Chapter 397 — Another Mythic-Grade Resource

In any case, it would be good if more dreams of mythic creatures were available for reference. When the time came, he and Chongchong could enter those dreams and learn the truth.

If he could uncover the cause and details of the great calamity of the Mythic Age, that would surely be worth a Mythic resource at the very least. And then—wouldn't that be another Mythic resource in his hands?!

Speaking of which, wasn't there still a fossil from the Mythic Age over at Bureau Four that they had not managed to study out? Shi Jin thought it over: leaving it to Bureau Four to research would be a bit of a waste. Better to hurry over and claim it for himself. After all, his superpower combined with Chongchong's max-level Dream Theft, plus Rin's research, ought on the whole to be more efficient than Bureau Four.

At this thought, the little transparent one, Shi Xu, who had not spoken a word until now, said: "Lin Shuo, I've succeeded in remodeling the phantom of the Mythic Age's Wind Qilin into a Mechanical Phantom Beast."

"The dream memories of this kind of mythic species creature should also count as archaeological intelligence, shouldn't they?"

As Shi Jin's words fell, the entire conference room suddenly fell silent.

After a moment.

Feng Jin was utterly astonished. "Wait, what did you say?"

"That Mythic Qilin fossil—it's successfully revived??!"

Grandma Li was also greatly startled. "Shi Jin, is that true? When did this happen?"

Ke Chuanqi: "W-was I hearing things? For real?"

In the conference room of Bureau Eleven, the shock rippled from person to person.

In a certain courtyard, Lu Heng, who was with Feng Jin, froze slightly at the sound of Shi Ying's words.

It had actually succeeded?

The mechanical phantom beast system that Shi Jin had researched at the Mechanical Convention could, without question, still be tied to archaeology.

Back then, Shi Jin had even been there in person, painting grandiose pictures—claiming that through the mechanical phantom beast system, one day the divine beasts could be revived!

At that, the archaeologists and mechanical drafters of Bureau Eleven and Bureau Four who had been listening had been utterly thrilled.

Thrilled to the point of bursting.

But afterward, once Bureau Eleven and Bureau Four conducted joint research, they realized Shi Jin had truly been painting empty promises.

Reviving extinct creatures from the Totem Era was already difficult enough; resurrecting beings from the Mythic Era, at least several billion years ago, was judged by Bureau Four's top-tier intelligence brain to have a negligible probability—and even if it were possible, it might require up to a century of research.

The traces of time contained within mythic fossils were far too complex.

At that point, the great archaeological masters of Bureau Eleven could only sigh faintly.

None of them knew whether they would live to see that day.

Yet today, the boy Shi Tan claimed he had already successfully revived a fossil from the Mythic Era?

How could that be!

"Shi Jin, are you serious? When did this happen?" Lin Shuo's expression turned grave as it had not in a long while. He naturally knew of Bureau Four's analysis as well, and toward it he had no solution whatsoever—after all, no research was accomplished overnight. But Shi Jin, by his own individual effort, had actually surpassed Bureau Four's progress by this much in one stroke?

How had he done it?

"By coincidence... it was today."

"Perhaps it's because we command more advanced methods of dream entry, dream theft, and materialization—not through mechanical means, but by opening a different path, so it went more smoothly." Shi Li said, "We made further refinements upon the Emperor of Time's dream-entry meditation technique."

"It can make the effects of dream entry even better."

"Refinements?" Lin Shuo's expression was complicated. Wait—the Time Meditation Method, used to detect traces of time and, through those traces, to enter dreams, was a top-tier meditation technique researched by the most mysterious legendary beastmaster, the Emperor of Time. You refined it, just like that?

The other members of Bureau Eleven wore equally dumbfounded looks.

The others might not understand, but Lu Heng quickly caught on, his expression complex. Surely this so-called refinement meant letting the beastmasters who assisted their pets also master super-strong mental power!

"Correct. But the dream fragments from the qilin fossil are severely incomplete, with too little useful information. We may need deeper research to extract anything of value. Lin Shuo, why not have Bureau Four send that mythic fossil over for me to study as well? Who knows, we might find some valuable intelligence for the archaeology symposium." Shi Jin said with certainty.

When Shi Jin finished, the other members of Bureau Eleven were still dazed, thinking the kid was simply absurd.

Lin Shuo, too, knew Shi Jue was not one to boast idly. He nodded. "Understood. I'll notify Bureau Four at once to send that mythic fossil to you."

Hearing this, Shi Jin was excited. After all, a mythic fossil might contain a quasi-divine skill.

He wondered what divine beast had left that mythic fossil behind... It seemed that, reportedly, even Donghuang did not know the fossil's origins.

Ah—after all that circling, it still came down to relying on himself.

Shi Jin felt immensely busy, while the other members of Bureau Eleven were endlessly silent, already able to foresee how Bureau Four would wail and gnash their teeth. If Shi Jin spoke true, then this time it amounted to Jue crushing Bureau Four's scientific research methods with archaeological methods.

Over there, they would surely be utterly stunned by Shi Ying's progress.

"Shi Jin, how did you refine the Time Meditation Method?" Granny Li, who also knew the dream-entry technique of the Time Meditation Method, could not wait to ask.

And Shi Jin, regarding the matter of how he had obtained the talent bead from An Chang and developed superpowers, had no intention of hiding it.

Since that was so, he might as well first disclose to these seniors the matter of his having developed superpowers.

The superpower school—these seniors of Bureau Eleven with telepathic talents would likely need it most.

Feng Jin, Granny Li—these were all like Lu Yan, old acquaintances, and afterward he would certainly have to teach them.

"It's simple."

Shi Jin simply applied for clearance, and the next moment, Shi Ying's figure appeared on the conference room's video feed as well.

"I discovered that as long as the beastmaster also masters mental power of no small proficiency and completes a spiritual connection with a psychic-type pet that can use the dream-theft skill,

then when they enter the fossil dream together using the Emperor of Time's Time Meditation Method, the effects are better."

Hm?

The crowd had not yet reacted.

The next moment—

"Like this." In the video feed, Shi Jin called out to Lin to splice in footage of his earlier clash with Void Sandalwood.

In the image, near-materialized mental power coiled around Shi Jin in a sky-blue outline.

A terrifying fluctuation of psychic power burst forth from Shi Jin.

As spatial ripples flickered, a pitch-black mantis wielding a black blade descended before Shi Jin!

Everyone present recognized this living piece of history—this was... Void Sandalwood, the Void Emperor's secondary pet that had broken through to the Overlord level!

Shi Jin was fighting it?

Looking at Void Sandalwood's attacking stance, everyone in the conference room felt their hearts tighten.

But what stunned them even more was the next second.

Shi Jin seemed to have transformed into a humanoid ferocious beast of the psychic type, approaching Totem level, his pupils filled with boundless, profound blue psychic power. As the Void Mantis descended, Shi Ying's arm rose as well, his palm aimed at the Void Mantis.