Chapter 200 Believe Believe Believe

"…What am I thinking about?"

In the dark room, Xia Yubing lay on the bed with the desk lamp on, looking at the new words on the notebook, feeling a little confused.

[When we just left Zanju Town, I said something to you while driving you to Taoyuan City. I said: 'You must never reveal my true identity to anyone in any form.']

[When I said this to you, what were you thinking? What were you thinking at that time? ]

Xia Yubing, who couldn't sleep in the middle of the night, habitually opened her notebook and saw these two lines of words. The black Chinese characters were indeed Ning Zhe's handwriting, but she couldn't understand the questions asked.

【Why are you asking this suddenly? 】

Xia Yubing wrote with a blue pen, and then black words appeared on the paper stroke by stroke. It was Ning Zhe's reply:
[I am looking for the answer to a question. You just need to answer truthfully. Don’t ask any other questions.]

What... Xia Yubing pursed her lips: "If you don't want to ask, then don't ask. Humph."

Although he hummed and moaned, his body still held the pen honestly and wrote his reply in the notebook:
[You told me at the time that you couldn’t reveal your true identity to others, and I thought to myself, then just don’t reveal it.]

[Your appearance is always changing, giving me the feeling that you are like a painted-skin monster in mythology, so I think your true identity must be very important to you... so I will keep it a secret for you.]

After writing two lines, Xia Yubing supported her chin with both hands and looked at the notebook spread out on the pillow. The blue handwriting was written by her, and the black handwriting was written by Ning Zhe.

【Okay, I know. 】

Ning Zhe responded quickly.

"It's like this again, so cold." Xia Yubing buried her head in the bed sheets, her two thick long legs fluttering dishonestly, and kicked the quilt off the bed: "It won't hurt to talk to me for a few more words..."

Xia Yubing muttered as he climbed out of bed, picked up the quilt that had been kicked off the floor, and came back to see a new line of black writing on the notebook:
【Good night, go to bed early. 】

Ning Zhe closed his notebook and walked into the door of a hotel.

In this way, all the information you need is collected.

'Want to know where the road to advancement ends?'

Of course Ning Zhe wanted to know.

From the moment he ate the tribute in Hejia Village and opened the almanac to become an upgraded person, the countdown for his life began. Most of the things he has done so far have been to try his best to extend this countdown, to make it return to zero slower and slower, but he cannot make this countdown disappear.

Yes, if you gain the true power of thought stamping, you might be able to solve the problem of losing yourself too easily, but don't forget that the god you can't look directly at is also a ghost.

If you are a ghost, you have flaws.

Controlling the God Who Cannot Be Looked At Directly can certainly solve Taiyi's defects, but gaining the ability to stamp thoughts also means that he will bear another unknown side effect.

By controlling the God who cannot be looked at directly, has Taiyi's problem really been solved? No, it has just been transformed into another problem.

Control new ghosts to make up for old defects, then new defects arise, and control newer ghosts to make up for these defects, and so on and so forth, going further and further, until the boundary between humans and ghosts becomes blurred and one forgets why one set out in the first place.

This is what the ascenders call the "Road to Ascension".

This is a road full of thorns. Once you set foot on the road of advancement, you cannot turn back. Even stopping to rest is a luxury. Forge ahead bravely, or you will die.

So Ning Zhe wanted to know urgently, is there an end to the road to promotion? If so, what is its end?
Lan Shiwen said, maybe, Fen Wu is one of the people closest to the finish line. He is willing to be Ning Zhe's guide on the road to promotion, until he catches up with or even surpasses Fen Wu.

It has to be said that Lan Shiwen's words were very tempting. He gave Ning Zhe a condition that he could not refuse, and no one who was promoted could refuse it.

"Of course, although the future is long, the road is right under our feet." Ning Zhe shook his head. He did not immediately agree to Lan Shiwen's request. It was not because the conditions he offered were not good, but because Ning Zhe did not want to blindly aim high, which would lead to his own miserable death.

"Taiyi's problem is getting more and more serious. The most urgent task is to solve the current problem first, and then consider whether to agree to Lan Shiwen's conditions..."

Ning Zhe nodded to the hotel's front desk waiter, walked into the elevator, and pressed the button for the 5th floor. The VIP room that Zhang Hanying and Zhang Yunwen had booked was on the 5th floor.

The elevator slowly rose, and a complicated stream of thoughts rolled through Ning Zhe's mind.

From the time he obtained Yu Ziqian's identity to now, he has successfully stamped his thoughts five times.

The first time was when Feng Yusu was told, "I must obey Ning Zhe's orders."

The second time, I typed it to myself, 'I am Ning Zhe'.

The third time, it was directed at Boss Chen’s brother-in-law who added ice to his drink, ‘I am you’.

The fourth time was when he attacked the Four-Faced Buddha, 'This person is Ningzhe.'

The fifth time was to Xia Yubing, "I must keep Ning Zhe's true identity absolutely secret."

"These five successful ideological stamps all have one thing in common."

Ning Zhe closed his eyes and silently said in his heart:

"I forced them to believe things they already believed."

After what happened in Hejiacun, Feng Yusu already trusted him very much, not to mention herself. How could anyone not trust herself?

Before he impressed the thought of Boss Chen's brother-in-law, he first turned into his appearance and sat in front of the mirror. He had done something wrong and then saw supernatural events happening in front of him. In fact, he was already a little bit skeptical in his subconscious mind.

When the Four-Faced Buddha was branded with the ideological stamp, what he observed was Ning Zhe's true appearance. Before Xia Yubing was branded with the ideological stamp, he had originally planned to help him keep his identity secret.

"So, the rule of the God Who Cannot Be Looked At Directly may not be 'forcing people to believe in something', but 'making a person firmly believe in what he already believes'."

How firmly do you believe it?
——The degree of ideological imprint.

For God, belief is the medium.

In this way, there is a reasonable explanation for why his previous attempt to influence Xia Yubing's thoughts in Zanju Town failed.

"But then there is another problem." Ning Zhe's eyes lit up for a moment, then dimmed quickly: "When Bai Zhi and I were at the gas station, why did the gas station employees want to kill her?"

Knowing that the rules of the God of Not Being Faced Directly cannot force people to believe something they originally do not believe, what about the employees at the gas station? Did they originally want to kill Bai Zhi?

Ning Zhe's reasoning stops here. The information he could collect has been exhausted. A good cook cannot cook without rice. In the absence of clues, even the great detective Sherlock Holmes cannot deduce the truth of the mystery out of thin air.

While thinking, the elevator reached the 5th floor. Ning Zhe came to the door of Zhang Hanying and Zhang Yunwen's room. Just as he was about to press the doorbell, an idea suddenly occurred to him:
"Practice makes perfect. Since there are no clues, just verify it yourself."

It just so happens that I have a copy of the ability to stamp thoughts, which is an advantage brought by Taiyi. It is a unique advantage. I will use the two of them as experiments tonight.

With this thought in mind, he used Ziqian's cell phone to send a message "I'm back" to Zhang Yunwen and rang the doorbell. Soon, the door opened and two beautiful bodies, only wearing one piece of clothing, appeared before his eyes.

Ning Zhe stood there in a daze.

(End of this chapter)

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