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Chapter 185 - 185 139 Ive come all the way with Casio... (4200)_2

Chapter 185: 139 I’ve come all the way with Casio… (4200)_2 Chapter 185: 139 I’ve come all the way with Casio… (4200)_2 If we have to calculate the proportion, it’s probably about nine to one.

Nine for me and one for superpowers…

So, realistically speaking, Casio claiming that he has come this far purely relying on himself indeed has a solid factual foundation and persuasive power.

In the secret room, he looks up at the top right corner.

“Elephant Soul Secret Technique: Insect Bite 66.7% (total of three levels)”

Peak state of a fully accomplished martial artist, the third time of blood acceleration.

This is Casio’s unprecedented peak state, and he can control it. Because his realm of the Wind Elephant Fist is still higher than that of the Elephant Soul Secret Technique, he does not need to worry about the command side.

The strength of a Secret Martial Artist is often influenced by a mix of various factors such as the secret martial art level, physique level, combat realm, and additional skills, etc. Among them, without a doubt, the most important one is physique’s level. It’s the most foundational.

All other factors are affected by the level of physique.

For example.

Before, when Casio used the Pale Wind Current, he was unable to freely control the generation of spiral qi clusters. Now, if he exhibits the Pale Wind Current at the level of the third blood acceleration, he might be able to create a Rasengan in his hand ahead of time.

“Pale Wind Current: Second Level 85.7% (2 levels)”

From the end of the second retrospection, Casio’s time spent in the real world, plus the time experienced from the third retrospection up until now. He has not stopped exercising the Pale Wind Current. This incomplete technique can only be mended with time.

The Pale Wind Current cannot be accelerated with the power of the Secret Soul.

Even if it could be accelerated, Casio would not rashly try it. An incomplete technique represents instability, a powerful technique represents danger, the combination of the two is the Pale Wind Current. He is genuinely worried that if he uses the power of the Secret Soul to accelerate, halfway through the acceleration, his two arms would bomb!

This is not impossible, but very likely!

The Secret Soul’s energy is best suited to elevate stable structures, historically rich, many people have practiced problem-free secret martial arts or skills. Using it to enhance this type of method can at least reduce the possibility of encountering a timed bomb.

Therefore, Casio will not take risks rashly.

He opens the door of the secret room and walks out with a creak.

At the same time, the door of the secret room on the side also opens.

OThe person who come out from the inside is a beautiful woman with blue hair. Her gaze is always on Casio. Even after leaving the Baptism Church, Casio can feel the other person’s gaze.

On the grey-white street.

He stops with one foot and turns his head to ask, “Is there something?”

No…no.”

The woman hesitated for a moment, and then shook her head.

Casio turned away coldly, and quickly walked towards the distance.

The blue-haired woman watched the gradually disappearing tall figure, she couldn’t help but think of the vibration and muffled noise in the secret room just now. It was a strong movement that could be felt even through a tough wall.

That movement should be related to this cold-faced muscular man…”

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In the blink of an eye, three days have passed.

June 14th, 107 Federation Calendar, Hong Li Federation.

Donghai City, urban area, Warmingda University.

Warmingda is one of the top-notch universities in Donghai City that ranks high, even though it is not number one, it can squeeze into the top three. The campus has comprehensive facilities and relaxed policies. The school has ample funding, gathering top talents from all walks of life and a multitude of professions.

Including ancient languages, archaeology, cultural relic protection, etc…

A few months ago, one of the professors who studied ancient languages at Warmingda University received a commission request. The rough idea is to ask him to decipher the information in the map and incidentally repair the map. There will no doubt be a substantial reward afterwards.

The other party was very generous, directly paying half of the remuneration in advance.

The stack of banknotes was thick, at least Professor Tennessee had never seen such thick banknotes, which was enough to make him financially independent.

Not to mention there is still half left in the back!

Therefore, Tennessee took this commission very seriously.

Firstly, aside from the money, he was actually mainly interested in this map. After all, it’s his area of expertise, and Tennessee read his major based on interest back then.

Now, he feels that the fading flame of investigation in him has been reignited by this commission!

To complete the commission and obtain the remaining half of the reward, Professor Tennessee is working hard, not only going to the library to search for documents and research by himself, but also spending money to find many friends in the same profession to help.

Meanwhile, he also enlisted the school’s archaeology scholars for professional relic restoration. Despite featuring several difficulties, the deciphering process successfully culminated in the end.

Over a week ago, Professor Tennessee had sent a letter to Mr. Dusk, stating that he had completed the decoding.

Presumably, that gentleman had already received the news and was on his way.

At noon, the sky was as blue as tiles, utterly void of any white, fluffy remnants of clouds. It looked as if it had been cleansed and purified from all impurities, with only the scorching sun exquisitely illuminating in splendid radiance.

There was a slight breeze today, eliminating the slightest warmth within the school campus.

Many students gathered in twos or threes, sitting on black chairs placed along both sides of the tree-lined avenue, either playfully horsing around or chattering merrily. Among them were also couples.

The university students were at the prime of their youth.

Overflowing with enthusiasm, brimming with curiosity, and full of vitality.

At the entrance of the tree-lined avenue was a grey-white fountain, making a roundabout intersection leading in different directions. The fountain was entirely white, with water gurgling down it. A marble sculpture of what seemed to be one of the school’s former principals stood atop the stone pedestal in the middle.

Near the fountain were several chairs where a couple was currently whispering sweet nothings to each other, discussing the latest gossip within the school. As the boy intently narrated, he leaned in for a kiss.

Suddenly, a towering shadow instantly covered both of them.

“Excuse me, fellow student, could you please tell me where the third administrative building is?”

The deep and cold voice instantly gave the boy a shudder, leaving him suddenly lost enthusiasm.

He turned his head somewhat irritably, “You…”

“Ah.” The boy paused.

Before his eyes stood a tall man dressed in casual attire.

Although dressed smartly, his towering build of one meter and nine centimeters still induced a profound imposing aura. His face remained poker-faced as if someone owed him a vast amount of money. His overall presence exuded a sense of overwhelming dominance beyond any form of doubt.

In any case, the boy felt that if he didn’t answer this man, the latter might just land him a punch in the next second.

So, he promptly pointed out the route, adopting a gentle demeanor.

“Thank you.”

Casio adjusted his wide-brimmed hat and turned around to leave.

Even though he tried his best to maintain friendliness earlier, as the cultivation of secret martial arts led to the enhancement of his life essence, the gap between Casio and average people grew wider and wider. Hence, he inevitably carried an aura about him, with ordinary people, unfamiliar with Casio, feeling a “rabbit meets tiger” sort of intimidating instinct on catching sight of him for the first time.

Shaking his head slightly, Casio headed toward the third administrative building.

Upon bypassing the statue fountain, traversing the tree-lined avenue, passing a sports field and several teaching buildings, Casio halted to look around in the relatively remote part of the campus, towards the eastern direction.

A stone stood in the floral bed, its surface carved with some characters.

“Third Administrative Building.”

He looked up at this yellow-white colored building.

Subsequently, he quickly stepped into the entrance.

Half an hour later, in an office on the right side of the third floor of the administrative building.

Casio sat by a table close to the window, where sunlight pervasively flooded in. He was sipping tea while reviewing the documents.

Sitting across him was a middle-aged, bald man wearing glasses. His appearance was unimpressive and appeared somewhat sleazy.

But, one shouldn’t judge a book by its cover, especially in scholarly matters.

Professor Tennessee was a somewhat well-known scholar in ancient languages.

He did have a considerable amount of research in this field.

He was currently also sipping his tea in small mouthfuls, nervously eyeing Casio, his gaze occasionally drifting towards the suit pocket.

Inside the pocket of the suit’s chest.

There seemed to be a bulging yellow envelope.

Typically used to store large amounts of cash.

“So, Professor Tennessee. You have determined the name and location of a mountain range in the map, then inferred from it?”

Casio squinted slightly, laid down the documents, and asked.

“Yes, the map you gave me featured a remarkably distinctive mountain peak. I consulted the library at Warmingda University, in addition to the data from some of my geographer friends. After amassing and comparing a significant amount of data, I finally pinpointed the location.”

Professor Tennessee took a deep breath, “North part of the Hong Li Federation, Shire County, Alfama Mountains. At present, there are two cities around the Alfama Mountains, one is Mirror Lake and the other is Ming Mountain.”