Secret Buyer-Chapter 340 - 261: The Human Ancestor’s Name from Billions of Years Ago

Chapter 340: Chapter 261: The Human Ancestor’s Name from Billions of Years Ago

"You child..."

The old director sighed:

"Why are you interested in the root foundation again?"

Jiang Feiniao carefully studied the three-dimensional modeling of the root foundation and said seriously:

"I am interested in all unsolved mysteries, such as the High Heaven Association in the Golden Province, and our home planet’s root foundation... Oh, right."

She glanced sideways:

"If I remember correctly, the branch director in the Golden Province is specialized in the root foundation of the home planet, right?"

"Yes, he is your senior brother."

The old man nodded casually:

"Since you’re interested in the root foundation again... it’s just right, let him communicate with you."

While speaking, the old director tapped on the control panel, and in just a moment, colorful images appeared on the large screen,

establishing a communication network with the distant Golden Province for a real-time video call.

The screen showed a small laboratory, with two or three researchers and a spirited little old man.

"Teacher."

The little old man greeted respectfully.

The old director nodded slightly, glanced at the laboratory in the screen painting, and asked casually:

"Still working on modeling a Different Dimension?"

"Yes, teacher."

The little old man smiled bitterly:

"There’s finally been some progress, thanks to the new researcher... it’s that child."

He pointed to the girl beside him, who nervously greeted:

"Hello, Director... I’m Zhang Xiaoxi..."

Beside her, the chief expert of the Golden Research Institute, Yu Huafeng, and Zhang Xiaoxi’s friend, Chen Qingxue, also greeted cautiously.

The old director’s expression softened slightly, he nodded warmly and glanced sideways at the little old man, chastising:

"Don’t say you’re my student that easily, after so many years with no results... Alright, your junior sister wants to ask you some questions about the root foundation today."

Jiang Feiniao stood in front of the screen, waved at everyone, and then eagerly inquired about the root foundation,

At first, the little old man could respond fluently, but as the questioning continued, his answering speed slowed, the thinking time lengthened, and even sweat began to form on his forehead.

He was astonished to find that the junior sister was progressing too rapidly,

Even though she didn’t quite understand the root foundation at first, after some exchange, it seemed like she’d studied the root foundation for hundreds or thousands of years, and her questions became increasingly tricky.

Zhang Xiaoxi, Yu Huafeng, and Chen Qingxue all listened quietly from the side,

Though they didn’t specifically study the root foundation, they still benefited greatly from listening so much.

Suddenly.

An electrical buzzing sound rang out—it’s the exploration team conducting routine surveys of the root foundation.

"Director!"

The excited voice of the exploration team leader sounded:

"We’ve detected a Spiritual Power fluctuation in a corner of the root foundation! Attempting to analyze the content, initial survey..."

"The longevity of this Spiritual Power is far more than 13.8 billion years, older than the entire universe!"

Excited voices echoed in the laboratory, and the old director and Jiang Feiniao looked up in astonishment,

while the little old man on the other end of the video almost jumped up, shouting loudly:

"Let me see! Quick, quick, quick, let me see!"

The old director frowned, shared the real-time images from the exploration team, and both sides from different corners of the world watched the real-time images of the root foundation together.

In the images, the exploration team leader was panting heavily, hands slightly trembling as he adjusted the instruments while reporting:

"Conducting a second test... testing complete, the existence time of this string of spiritual symbols still exceeds 13.8 billion years!"

The universe, up to now, is only 13.8 billion years old,

so the measurement of the existence time of things can at most reach this number—more ancient things can only be detected as older than the universe,

but the specific time cannot be calculated.

"Third re-test, re-test complete, results unchanged, the 14th Xuanyuan root foundation exploration team is now parsing the information!"

Special light shone on that string of spiritual information which is older than the universe and has never decayed in eternal years,

seconds ticked away.

Ten minutes later.

"The results... came out!"

Under the illumination of the special beam, the remaining immortal Divine Thought on the rock surface began to become visible to the naked eye.

It’s just a line of brief text.

[Zhang Fusheng was here]

Zhang Xiaoxi rubbed her eyes hard, and Yu Huafeng’s eyelids twitched wildly—but both quickly calmed down,

they knew it was just a coincidence.

It could not possibly be the Zhang Fusheng they knew—unless he lived over 13.8 billion years.

But Zhang Xiaoxi had seen her little cousin with open-crotch pants.

"Immediately record and copy it!"

The old director ordered in a deep voice, quickly sending a copy to the branch in the Golden Province,

then picked up the paper and carefully examined it.

"Zhang Fusheng..."

The old director chewed over this revered name, his face showing a hint of excitement:

"One who can leave their true name in the root foundation untold years ago must be an Ancient Saint."

"This name might symbolize the true name of a certain Celestial Position!"

Jiang Feiniao was also immensely shocked:

"But why leave such a line? Was it some Ancient God’s wicked humor? Or does the root rock have a very special status in the last universe epoch?"

"So much so that an ancient Divine Spirit who can persist thoughts for at least 13.8 billion years had to leave a name?"

The old director nodded:

"Perhaps just as you guessed..."

Suddenly he lost words.

Although the old director was also a Divine Spirit and his life had no limits anymore, theoretically able to share the lifespan of Heaven and Earth,

but the number 13.8 billion years was still too overwhelming...

He ordered several people from the branch, forbidding any disclosure of today’s events, before shutting off communications and urgently summoning all the root foundation experts from the main institute.

The old dean even had the urge to perform a grand ritual, to communicate with the ownerless [Great Perfection Lineage Master Celestial Position]——

That Great Celestial Position seemed to be the symbol of [Knowledge], and as long as the sacrifice was sufficient, almost all problems could be answered.

But in the end, he gave up.

"Bring the Celestial Positioning Instrument here!" the old dean shouted loudly, "Based on this line of spiritual inscription, calculate the position!"

Beside him, Jiang Feiniao reminded:

"Teacher, the calculation of the Celestial Positioning Instrument is not entirely accurate; it’s based on the position when the other party left their spiritual thoughts."

"I know," the old dean’s eyes were bright: "But it’s enough!"

He took a deep breath and spoke in a deep voice:

"This information is enough to help us attempt to unveil the mysteries of the previous epoch!"

As he spoke, the Celestial Positioning Instrument had already been transported through the teleportation array to the root base.

This special instrument, a combination of array and technology, was created with inspiration from the Celestial Position,

It can probe the Celestial Position and determine the [Position] through the remaining spiritual power.

Time ticked by, and the head of the exploration team’s trembling voice came through.

"The results are out."

Everyone in the main institution held their breath and listened intently.

"The Celestial Positioning Instrument shows the result is..."

"Human Ancestor."

The main institution was instantly plunged into silence.

......

Golden Province, Golden City.

Source Point Research Institute.

The director and Elder Yu departed in a hurry, leaving only Zhang Xiaoxi and Chen Qingxue in the laboratory.

"A name left for over thirteen billion years..."

Chen Qingxue sighed softly:

"An unimaginably powerful divine spirit of the old epoch."

After a pause, she looked at Zhang Xiaoxi and teased:

"Speaking of which, this ancient god shares the same name as your friend—seems like your friend might have great fortune."

Zhang Xiaoxi scratched her head, not directly answering, but staring at her phone.

On the phone screen was a photo,

A photo of an essay her little cousin wrote over half a year ago, sent by her second uncle, asking her for advice.

Zhang Xiaoxi didn’t know why she suddenly pulled out such a photo, nor why she instinctively compared the handwriting.

The spiritual inscription was virtually akin to an alternative form of writing, usually no different from words physically written down.

At this moment.

The handwriting in the photo was no different from the spiritual text transmitted from the capital, made visible through reflection.

Zhang Xiaoxi swallowed hard, Chen Qingxue called her many times before she came to her senses, still in a daze.

"What’s wrong with you?" Chen Qingxue asked in surprise, while Zhang Xiaoxi replied with a dry laugh: "No, nothing...what were you asking me about?"

"Nothing, really."

Chen Qingxue replied casually:

"Just asking if you are still in contact with that friend of yours, Zhang Fusheng?"

"Yes."

Zhang Xiaoxi answered in a somewhat dazed manner.

Her heart was pounding wildly.

......

Chongyang Heaven and Earth.

Zhang Fusheng slowly opened his eyes and exhaled a breath of profound clear energy.

"Awake?"

Emperor Tang scrutinized Zhang Fusheng, a look of confusion on his face:

"Why do I feel that Taoist Brother Fusheng has somehow changed..."

He rubbed his chin, pondering for a moment, then murmured:

"I feel like there’s a newfound bloodline connection between us...also, Taoist Brother Fusheng, after all, you are [Laozi]."

"Ah, Ancestor..."

Emperor Tang sighed, but Zhang Fusheng’s expression was somewhat inexplicable. Previously, associating himself with Laozi as an ancestor was somewhat far-fetched,

But now, it’s different.

He had indeed become an ’Ancestor’—in every sense of the word.

The position of Human Ancestor.

Zhang Fusheng held the Human Emperor’s Seal, slowly stood up, and said with a smile:

"Erfeng, shall we go?"

"Where to?"

Emperor Tang asked instinctively.

Zhang Fusheng’s smile abruptly faded, calmly replied:

"Of course, to Chang’an Town, to the Martial Mansion—being trapped for a month for no reason has delayed many matters."

"We must take over that Yama Hall, mustn’t we?"

Emperor Tang’s face also showed an expression of interest:

"Descendants of Wei Zheng and Yuan Tiangang...but I am curious, why did my arrangements involve the Martial Champion’s descendants as tomb guardians after the underworld?"

A look of confusion appeared on his face, murmuring to himself:

"Just a champion, it doesn’t quite make sense..."

Zhang Fusheng looked at him inexplicably:

"Oh, it’s nothing."

"Your Martial Champion eventually became the emperor of the Great Tang, that’s all."

Emperor Tang’s expression froze suddenly.

Amid the roar of a certain Great Tang Saint, Zhang Fusheng laughed heartily, once again strolling through the wilderness, within a few breaths,

he was back in Chang’an Town.