Chapter 5: Golden Finger

The singing grew louder, seeming right at hand, yet the source remained unfindable; facing this unknown situation, Cang Luo grew increasingly anxious.

The more anxious Cang Luo became, the more blurred the satellite's vision grew, and the image gradually shrank.

Finally, the satellite's vision vanished completely, and Cang Luo found himself staring into pitch darkness.

But just then, Cang Luo suddenly realized: "Damn, isn't that singing my own mobile phone alarm ringtone?"

No sooner had the words left his lips than Cang Luo snapped his eyes wide open.

After opening his eyes, Cang Luo found himself in a room with simple yet luxurious furnishings.

All the furniture in the room was made of an unknown redwood, emitting a faint exotic fragrance that smelled incredibly comfortable, seeming to have a refreshing and invigorating effect.

Whether due to this exotic fragrance or not, Cang Luo felt exceptionally alert, his body brimming with strength, and he could vaguely detect a strange substance in the air.

Could this substance be the Yuan Force mentioned by Sect Master Xuan Hong?

But I can't absorb it!?

Putting that question aside for now, the alarm continued to ring; Cang Luo grabbed his phone and casually turned it off, then glanced at the time and discovered it was already the second day since his transmigration.

He shook his head, tossed the phone aside; he had no time to research why the phone could connect to the Earth's internet, as more important matters needed handling.

Cang Luo was now certain he was not dreaming; that surveillance satellite capable of firing laser cannons was his Golden Finger.

But how could there be satellites in the Yuanwu Continent? Cang Luo could not figure it out.

"Where is it? Where is the Golden Finger? How do I summon it? Is there a system spirit or something?" Cang Luo tried every method but could not possess the satellite again.

"Hmm? Yesterday I possessed the satellite only after falling into a coma; so what happens if I close my eyes?"

Thinking this, Cang Luo closed his eyes and frowned in deep thought.

After a few breaths, Cang Luo suddenly felt a heaviness in his head.

The satellite's vision reappeared; Cang Luo was overjoyed, but his joy lasted only half a minute, for he discovered this Golden Finger did not seem very useful after all.

Unable to control the satellite to move onto the Yuanwu Continent meant he could not use the satellite's laser cannon weapon; the laser cannon's range seemed to be only 200 meters.

"No, even if I could move it, I cannot let the satellite appear over the Yuanwu Continent, because doing so would expose my satellite Golden Finger.

Sigh! A satellite that cannot use its laser cannon seems of little use; at best, it is just a surveillance device.

Hmm, it would be good for reconnaissance during war, but for an individual, it is somewhat useless."

Cang Luo sighed, closed his eyes, crossed his arms over his chest, and pondered whether the satellite had any other uses.

Peeping at beautiful women bathing?

That would require penetrating the roof, and the satellite apparently lacks that function.

After ten minutes of quiet contemplation, Cang Luo suddenly snapped his eyes open, immediately feeling a sensation of the world spinning; two images overlapped before his eyes.

One was the real-time footage captured by the satellite, the other was the view from his own eyes.

Cang Luo leaned against the bed and shook his head vigorously, trying to separate or stabilize the two images, but it had not the slightest effect.

Cang Luo gritted his teeth, enduring the dizziness, frowning and forcing himself not to close his eyes.

Because he felt that if this ability could be used with eyes open, its practicality would increase greatly.

For instance, while pursuing a target, it could be used to scout the path, and it could also prevent being followed by enemies.

After a long while, Cang Luo felt something stirring restlessly in his mind, like an incredibly long, thread-like object wandering everywhere within his mind.

As he turned his thoughts to thinking, that thread-like object became increasingly active.

Suddenly, that thread-like object seemed to break through some barrier.

It began to lengthen, darting all through his body along the spine and meridians; this sensation was extremely comfortable.

Finally, one end of the thread-like object stopped in Cang Luo's lower abdomen, searching for something just like a tadpole looking for an egg.

"That location, I remember is the Lower Dantian..." Cang Luo recalled the human acupoint charts he had seen before.

There are actually three Dantians within the human body: the one between the two eyebrows is the Upper Dantian, the one on the right side of the heart is the Middle Dantian, and the one below the navel is the Lower Dantian.

The three Dantians are arranged from top to bottom within the human body according to the golden ratio.

In Daoist cultivation-related literature, the Dantian mentioned always refers to the Lower Dantian, the location where energy is stored.

Thinking this, Cang Luo was overjoyed.

"Could it be that I have become a Martial Artist? Didn't Sect Master Xuan Hong say one must wait seven days after forging the Zhi Yuan Dan to become a Martial Artist?"

While thinking, Cang Luo felt that thread-like object, which had just stopped, begin to move again.

No, it should be called seeing, but this seeing is different from seeing through the satellite vision; it is an internal vision of the body's state.

In Daoist terms, this is called Internal Vision!

He saw that thread-like object enter the Dantian and arrive at a place filled with a slight milky-white mist.

The mist drifted aimlessly and irregularly; at the center of the mist was a gaseous ring-shaped object resembling a milky-white swim ring.

Seeing this object, Cang Luo recalled again the words of Sect Master Xuan Hong.

Activate the Dantian, condense the Yuan Wheel, become a Martial Artist, and then one can absorb Yuan Force to learn cultivation techniques.

Could that milky-white swim ring be the Yuan Wheel? And the milky-white mist the Yuan Force?

And that thread-like object? Spiritual Power?

Cang Luo was extremely excited, confirming he had become a Martial Artist!

"But why did the Zhi Yuan Dan's effect come six days early? Is it related to me being from Earth?"

While puzzled, that thread-like object continued to wander, finally touching the Yuan Wheel.

Instantly, the Yuan Wheel moved; it began to rotate, its speed increasing faster and faster.

It was like an engine with its switch pressed, spinning wildly.

That thread-like object was the switch; the Yuan Wheel was the engine.

The wildly spinning Yuan Wheel carried the surrounding Yuan Force to rotate with it; Cang Luo felt he seemed able to control this Yuan Force.

As expected, the moment Cang Luo shifted his thought, that Yuan Force began to drift along the thread-like object.

Cang Luo instinctively guided them to his head, seeing if it would alleviate the dizziness caused by activating satellite surveillance while his eyes were open.

That Yuan Power was not much; it could merely fill his brain.

The instant the Yuan Power reached his brain, Cang Luo instantly felt refreshed and clear-headed; the footage shot by the satellite camera stopped shaking and froze.

Now, Cang Luo could finally activate the satellite surveillance function while keeping his eyes open.

This feeling was strange, hard to describe.

Unlike a pair of smart glasses Google once released that projected images directly onto the retina, these appeared directly in his mind.

Cang Luo controlled the satellite to rotate slowly, watching the sun burning in the universe, watching the Yuanwu Continent with its nine moons.

"Nine moons... let me see what is on the moons."

Saying this, Cang Luo controlled the satellite to look at the nearest moon, quickly zooming in on the image.

"Strange, there is actually a layer of white mist on the moon; the lunar surface is completely invisible."

Cang Luo looked at the other eight moons as well; all were shrouded in white mist, and nothing could be seen.

As he watched, Cang Luo felt a bit tired, discovering that the thread-like object in his mind was gradually shortening, and its swimming speed had also slowed.

Cang Luo knew that activating satellite surveillance did not come without cost; the cost was precisely that thread-like object.

"This consumption is a bit severe; I'm already tired after watching for less than half an hour. Can't it be turned off? Wasn't it off when I woke up just now?"

Thinking this, Cang Luo suddenly closed his eyes and silently commanded it to turn off.

As expected, the footage shot by the satellite immediately vanished from his mind.

Cang Luo opened his eyes and said happily, "This satellite might unlock new functions as my cultivation improves, such as flight; by then, I could secretly use the laser cannon."

With the satellite's help, Cang Luo was full of anticipation for his life in the otherworld over the coming year; his mood was incredibly joyful, and he almost wanted to share it with his family.

"Right, can't the phone connect to the Earth's internet? Make a call, send a WeChat message; I've been gone for a day, they must be very worried."

Thinking of it, he did it; Cang Luo unlocked the phone screen.

The instant the screen lit up, hundreds of WeChat, QQ, and SMS messages popped out, overwhelming him.

Immediately after, the phone began to vibrate, followed by a ringtone; a call came in displaying 'Unknown Number'.

"This phone is probably a golden finger too."

Looking at the incoming call, Cang Luo did not answer immediately; instead, he first returned to the home screen and opened WeChat to see if there were messages from his family.

Cang Luo's heart leaped with joy; he saw his sister's message, but the content of the message was clearly not sent by her personally.

The most recent message read: "Cang Luo, I am Li Weiguo, the person in charge of the Feng Lin Huo Shan special department of Huaxia. There are a few points of information I need to confirm with you.

One: Are you currently on Earth?

Two: If you are not on Earth, please provide all information you can obtain and send it to your sister via WeChat.

Three: Do not believe anyone else but me; please take national security as your own responsibility.

Reply immediately upon receipt..."

Cang Luo pondered: "Feng Lin Huo Shan? What department is this? I've never even heard of it.

But thinking about it, I can understand; what could a commoner like me know?"

Continuing to scroll through the messages, the next dozen or so messages were similar in content, all sent via his family members' WeChat accounts.

"In other words, my parents and sister are in their hands?"

Cang Luo had a bad feeling; his face immediately turned cold. He had originally wanted to call to confirm.

However, just then, the phone popped out a new SMS; Cang Luo casually tapped to open and view it.

The SMS content was as follows: "Respected Mr. Cang Luo, hello. I am John Shi Misi, the person in charge of the international rescue organization Eden.

I am deeply pained by your plight. Our Eden is willing to provide you with all assistance; we only need you to provide us with information about the otherworld you are currently in so we can rescue you.

Additionally, we have already transferred 5 million RMB to your usual bank account; this is a small token of our respect.

Finally, let me tell you some bad news: your family has been placed under house arrest by Huaxia's Feng Lin Huo Shan; the situation is extremely dire.

However, we can help you rescue your family and emigrate to our free nation..."

When Cang Luo saw the figure of 5 million RMB, his heart rate suddenly accelerated, and he was overjoyed.

5 million RMB was an astronomical figure for an ordinary family; one could not earn it even by working for a lifetime.

However, when he saw the words about his family being placed under house arrest, his blood surged with anger, but he quickly calmed down.

He knew this was a scheme to sow discord; they were even posing as international rescue advocates, truly hypocritical; what the hell is Eden.

However, while his mouth cursed the other party, his body was very realistic.

Cang Luo immediately began searching for the bank transaction SMS; after flipping through for a long time and skipping dozens of messages, he finally found the bank transaction SMS.

Seeing this, it was no small matter; Cang Luo was so excited he almost couldn't hold the phone steady.

There were fully a dozen or so transaction SMS messages; the content of the latest message read: "Your account ending in XXXX... balance 22,888,655.47."

Cang Luo was dumbfounded and said in shock: "This... what is the situation? How could there be so much money?

I've struck it rich! I didn't expect to become a millionaire before even returning to Earth!"

At this moment, another SMS popped out; Cang Luo quickly tapped to open it, and saw it read: "Respected Mr. Cang, I am Yagami Yuichiro of the Izumo Society. We heard you are trapped in a difficult situation and unable to return to Earth.

However, rest assured, the Izumo Society is willing to provide you with all assistance.

Please provide your current situation so we can prepare rescue work and bring you back to Earth.

Let me tell you some bad news again: according to our investigation, your family has been placed under house arrest by Huaxia, with all movements restricted; the situation is extremely serious..."

Family placed under house arrest; it was that phrase again.

Cang Luo's mood became incredibly heavy, but not because of the news that his family was under house arrest; he would not believe the seduction of these people.

It was because his transmigration had been completely exposed; he had become a delicacy, and every nation wanted to obtain information about the otherworld from him.

Under these circumstances, they could do nothing to him while he was on the Yuanwu Continent, so they could only choose to coerce him into cooperating with them through his family.

"Huff... I hope the motherland can protect my family." Cang Luo took a deep breath.

Then one bizarre text message after another kept arriving, with all sorts of self-proclaimed identities.

The Holy Crusaders International Relief Group of some European country.

A so-called Royal Knights International Relief Squad of the Empire on Which the Sun Never Sets.

And the one with the largest land area, the Tsar Adjudication Court International Relief Department, which Chinese netizens jokingly call the "hairy ones"......

These organizations Cang Luo had never even heard of all wanted, without exception, to obtain information about the other world from Cang Luo, but Cang Luo ignored them.

Cang Luo had always been proud of being a descendant of Yan and Huang, and would never do anything harmful to his motherland.

Closing the messages, Cang Luo looked at the phone displaying "Unknown Caller," and resolutely pressed the answer key.

Cang Luo had a premonition that this call was from the motherland.