On the "What is Sought" panel, the Dark Seclusion "Chat Window" still retained Ronan's earlier question, the manifested "Sketch" of Old Elers, the appraisal price of the "Cloak," and the corresponding notification. Beneath them, however, new content had already appeared.
Ronan's so-called "request" was to learn the location of Old Elers's true body.
The normal response should have been an address. Better still, it would have included detailed software-based location tracking. Yet what the "Cloak" displayed on this interface was a ring outlined in stark white lines, containing an almost imperceptible graphic for the user to trace.
Ronan knew it well: another Contemplation Graphic from "Format Theory," the combination of that Regular Tetrahedron and its inscribed and circumscribed spheres.
He had just done one on the "What is Understood" panel and had nearly thought he had switched back again.
Sure enough, as the various functions of the "Cloak" app were explored in greater depth, it became increasingly clear that the "Format Theory" Contemplation Graphic remained the most crucial key.
But for a Newbie Xiao Bai, making the most of the "Sanctuary" to reduce the pressure and damage of the Soul Power surge was the most important task in the early stages. One entered through "Format Theory," advanced and stabilized one's realm through the "Sanctuary," and ultimately returned to "Format Theory" as the central axis of everything.
That was probably how it worked... Dad?
Ronan bared his teeth in a grin and expertly recreated the Contemplation Graphic. This time, however, the tracing of his thoughts seemed to tug at certain invisible threads. The External Neuron grew faintly warm again, and stimulated by it, his Soul Power became quite active, naturally flowing and spreading in all directions.
At first it was like water, then gradually turned to mist, as though it were