novelraw Chapter 551: Probing
Chapter 551: Probing
Chapter 551: Probing
Jie Ming sat on the chair he had shaped with Alchemy Technique, his gaze passing over the wizards who were forming teams and discussing, and landing on the massive fissure in the sky. The pure white plane hung there silently – deathly still, perfectly regular, and flawless.
“Analyzing intelligence alone won’t achieve much. Better to… test it personally first.”
Jie Ming sank his consciousness into his inner cave-heaven.
Inside the cave-heaven, the five hundred black giant priests sat cross-legged beside the Incense Fire Divine Dao transfer station, ready at any moment.
Jie Ming’s will swept over them, precisely locking onto the ten individuals with the strongest computational power, and began to mobilize the altar’s connection permissions.
【Target Selected】
【Fate Subsystem Connecting…】
【Connection Complete】
Sensing the changes occurring within them, the ten black giant priests opened their eyes simultaneously. Immediately afterward, strands of hidden spiritual links extended from their foreheads, piercing through the walls of the inner cave-heaven and completing docking with the channels of the Fate Subsystem in Jie Ming’s mind.
“I have also mounted Fate Subsystem channels for you,” Jie Ming’s voice sounded in their consciousness. “When necessary, I will help you process the data.”
The ten priests nodded at the same time.
Jie Ming then released various spells that landed precisely on each priest.
Visual sharing, energy fluctuation synchronization, perception feedback…
He ensured that he would be able to “experience it personally” with the black giant priests later.
“Go. Open the path for me.”
Ten black figures shot into the sky.
At the same time, countless beams of light lit up across the ship plane.
The other wizards had not been idle.
All kinds of cannon fodder units were released – elemental creatures, puppet constructs, summoned beasts, and even a few wizards who directly split off portions of their spiritual power to condense temporary avatars.
Everyone wanted to be the first to probe the depths of this bizarre plane.
Jie Ming withdrew his gaze and looked down at the wasteland beneath his feet.
He squatted down and pressed his palm against the ground.
Alchemy Technique activated. The soil surged and took shape.
In just a few short minutes, a simple laboratory covering several hundred square meters rose from the ground.
Jie Ming sat in front of the experimental bench and swept his hand through the air.
Ten light screens unfolded simultaneously, each corresponding to the perspective of one black giant priest.
In the footage, the ten black figures had already left the fissure in the sky and were approaching the edge of the Information Plane.
They did not swarm in all at once.
The leading priest paused, glanced back at its companions, then advanced alone.
It was the one with the strongest computational power among the ten priests, its soul core processing capability thirty percent higher than the other nine.
Through its perspective, Jie Ming watched as the fissure grew closer and closer.
On the other side of the fissure, pure white light flowed gently, looking completely harmless.
The black giant priest extended its hand.
Its fingertips touched the plane barrier…
Jie Ming’s brows rose slightly.
Through the perception transmitted back by the spells, he could clearly feel that it was completely different from the “hitting a wall” isolation felt with other planes. Although the Information Plane had such a distinct boundary with the surrounding endless chaotic void, the barrier felt almost without any resistance when touched, like a thin layer of light curtain that could be passed through with a single stretch of the hand.
The black giant priest did not hesitate.
It leaned its entire body forward and passed through the barrier.
Then, Jie Ming clearly felt the impact.
It was an information turbulence.
An overwhelming information turbulence.
The instant the priest’s soul core fully entered the Information Plane, massive amounts of information surged in from all directions, madly assaulting its consciousness.
Those pieces of information had no fixed form. There were clearly no words, images, or sounds, yet they transmitted pure “information” through special elemental oscillations, like countless needles simultaneously piercing into the brain.
The black giant priest’s computational power operated frantically, but it still struggled to withstand it.
Its consciousness began to blur, its thoughts started to become chaotic…
Then Jie Ming took action.
The Fate Subsystem operated at full power.
Jie Ming only felt the system core he had just constructed in his mind activate instantly. The information processing network formed by the convergence of countless believers’ faith streams ran wildly, taking in, analyzing, and diverting all the overwhelming information turbulence.
The black giant priest’s consciousness became clear once more.
It stood inside the Information Plane, glanced back at the fissure behind it, then looked down at its own hands. A human-like look of surprise appeared in its eyes.
Jie Ming, however, frowned.
He stared at the string of data on the monitoring light screen and quickly analyzed it in his mind.
The good news was that the earlier probe had put his mind at ease: that automatic attack would not include him, who was connected from behind. The information load carried by the Fate Subsystem’s communication channel itself was taken into account, but his main body, or rather the computational power he transmitted through the Fate Subsystem, had not been perceived by the enemy.
This meant he did not need to worry that when he personally probed later, his Infernal Sulfur Plane would also be counted into the total information quantity because of its connection to him.
What truly made Jie Ming frown was the essence of that information turbulence.
He had taken the opportunity to analyze these pieces of information through the Fate Subsystem.
Jie Ming fell into deep thought.
From the analysis results, if it was only an information impact of this degree, the wizards who had been defeated should not have entered that “silence” state. The essence of silence was “all output ports blocked,” yet thinking remained active.
The attack logic of this information turbulence was “to overwhelm the target’s processing capability with massive amounts of information.” If the target could not withstand it, it should have directly fallen unconscious or even suffered spirit sea collapse, rather than remaining mentally active but unable to output externally like now.
“No wonder Wizard Martin said the specific principle could not be analyzed.”
Jie Ming raised his head and looked toward the other light screens.
The other black giant priests had not yet entered the plane and were waiting outside the fissure for orders.
As for the cannon fodder units from the other wizards nearby…
Jie Ming noticed that several wizards had deliberately allowed their cannon fodder units to “get hit.”
Those elemental creatures and puppets had lost control the instant they entered the Information Plane and now floated stiffly in the pure white sea of light, yet the energy cores within their bodies continued to operate.
Those wizards were using various remote detection methods, attempting to parse the exact process of the attack.
But judging from their tightly furrowed brows, they probably had not discovered anything either.
This was normal, however. After all, Wizard Martin must have tried this method as well. Since he had not found the cause, it meant some things could not be understood without experiencing them personally.
Jie Ming withdrew his gaze and looked at the nine black giant priests waiting outside the fissure.
“You all go in as well.”
He issued the command.
The remaining nine black figures no longer hesitated and passed through the fissure at the same time.
Jie Ming leaned back against the chair, his gaze sweeping across all the light screens.
The ten black giant priests had already spread out and were slowly advancing deeper into the pure white sea of light.
The surrounding light was soft in a eerie way, without any sense of direction, as if they were standing in an infinitely extending white void.
Behind them, beams of light continued to flicker endlessly at the fissure, that was the cannon fodder units of the other wizards, pouring in batch after batch.