186. Reading

Fatima is a cunning little fox.

Although she herself was a superhuman, she concealed this fact, saying she would go and investigate, and before leaving, she took ten Gold Dragon from Sulu as 'investigation funds'.

Three days later, within the agreed time, a stack of materials fell into Sulu's hands.

He strongly suspected that the woman had gone out for three days of fun and then casually wrote some information to fool him.

Even so, Sulu continued reading with great interest.

Before long, his brows furrowed slightly.

"So... I was too naive before. Although the Demon cultists retreated, the heavy civilian casualties and the influence of the Demon left many hidden dangers in Nia City..."

"For example... in the sewers and in remote places, there exist some strange, fleshy monsters. If they are not cleaned up in time, they could easily escalate into another disaster..."

"Too many people have died, and paranormal events occasionally occur..."

"The spiritual emptiness following the disaster allowed some strange beliefs to take advantage of the situation..."

"All these things combined, while not all of them particularly serious, are enough to give the Church of the Goddess of Light and the Bureau 11 a major headache, which is why they chose to cooperate with some civilian superhuman forces? Is that why the agency was established before?"

After watching it several more times, Sulu couldn't help but chuckle.

Fatima remained vigilant, not revealing her own 'secret,' but instead providing another clue: a private gathering of extraordinary individuals in the city.

Although it certainly can't compare to the scale of Charles City's Black Market, Sulu is determined to go and take a look.

After all, he had run out of materials to make the Thaumaturgy Card. Although he had sent people from Billy Doliov Family to collect some, it was always good to have another source.

"Was it the evening of the 15th?"

After checking the date, Sulu wasn't in a hurry.

He is currently in Billy's mansion.

As a newcomer to Nia City, the other party had not yet established any social circle, and communication was not very frequent.

As long as the key figures such as the secretary and housekeeper are under control, this place will be Sulu's stronghold.

Unless Billy's real father sneaks into the manor without warning, no one will know that young master Ron has slipped up.

"It's time to read."

Sulu looked around.

In his bedroom, various talismans had been used to 'seal' and 'encrypt' the environment.

After checking it again, he opened the bottom compartment of the briefcase and took out the <Book of Nameless Necro-Spirits>.

Because of the 'seal' of the Demon Hunting Dagger, the opponent appeared very quiet at this moment.

"The legacy of Necro-Spirit?"

Sulu pursed his lips. He had no interest in becoming Necro-Spirit, but this book contained more than just information about the Necro-Spirit profession.

It contains a wealth of information and involves many mysteries of the Spirit World!

After all, when it comes to exploring the Spirit World, spirits naturally have a powerful advantage.

Sulu drew his dagger and opened the thick cover.

"The world will eventually perish; only the Spirit World will be its final resting place!"

The proverb on the title page did not move him in the slightest, and he turned to the first page without hesitation, which contained illustrations depicting eerie Necro-Spirit.

In reality, if an ordinary person with a weaker immune system were to read this far, their mind would likely be overwhelmed by madness and despair, and they would begin to take up the role of a [Necro-Spirit].

This is why Sulu sealed off the room!

He didn't want to find out that his manor had become a playground for the Necro-Spirit after he finished reading.

The contents of the Book of Nameless Necro-Spirits are quite disorganized and not simply a matter of inheritance.

Sulu turned to the next page and saw a hymn to the Spirit World:

"That is the final resting place of all souls..."

"Let us, in our humble existence, offer you our insignificant praise..."

"You are the Spirit of the Highest, the source and end of the River Styx, the place of life and death of all things, the very beginning and the very end..."

The entire page was filled with praise and hymns to the Spirit World, written in the Gulam Language.

Sulu's expression shifted.

"This... if chanted in Gulam Language, it seems to be a spell? A spell specifically for training spiritual power?"

He was not prepared to risk his life against this strange thing.

Of course, there are benefits to reading it as well.

[XP+10]

On the Attribute Panel, an experience value appears, and it shows a continuous upward trend.

"As expected... this Book of Nameless Necro-Spirits is not only a unique copy, but it also provides experience points... The true spirit experience it contains is probably greater than that Obsidian Pendant that recorded the [Planeswalker] class information..."

Sulu ran his fingers across the page, a hint of surprise in his eyes.

This was expected.

If experience points are related to the most mysterious and unpredictable 'true spirit', then Necro-Spirit and other spirit-based professions are undoubtedly the closest to it.

"I wonder how many experience points this book will give me? 1000? Or 2000?"

Sulu increasingly felt that his decision to seize the book was absolutely correct.

As he read on, more information emerged:

[Ding! First-tier job information detected - Necro-Spirit. Requires 1.5 Spirit and a Soul of the Dead Soul for this job!... Requirements not met! Unable to accept the job!]

[Ding! Second-tier job information detected - Evil Spirit, job requirements...]

"As expected, the information about the Necro-Spirit..."

Sulu's expression didn't change much. "I didn't expect to obtain two pieces of professional information right from the start."

He continued reading, and the tooltip in the Attribute Panel immediately appeared:

[Ding! Third-tier job information detected - Fierce Spirit, job requirements...]

"Huff huff..."

Sulu's breathing was a little heavy, and a few beads of sweat appeared on his forehead. He felt his Inspiration was being rapidly depleted.

Clearly, seeing this puts a lot of pressure on him.

"However, there's still some capacity left..."

Sulu turned a new page, his pupils dilating slightly:

This page contains no actual text, only numerous distorted lines and symbols. It is not in the Gulam Language, but rather resembles a child's scribbles.

Various red, green, blue, and black dyes come together to create a dazzling array of colors.

"What... is this?"

Sulu tried to force himself to understand, only to find that his Inspiration was rapidly fading.

In almost a few seconds, it decreased by a full 3.0!

This is enough to unleash several Psychic Thaumaturgy, or kill countless people with Spirit Pressure.

Sulu felt a throbbing sensation in his head.

But in this dizzy state, the words on the page inexplicably became understandable:

"Praise be to you, Spirit of All Spirits, your realm is infinitely vast..."

"I crossed the Sea of Psyche and arrived at the third level of the spirit..."

"I saw... a distortion of the rules..."

"That boundless, absurd, all of it, is your masterpiece... Ah... Great being..."

Snap!

Sulu slammed the book shut. "No... we can't continue!"