There must be something wrong with me-Chapter 675 - 253: Heaven and Earth and the Enlightened ’Master Thief

He himself was mostly providing an inventive mindset.

It also counted as using the four-dimensional crafting technology within the Six Realms, allowing reality to fully venture into four-dimensional manufacturing and in-depth research.

As long as this technology can be realized, then some legendary treasures that can be big or small, including some mythical divine artifacts, can be reproduced and mass-produced in reality.

Zhang Feng could also better master the use of the Four-dimensional Golden Core, as well as techniques similar to instant casting and mass-production of 'Sealing Techniques'.

As long as it aligns with certain concepts.

Zhang Feng could draw upon his vast knowledge, draw parallels, and gain profound insights from small clues.

...

One day later.

Zhang Feng and the Crown Prince and others set off.

On the journey.

Zhang Feng continued to refine some basic theories and further deepened his primordial spirit strength.

This meant that every step he took was a new realm for Zhang Feng.

Surely, this required familiarization as before.

Only after familiarization, when the other worlds reach this realm in the future, can the structure be quickly constructed, and rapid growth can be achieved.

But along the way.

Zhang Feng also looked at his physical body fifty thousand miles away.

He was now twenty thousand miles deep in the scorching underground, with a constitution of 5.9K.

Weighing 596 tons!

With such a terrifying constitution, it was already necessary to rely on Spiritual Qi to float.

Otherwise, he could 'fall' to the center of the earth.

Similarly, under this compressed weight, there were also rules inscribed into his flesh.

Even just standing still, ordinary weapons could no longer cause any harm to his body.

Only the energy attack center of an orbital cannon might make his body feel a bit hot, a bit itchy.

The body was also advancing towards the extreme of three-dimensional life, becoming familiar with the rapid leap in constitution.

Zhang Feng felt quite good because he was getting stronger every second, improving every second.

But the pressure was also immense.

After all, he had already undergone Divinity Transformation. When he returned to reality, if he couldn't suppress the rules upon the arrival of the Sealing Talisman.

And if his body cannot bear the rules of the primordial spirit.

Then it is very likely he would directly achieve the 'True Yang Immortal Position' as the primordial spirit.

Although this was a common way to prove the Dao in myth.

It was akin to the 'Iron Rice Bowl on the Investiture of the Gods,' belonging to Yang Yuan 'becoming Immortal.'

But the body had not 'become a Saint.'

In his system, it was impossible to 'Pierce the Void.'

Unable to enter the six dimensions, or even infinitely high dimensions.

The human body is the essence of life; the separation of body and soul might lead to omniscience, but not necessarily omnipotence.

Zhang Feng finished examining this world's Daoist philosophies, and combined with his past experiences, his understanding of the Dao deepened.

A person needs to 'return to the origin.'

The Yuan is both the body and the beginning of everything.

It is 'seeing a mountain as a mountain again.'

At the same time.

On the journey to the imperial city.

In the eyes of the Crown Prince and the others, Zhang Feng was sitting at the front of the carriage all day long, quietly resting with his eyes closed.

This appeared to others as contemplation.

But in Zhang Feng's 'computational enlightenment' system, it was a constant deduction, akin to a normal cultivator's constant 'small epiphanies.'

However, although they didn't know this, they dared not disturb him.

Even when having meals at night, they ate their own food.

Just occasionally glancing at Zhang Feng at the front of the carriage.

That night.

On the sixteenth day of the journey.

The rogue had become familiar with the Crown Prince and others, transforming from his initial apprehension back to his old self.

In his mind, running away seemed impossible for now, so there was no opportunity.

Might as well eat and drink as he liked.

As the journey to Ling City was still two months away.

He aimed to savor the moments of being alive, then find a chance to escape.

Now.

The rogue appeared to be eating, but was actually observing all around, waiting for Zhang Feng to suddenly faint from hunger, then using the ensuing chaos among the others to find a direction to run.

As for whether a Nascent Soul True Man would faint from hunger, he, being just a rogue who trained in external skills, naturally didn't know.

But he did know that Zhang Feng never missed his three meals a day.

Even after a few days of epiphanies before the temple, Spiritual Qi circulated to replenish Zhang Feng's consumption.

But now, seeing no Spiritual Qi around, he assumed Zhang Feng might faint due to the excessive consumption from cultivation. 𝐟𝕣𝗲𝕖𝕨𝗲𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝗲𝚕.𝗰𝚘𝐦

Though unlikely, it was at least a thought.

If it did happen, he could decide on the best escape route from his observations so far.

"You can go crazy by yourselves, I'm not dying with you!"

At that moment, the rogue was eating fish and watching the Crown Prince and others chattering.

To him, everyone here, including the old man in the carriage, didn't seem like normal people.

Furthermore, he had decided that if he couldn't escape and they truly reached the imperial city.

He would find an opportunity to inform the Saint Monarch, saying 'Your grandson and an old thing are rebelling! For the well-being of Ling Kingdom's citizens, you must be wary!'

Such was the rogue's aim.

Pretending to be a loyal minister while backstabbing the traitors.

But, was the rogue a good person?

No need for others to say, even the rogue didn't think so, saying it was for the people was really for his own survival.

But was Zhang Feng a True Man?

To the rogue, it seemed even less like Zhang Feng was alive.

Things like wanting the Saint Monarch to abdicate were uttered from Zhang Feng's mouth, indicating to the rogue that Zhang Feng was utterly mad.

Especially since the Crown Prince was also following Zhang Feng's madness.

They too didn't seem like they were living.

At this moment.

The Crown Prince, originally chatting with others, noticed with his Spiritual Sense that the 'Immortal Companion' kept observing his side, then smiled and asked respectfully:

"Senior Sun, may I ask... have the meals not been to your liking these past days?"