He did not continue.
Lu Yuan did not pick it up either, because Hank was telling the truth. If his consciousness had not returned at that time—
Hank's sanity simply could not have withstood the impact that followed.
At best, he would have been sent back to logistics. At worst, he would have gone mad or undergone aberration directly.
"I came to see you this time."
Hank looked up and smiled, but there was little amusement in his eyes.
"With the attitude of giving it a try."
"After all, raising one's sanity is just too difficult."
The room fell silent for several seconds.
Bolen said nothing. His fingers rested on the head of his cane as he let out a faint sigh.
"This young fellow Hank is right."
Bolen spoke in an even tone.
"Let me add a few things."
He set his wineglass by the table.
"Sanity is a gate that every Transcendence Path must pass through. Whether it is Knowledge Transcendent, Eerie Transcendence, or faith, there is not a single path that can avoid paying this price."
"If you want to raise your sanity substantially, most people can only begin training from childhood."
"But that kind of training..."
The old man shook his head.
"Consumes an enormous amount of resources. At certain stages in particular, living Eerie entities are needed as assistance."
"Living ones, not dead ones."
Hank nodded. He had clearly heard of it before.
"Once the contamination exceeds the limit, the cost is irreversible. Contamination or death—ordinary people cannot even touch the threshold."
"So look at those old aristocratic families. Why does each generation fight better than the last?"
Bolen smiled.
"They possess resources far beyond those of ordinary people. Take Kael, for instance. If I were not an Inscription Transcendent, he might never have entered