Chen Zhitao had come to Chang Kingdom at Marquis of Bowang's invitation, to lend a hand to a certain Jiang—and indeed, to escape the storm of controversy.
That way, if anything changed in the Near-Sea situation, Marquis of Bowang would more or less put in a few good words for him...
Giant beasts wrestled upon the sea, and the storms were vicious. Sea Fishing Tower was now only a little fish that could not withstand wind and waves, so it had to be careful in everything.
Jiang Wang's thoughts were almost icy.
News was only news. Intelligence was only intelligence. People were only names.
This version of himself was probably closer to the "clever" person Marquis of Bowang had once hoped he would become.
But he would no longer think of that fat man for no reason at all.
He sat down before the desk, picked up the sheet filled with ideas for the seal, and studied it expressionlessly.
His gaze did not linger on the person slowly walking toward the bedroom.
For now, only resolving the second level of the Heavenly Human state mattered—this was the conclusion he had reached after consideration.
Looking at the painstaking work Chen Zhitao had piled onto a thin sheet of paper, he seriously considered its feasibility.
According to Chen Zhitao's design, he needed to build a Heaven-Connecting Tower within his subconscious sea. Lay it down, and it would merge with the Heavenly Sea, entering the Heavenly Human state. Raise it up, and it would prop open the Heavenly Sea, preserve the self, and live unfettered.
This design had two difficulties—
First, how was one to construct a Heaven-Connecting Tower capable of holding open the Heavenly Sea? Chen Zhitao had offered some ideas, but he could not truly feel the pressure of the Heavenly