Information Determines Everything

"What?!"

Meng Chao broke out in a cold sweat.

Coming into contact with primordial relics and reading the Primordial Information contained within them was an extremely dangerous undertaking.

In most cases, an explorer's contact lasted no more than a few seconds to a few minutes.

They would merely catch glimpses of bizarre, fragmented scenes in a daze, hear sounds like murmurs and delirious mutterings, and shudder.

Even God Realm Experts, fully prepared and in deep meditation, rarely remained in contact with primordial relics for more than an hour.

If one remained immersed in "Primordial Summoning" for too long, an Earthling's fragile brain could very well be battered full of holes by the torrent of information from primordial times, ultimately suffering Cultivation Deviation and becoming lost amid the profound, intricate, and treacherously unpredictable Primordial Information.

If that happened, either their brain temperature would soar past one hundred degrees—or even three to five hundred degrees in an instant—burning them alive into an idiot.

Or their human emotions and desires would become severely warped, even vanish altogether, turning them into monsters with nothing but human shells.

In fact, the reason Dragon City Civilization called those Transcendents who suffered Cultivation Deviation, lost their humanity, and committed all manner of evil "Lost Ones" was precisely because they had wandered too long in Primordial Summoning and become lost in the vast ocean of information accumulated over hundreds of millions of years.

Over the past half year, Meng Chao had also come into contact with primordial relics many times at Relic Number One.

But with his Heaven Realm cultivation, he had only ever taken a taste and stopped.

The longest he had ever been dazed was merely twenty-nine minutes.

As far as Meng Chao knew, remaining in contact for a full twenty-four hours was something very few