In Search of the Deep Sea

Chu Hang pushed open the apartment door and casually shut it behind him.

The room was quiet.

He walked to the middle of the living room and sat cross-legged. The floor was a little cold, but he did not care. What he needed to do now was more important—process what he had obtained from the Kryptonian spaceship.

The spaceship's core database was entirely in his head.

The amount of information was enormous.

It was like someone had stuffed every book in a library into his mind all at once. If he did not sort it out properly, he would have to search through the entire database every time he wanted to access a piece of information. That would be far too inefficient.

Chu Hang closed his eyes.

His consciousness sank into the mental space he had constructed using the Mental Law.

That space had originally been only the size of a fist. Now, Kryptonian data had expanded it to the size of a basketball court. Countless points of light floated in the dark void, each one representing a piece of information. They were packed so densely that just looking at them gave him a headache.

He began sorting them.

Material science went to the left. Energy technology went to the right. Life Law engineering was tossed into a corner—those things were not particularly useful to him at this stage, so he could deal with them later.

What he focused on most was information related to the hierarchy of cosmic power.

The insights left behind by the seven Kryptonian powerhouses who had broken through to the Conceptual Layer were extracted separately and placed at the very center of his mental space. Those were the real treasures.

Three hours later, he finished organizing everything.

Chu Hang opened his eyes and rolled his