Whether it was the ceiling or the four walls, everything in the room had been painted black. Mister 24 had once again entered a dazed state.
Zhong Luochen had not said a word the entire time. He had even closed his eyes.
This was the art of sitting in meditation and Nourishing Qi. He had learned it from a master of Chinese studies in his early years, though back then it had naturally not been for the sake of gaining transcendent power, but simply to cultivate his mind and character.
Zhong Luochen had always felt that his family background had merely given him a relatively high starting point. If he could not fully digest the advantages that starting point provided, a scion of a wealthy family like him could easily fall from the high platform. And once he fell, he would be smashed to pieces.
He still could not reach the state of meditating like a Buddhist monk for an entire day, but he could at least return his chaotic thoughts to calm... Moreover, because too many emotions had already been stripped from his heart, he was now even better at it than before.
At last, Zhong Luochen opened his eyes.
Mister 24 failed at his attempts again and again, then turned back—or perhaps he had sensed Zhong Luochen's current state.
"Do humans really have souls?" Zhong Luochen's voice was filled with a thirst for knowledge, and his eyes shone brightly. "What is a soul? A component of the body? Or is it merely the cellular activity of the brain's neurons?"
Mister 24 pondered for a moment, rather surprised by Zhong Luochen's question.
He slowly said, "There are many theories about the soul, and different people have different understandings. Even I have not fully grasped the mysteries of the soul.