rise into the sky, already incredibly high, beyond the reach of Marne no matter how much he jumped.

However, its ascent did not slow down. In just a few seconds, the waterfall had more than doubled in height and was still rising at a terrifying speed.

Its ascent was terrifyingly fast, and it was incredibly huge. So when it rose, the surrounding sky seemed to bend like a piece of cloth and begin to "fall" into the space occupied by the waterfall.

In the blink of an eye, the entire sky had shrunk considerably.

Mann's eyes were glued to the rising waterfall, and he sensed that it was now beyond his field of vision, but that was not the case.

He could still see the magnificent waterfall, but it was constantly encroaching on other spaces.

Both the sky and his peripheral vision were gradually disappearing.

All that remains is the pristine white waterfall.

After climbing to several tens of times its original value, it finally came to a slow stop.

At this moment, Marne could hardly see anything else, neither the ground in front of him nor the sky above him; only vague outlines remained in his field of vision.

But before he could observe the scene closely, the waterfall began to move again.

It was rotating at a certain angle, as if turning the back of the waterfall around, and the new scenery rushed into his eyes like ink being poured in, pushing all the old scenery out.

The waterfall's "face" gradually came into Marne's view.

Yes, it's the front view, or more accurately, the upper half of the face.

Although it took him a few seconds to make out, Marn realized that the water and rocks outlined the contours of the face, the empty eye sockets, and the "bloody" nose.

A crack running across the cheek. Only half of the face appeared on the horizon; although it occupied all of Marne's field of vision, he could only see the part of the face above the nose.

And although the face was entirely composed of rock and water, a judgment, seemingly from nowhere, arose in his mind—this was a giant staring at him with empty eye sockets…

He is already dead.

He was being stared at by a dead man.

Then, the giant raised his face slightly upwards.

"horse……"

A deafening roar, like thunder, extinguished the flame of his life.

A long period of darkness.

He opened his eyes.

Qin Lan was looking at him with concern. For a moment, Ma En thought he had returned to the world before the new world. Then he had time to look around at his surroundings. The office seemed to be in a normal state...

"Phew." He let out a breath unconsciously.

This hypnosis session was probably the longest he had ever experienced. Although he felt his mind was much clearer after returning to reality, he was still not completely free from the influence of the memories.

Did I really spend several years in it, or is this just an illusion caused by some kind of abnormal effect?
"How long has passed?" he forced himself to ask.

Qin Lan also sensed that his gaze seemed a little off:
"What happened to you in just over ten minutes?"

Ma En closed his eyes, leaned back slightly, felt the texture of the sofa against his skin, felt the breeze on his cheeks, and felt the slightly cold air enter his nostrils.

This is the real world.

Looking back now, that memory feels incredibly absurd and unreal.

That sounds a bit strange, since he was trying to hypnotize someone.

However, this memory is more unreal than the others. In fact, the other memories were not much different from the real world, but now he can hardly remember what he just experienced.

All the details are blurry, with only a few memorable parts remaining, as if the abnormal effects on one's senses have extended into reality and are even spreading into one's mind.

More than ten minutes...

This time was shorter than the previous hypnosis sessions, but it felt like several years had passed. However, rather than actually spending several years, it was more accurate to say that he had this feeling.

Either his memory has become too blurry for him to make a judgment, or the memory he just had is actually lacking in many details.

He couldn't recall any memories that spanned several years, or even a few months.

However, when he recalled the events, he did not feel any problems.

It felt like a dream.

Moreover, as time passed, he seemed to lose much of his memory of what had just happened, with only the parts he had deliberately captured remaining in his mind.

He was forgetting what had just happened.

"How are you feeling?" Qin Lan asked worriedly. "Are you alright?"

Marx and Engels waved their hands:

“I was trying to retain my feelings; this hypnosis was a little different.”

Hearing this, she didn't press further, but instead gave Ma En some breathing room.

As they talked, the memory seemed to seize the opportunity and slipped completely out of his mind, leaving only the feeling of the memory itself.

Ma En then closed his eyes and began to feel the immortal magic within his body.

His first feeling was discomfort, because in his memory his immortality technique had been perfected, but the power within his body was no different from what it had been fifteen minutes ago.

At the same time, this feeling also made him feel a little more at ease.

After all, this is the real thing.

Then, he began to try to recall his understanding of the immortal law over the years, even though he could not remember at all how he had acquired that understanding...

But he remembered understanding itself, just as he remembered the feeling of memory itself.

In an instant, he slightly modified a few details of the operation of the Immortal Law, and then he felt that his Immortal Law had obviously become much smoother.

Then, he reflected on his understanding of capturing the gods.

Similar to the Immortal Law, he also remembered his understanding of capturing gods, and he felt that he should still be able to perform the more standard movements in his dream.

Ma En slightly raised his hand, wanting to try it out.

But he stopped moving as soon as he raised one finger.

There's nowhere to start.

"Huh?" The Heavenly Demon's voice came from the wall, "You seem to have improved quite a bit? Did you meet Hua Lengyun in your dream? I don't see any trace of the Divine Fist in your aura."

Marx and Engels answered in their hearts.
"I didn't meet anyone, at least no one to talk to, so I spent several years cultivating directly in my memories, trying to better understand the Undying Law and God Capture, and I also made some progress."

"But now that I think about it, all I remember is the martial arts itself. I'm not even sure if I actually spent those long years in my memory."

The Heavenly Demon said with some regret:
"If there were really a few years, and I could get into it, then there would be no need for Heaven. Unfortunately, every time you were hypnotized, it was as if you were isolated by something, and I couldn't interfere at all."

"The state you mentioned is like a special kind of enlightenment. Some people can spend a seemingly long time in meditation, and when they wake up, they can only vaguely remember their understanding of martial arts."

"It's as if they just had a dream, experiencing other lives in the dream, and after waking up, they could no longer answer the dream, but they were left with insights into martial arts."

"However, your situation only sounds like it. To put it bluntly, that situation is still some kind of epiphany, but I feel that you did not have any epiphany, but rather you really did a long period of hard training."

"I can still tell that."

After hearing his words, Mar and Eng felt even more puzzled:
"By the way, I saw a huge waterfall in my dream. That waterfall made me feel like some kind of great being, almost like a god. It was also when I was facing it that I gained an understanding of capturing gods."

"Moreover, it not only looks extremely huge, but no matter which direction I go, I can't get close to or away from this waterfall, as if it has some kind of abnormal spatial properties."

"Moreover, there were no traces of any animals around it, only plants. I should have tried to explore that place, but I didn't find anything and couldn't escape from there."

"At the end of the dream, it suddenly rose up, directly blocking out the sky and my view, making it impossible for me to see anything else, and then it slowly turned its head away."

"Then I saw the front of the waterfall, which was half of a giant's face, still made of rocks and water, but I could clearly see the fatal wound on his face, the hollowed-out eyes."

"And for some reason, I knew he was dead."