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Lin sat nervously in front of the screen, his throat constantly moving. It had been a long time since anything had made him feel this uncomfortable.
Today, the strength he once had was shattered. In the face of "impotence," any stubbornness was merely a paper tiger! Whether it was persistence or rebellion, everything would crumble.
Before understanding the situation, Lin always felt a chill in his lower body, as if it could leave him at any moment.
In Lin's eager eyes, the footage began to play.
This was a strange third-person perspective that recorded the crisis Lin faced, including the emergency prompts from the System and the appearance of white light.
However, some important elements were obscured, such as the voice of the Live Streamer, the "Special" commands issued by the System, and scenes of Lin's Big Root being tormented.
After watching the video, Lin furrowed his brows. The fear in his eyes gradually faded, leaving behind more confusion. He began to ponder.
The video was short, only a few minutes long, but it was filled with a vast amount of information.
Firstly, from Lin's own perspective, he realized he had been too reckless. His understanding of martial arts and the Interstellar Era was far too lacking, which led him to make such mistakes that nearly cost him his life.
In fact, his previous attempt to break through had already given him a prompt, but due to his rebellious personality and blind confidence, he had not taken it seriously.
After experiencing this brush with death, Lin needed to reflect on himself and view the world from a different angle.
Although he was a Culinary God in the Era of Earth and had once stood at the pinnacle of the world, in the Great Star Sea Era, he was merely a cook who could manage decent meals—he couldn't even enter the ranks of Top Chefs.
Moreover, in terms of martial arts and understanding of the star sea, he was even more at the bottom tier.
Thus, Lin had to pull himself down from his "Divine Throne" and no longer look at the world from that arrogant vantage point.
He had looked down for too long; perhaps this perspective had made him reckless. It was time to change his viewpoint, to lift his head up again and taste once more what it felt like to look up in bitterness.
This reflection came from within Lin himself. He had a good habit: after failure, he would immediately reflect on it. This habit had once supported him in reaching great heights.
Secondly, from the System's perspective regarding this matter: Lin's mistake this time could be seen as one that deserved no sympathy. If he liked to act recklessly, he naturally had to bear the corresponding consequences.
If Lin were the dominant thought of the System, he wouldn't care about those who enjoy courting death. Reminding you once is already humane; if you still choose to act recklessly, then you deserve whatever fate befalls you.
However, the System's behavior was very unusual. After a period of high tension and panic, it chose to save Lin, willing to pay a great price for his rescue.
The aura of the white light was sacred and exceptionally powerful. Whether it was Divine Residue or Torrent energy, under the white light, they seemed like children, demonstrating just how formidable that white light truly was.
What is Divine Residue?
It is the pain from a deity, a part of the divine itself. As the saying goes, a thin camel is still larger than a horse; even if it is merely negative energy, compared to all kinds of energy in this world, it is still a top-tier existence.
Thus, this mass of energy is more powerful than the gods themselves!
Thinking of this, Lin suddenly narrowed his eyes, his gaze growing heavier.
The System's energy being stronger than that of the gods was something Lin had suspected long ago; it was just confirmed at this moment, which did not surprise him.
What mattered was what he possessed that made the System value him so highly that it would sacrifice such a level of energy to save him.
The implications were chilling!
Lin's perception of the System shifted again. Initially, he thought it was some deity playing a joke on him.
Now, Lin accurately recognized that this might be a trap set by the gods for him.
Although Lin couldn't understand what it was about him that attracted the attention of the gods to such an extent that they would go to great lengths to protect and nurture him for his growth.
"Perhaps when I grow up, the gods will want to use me as a dish? Just like I raise ingredients?"
A strange thought surged in Lin's mind. He should have laughed at such a ridiculous notion, but he found himself unable to do so.
This question felt like a thorn deeply embedded in Lin's heart, leaving him restless and uneasy.
Lin glanced around with the corner of his eye, as if afraid someone would see him in thought. After a long while without any movement, he finally sighed in relief and buried his doubts deep within.
This was a question he could not ask, a realm he could not touch at this moment.
Lin understood that with his current strength, to ask or pursue would only lead to a quicker demise.
He was very clever; he did not delve deeper into the root of this question but instead planted a seed in his heart. He knew that sooner or later, he would have to face the System and the person behind it.
He just hoped that this confrontation would come slowly, allowing him to grow secretly. Before facing the final crisis, he wanted to possess a strong body, unyielding willpower, and reverse strength so that he could contend with that looming threat.
It seemed that from now on, Lin needed to be more wary of the System. He had to start thinking about how to break free from its control.
There is no such thing as a free lunch; those who naively go for the "free lunch" often end up regretting it!
Thirdly, compared to the first two, this was merely a question, yet it was the one Lin found most perplexing—where did this video come from?
There were no cameras around; how was the footage recorded? Could it be the work of a deity?
However, the constantly shaking Camera and the strange angles looked more like something an amateur filmmaker would produce, not the handiwork of a deity!
A deity's methods wouldn't be so crude; it would tarnish their image.
The first thought that crossed Lin's mind was the Live Streamer. He suspected that this was done by the Live Streamer!
With that thought, Lin turned his head toward the bedroom, which was shrouded in darkness, making it hard for him to see clearly.
But he distinctly remembered that the Live Streamer had always been placed on his bedside...
After pondering for a moment, Lin recalled some strange occurrences over the past three months and couldn't help but wonder why the Live Streamer kept malfunctioning and embarrassing him.
His gaze toward the bedroom gradually changed, becoming more intriguing.
In the bedroom, in the dark corner, the Live Streamer was watching Lin in the living room.
From the moment Lin woke up, the Live Streamer knew he had been observing what Lin was doing. Just a moment ago, when Lin rubbed his Big Root, the Live Streamer almost burst out laughing!
However, at this moment, the Live Streamer felt a bit uncomfortable. Lin's gaze had turned directly towards him, making him feel uneasy all over.
"Could it be that he knows I'm here?"
The Live Streamer couldn't help but let his thoughts run wild. Lin's gaze was too strange, making him overthink.
After a moment of contemplation, the Live Streamer reassured himself. He thought carefully and concluded that he hadn't given himself away; Lin definitely didn't know of his existence. The guy was just guessing.
To calm himself down, the Live Streamer turned the Camera to face the wall.
At worst, he just wouldn't look at that annoying guy!
"Oh? Did I move on my own?"
On the old sofa in the living room, Lin's eyes twitched slightly as a strange smile appeared on his face. He murmured in a voice only he could hear.
Don't forget, Lin had a Special ability called Divine Sight.
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