Chapter 162: 52: Heaven Node

"I have found new supervisors for your project. Don't worry, they are all very responsible people, at least more responsible than me."

"Thank you very much for your concern during this time. Thank you everyone."

Citing special reasons, it took him almost a week to finally complete the resignation procedures and the main handover work.

The only thing that made him feel guilty was the graduate students under him, and he would have some influence on them to some extent.

But he had made up his mind and he had to take this path.

Although he had no time during the day this week, he spent almost all his nights in meditation. He already vaguely knew that the gift of this divine grace was only quite introductory knowledge compared to the vast unknown.

Faced with this situation, he decided to follow his previous research habits and use a single point to break the surface.

As long as a piece of knowledge continues to deepen, it will inevitably touch upon related knowledge. Then you can study the related knowledge, and finally it will continue to branch out and extend like a skill tree.

At the same time, he also recognized the fact that he alone would never be able to comprehend all these unknowns. He must have the participation of a group of people to study and share together. Everyone should have his own main direction. Only in this way can an overall framework of the divine grace be constructed. When he needs knowledge in other areas, he can understand it as quickly as possible.

On the night when he completed his resignation procedures, Jeremy seemed to feel the presence of other people while meditating.

He felt somewhat excited and began to think about how he could get in touch with the other party.

"First, I need a space here that can automatically send signals to all meditators to attract them."

After another week of trial and error in the architecture, he finally constructed a special space that could barely maintain a stable existence in this void. He named it the "Heaven Node".

The node here is like a lighthouse. Only when a meditator enters the void can he feel its existence, and it is actively open to all meditators.

However, Jeremy was not sure about the effect. This was his first time to carry out such a complex structure, and he was afraid that some bugs would appear.

Moreover, the fact that no one had come in made him wonder if the signal sending architecture was not working. After all, he could feel that the other party was "online".

After spending a day in the Paradise Node, he made some improvements. For example, the entrant can automatically change his image. He changed from a middle-aged man in his forties to an owl.

This is the nickname given to him by his former students, who said that he looks like an owl when he wears glasses and is serious.

The code name he gave himself was also Owl. After all, it was not a good thing to reveal one's true identity before knowing who the other party was.

Although he couldn't wait for humans to arrive for a while, he would not waste time. He built a laboratory by himself, where he conducted in-depth research on the changes in the shape of objects.

He knew that the knowledge about the soul and life must be profound, so he decided to proceed from the shallow to the deep, from the changes of objects to the changes of organisms, step by step.

Now he can make superficial changes in this void, but he cannot use it in reality yet. There are too many unexpected events and the consumption is too great, so further improvement is needed.

Jeremy perked up when he heard some soft music. This was the "entry bell" he had set up at the Paradise Node.

A cloud of white smoke floated in from the designated entrance and stopped in the center of the hall he had arranged. It was a statue of a heaven beacon. He was deeply impressed by this object, as if the knowledge of divine grace was instilled into his brain from it.

And now it seems that the newcomer is also impressed by this item.

"Oh! I..." She saw Jeremy the owl and made a female voice, and then the white mist slowly changed and turned into a woman wearing a mask and a princess dress.

"This transformation structure is very advanced. Hello, I am..." The woman was about to introduce herself.

Jeremy interrupted her in her language: "Ma'am, I suggest you use a code name."

"Thank you, you can call me 'Sausage'." The woman thought for a moment and chose a nickname that didn't seem to be popular among women.

"Your name sounds very 'Hans'." Jeremy shrugged his wings. "You can just call me Owl."

"Isn't Mr. Owl from Hans?" asked Miss Sausage.

"I'm from Britonia, nice to meet you."

"It's great that you speak Hansel like a local." The sausage lady said in her seldom-used English which seemed unfamiliar.

"Excuse me, were you also approached by the Supreme Being and given the knowledge of divine grace?"

“I can say that it may be because my ideas are relatively naive that I have received the highest favor.”

"Ideas? I want to revive my daughter, what about you?"

Jeremy doesn't think this is a secret. He needs to understand other people's needs in order to determine their research direction.

"Resurrection?" Miss Sausage nodded gently. "I'm just an intern. I want to cure all terminal diseases in the world, or research a 'panacea' so that we are no longer troubled by illness."

Jeremy was silent.

This idea sounded even more unreliable than his idea of ​​resurrecting his daughter.

But the Supreme also gave her the knowledge of divine grace. Could it be that this is also possible?

The two sides had a lot of exchanges and understood each other's main research points.

Needless to say, Miss Sausage mainly studies architectures related to treatment.

Jeremy also provided her with some of his own ideas, and the two had a preliminary research communication. The "healing technique" that had been stuck for Miss Sausage for a long time finally perfected its structure. Now it only needed to be used in reality, summarize the advantages and disadvantages, and then return to the void to improve it.

Miss Sausage, who was just happy, suddenly changed her expression: "Sorry, I have to leave first. Nice to meet you, Mr. Owl."

"Yeah, me too, Ms. Sausage. Next time you come over, you can build a dedicated lab for yourself. I can open source the architecture. It's not difficult."

After a brief contact, he found that this woman's logical thinking was not like that of a researcher. To be honest, she was not smart enough, but she was serious enough. Could it be that there was something else that he had not seen? Or was it because of her kind ideals that she was favored?
In fact, neither is true. Shiraishi Hang just wanted to see how obvious the gap is between an ordinary person and a professor, and whether there are any advantages in other aspects.

As of now, the disadvantages are indeed quite large, and the advantages are not yet visible.

After a week, Jeremy was able to figure out some clues and she barely mastered the first structure of the technique.

"Next, find another one driven by hatred." Bai Shihang returned to Gaul and found a suitable candidate.

Miss Sausage sat up from the bed, turned off the buzzing alarm clock, and hurriedly walked past the crowded bookshelf, which contained mostly medical books.

"Hedwig, you've been getting up late these days and I couldn't wake you up even when I knocked on the door." The mother's complaining voice came from a distance.

"Sorry, Mom," Hedwig responded as he washed up.

After a quick breakfast, the two left home before dawn.

In fact, Hedwig has nothing to do with the profession of doctor. She just runs a handmade pizza shop with her mother and is somewhat well-known in the nearby neighborhood.

She once had a father and a sister, but both of them suffered from a rare genetic disease and died.

Hedwig didn't know how long she could live, or when the fatal genetic disease would break out. She only hoped that she could spend more time with her mother before she died.

Because she had spent a long time in the inpatient department taking care of her father and sister and had seen too many strange diseases, it was indeed her dream to eliminate terminal illnesses. For this reason, she began to teach herself medicine, but her progress was slow.

The emergence of divine grace undoubtedly gave her a new hope.

Over the next few days, in reality Hedwig used himself as a test subject to try out the effects and costs of healing.

Then when I have time, I meditate and go to the heavenly node to improve my healing technique.

After spending a few days in peace like this, when the two were working on their own things, they heard the "entry bell" ring.

A cloud of white mist floated into the hall, and soon the color turned black, quickly turning into a black suspect.

He looked at Jeremy flying over and Hedwig walking over and nodded.

"The deformation structure you have here is much more complete than what I have explored."

He spoke Gallic.

"I can share it with you if necessary, but it cannot be used on my real self yet. The risk is too great and it needs further improvement." Jeremy flapped his wings generously. He also knew Gallic.

"Thank you. You can call me Heathcliff." Heath may have heard the accent and switched to English.

Jeremy guessed that wasn't his real name.

"Owl." "Sausage."

It was obvious that Heath was not a talkative person, so they did not talk about other daily matters, but just roughly exchanged views on the directions of their respective research.

"I should study some destructive capabilities." Heath explained his thoughts.

Jeremy was not surprised. Rather, it would be strange if a magic-like ability like divine grace did not develop into combat.

Hedwig did not say much. Anyone who was granted the knowledge of divine grace had the freedom to choose his or her own research direction.

When they finished their conversation and were about to leave, an unexpected person showed up.

"Supreme."

"Mr. Supreme!"

"Supreme Lord!"

The three of them have different names.

Hedwig and Heath were more excited, while Jeremy was more restrained.

The Supreme always had a kind smile on his face: "I'm glad that you can communicate with each other. I know that each of you has your own strengths. You are determined in your goals, good at research, and have strong execution. You are brought together because of your different goals, but there are many similarities between the Divine Grace Techniques. Learning from each other will undoubtedly make you have more understanding. At the same time, if you think there is a suitable candidate, you can also use this technique to contact the Soul Crow. Each of you has a recommendation quota."

The Supreme just gave them these two instructions and didn't say anything else to them. He left a spell and left.

"Can you recommend a partner who can work in the same direction with me?"

Jeremy thought about his ex-wife.

(End of this chapter)