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Chapter 1140 - 386. Murphy’s Eye: The Experiences of a Newly Initiated Heretic Pangolin

Chapter 1140: 386. Murphy’s Eye: The Experiences of a Newly Initiated Heretic Pangolin

In the Scarlet Corridor, Murphy sat in his chair, intently observing the surroundings.

His gaze reached far beyond the present, his pupils focused not ahead but appearing vacant, as if his soul had vacated its shell.

Beside him, Cui Si was maintaining a continuous psychic art system. In her cold and somber vampire psychic posture, she held her unique spellcasting gesture with her left hand raised to touch the back of Murphy’s head. The trails of psychic energy dispersing stirred her long black hair at the back, occasionally revealing her slender neck and the delicate collarbone scar.

Her face, enchantingly beautiful, held a careful balance of control, as she used her exquisite psychic skills to link Murphy’s vision to Hog, deep within the Polluted Swamp.

This was the operational "Reconnaissance Eye," the most iconic system of psychic reconnaissance arts. Lady Cui Si’s unique psychic application methods seemed like an art of spellcasting to the professional Scout, He Lu, assisting beside her.

More importantly, Lady Cui Si was demonstrating an advanced usage of the "Reconnaissance Eye," beyond its standard operation.

This long-distance, extended duration of vision switching featured excellent hiding properties, prompting He Lu to continually note down the valuable knowledge before him with his notebook.

"This is a slightly modified reconnaissance ritual,"

Cui Si glanced at him.

She inwardly admired his thirst for knowledge, clearly not achievable by those dilettante spellcasters who entered the field halfway through.

Seeing He Lu so studious, the Blood Vulture Duke felt satisfied and casually pointed out,

"The psychic energy required to maintain this for a long time is beyond your current capacity. You can try it after advancing in strength, but you also need to apply some psychic marks on your selected ’eye’ ahead of time; otherwise, it’s difficult to successfully activate this art system."

"Uh huh, thank you for the reminder."

He Lu wrote down another note and then humbly asked,

"What are the normal and maximum effective distances of your reconnaissance art system?"

"The maximum is about the current distance,"

Cui Si estimated,

"stretching from Crimson Castle deep into the Polluted Swamp, approximately seven hundred kilometers. Generally, I fix the target on Milian to ensure my protection over the Governor Miriam, as per Murphy’s request.

In his view, Milian’s importance to the territory has become greater than his, and Murphy usually does not need to be protected.

Unfortunately, Milian stubbornly refuses power; she seems to have no intention of asserting herself on the path of strength, which is a pity.

Back to the ritual though.

The farther the effective distance, the greater the psychic energy consumption, maintaining it at the current distance would drain your psychic energy pool in seven seconds.

If the duration exceeds fifteen seconds, your psychic meridians will be completely destroyed, rendering you crippled.

This secretive ritual is not intended for Black Iron Rank psychic scouts. Try it after you advance to Silver Grade.

However, if there is a fixed, well-built Scouting Wizard Tower to bear most of the pressure, then it can be a method you can use freely right now."

"Scouting Wizard Tower... That’s too precious."

He Lu was shocked, and then sighed helplessly,

"Even my tutor at White Cliff doesn’t own a Mage Tower; us scout psychics are merely seen as conjurors by psychic spellcasters of other factions, always underestimated.

Despite the scout spellcasters showing brilliance in several major actions during the ten-year war, changing this stubborn and foolish notion cannot be done overnight.

The two biggest wishes of my tutor’s life were to gain entry into the higher echelons of Circle Tower, hoping for a title of Director of Education, and to own his Mage Tower.

But until his death from illness, these wishes remained unfulfilled."

"Perhaps you could fulfill them for him?"

Cui Si appraised He Lu up and down as she spoke softly,

"You could apply for a Mage Tower placement with the administration. The Stonemason Brothers are set to start construction of a ’Midnight Tower’ within the Inner City for our Blood Vulture Clan as a new symbol, which will include Mage Tower functions.

I’ve seen Professor Chen’s design plans.

It’s a beautiful building that includes three subsidiary towers. This means while I use the main tower, three Mage Tower slots will be open.

Femis, as the spellcasting head of the Midnight Faction, will surely own one, another will be shared among our warriors who are spellcasters, and the last one is currently vacant...

Submit an application to Governor Miriam, then they will consider and respond accordingly. However, I predict that, given your current strength, you might still need to pay expensive rental fees to the administration."

"This... this is too presumptuous, I’m just a Black Iron psychic, a scout without much combat capability."

He Lu was bewildered by this unexpected gift falling from the sky and felt somewhat overwhelmed.

He couldn’t imagine his tutor’s last wishes suddenly being fulfilled in this manner, but Cui Si gave him no further opportunity to question, waving her hand as she spoke,

"Your Power Level might indeed be slightly lacking, but that doesn’t change the fact that you’re one of the few psychics in Transylvania who has received formal training."