Looking directly at the ancient gods for a whole year

Chapter 2288 Calls Go Unanswered
A gift from Lady Neferi.

The abbot of the Shanzhou Academy, who had run away from the academy, had a pleasant conversation with me during our last trip to the Long Night a Thousand Years Ago, and ended up keeping this small souvenir.

Even the core characteristics of this item were briefly explained at the time: it could resonate with the other eye in the pair of eyes, making it a unique occult call device.

At the time, he also highly praised the move that Lady Neferi had made.

Whether to accept, whether to call, whether to answer, how to answer...

The actions of both sides surrounding this item can be described as full of strategic maneuvering and probing.

It was precisely for this reason that we took it out of the warehouse earlier.

And just a few hours later, something really happened.

Such a tacit scene made ignoring it seem like a sin.

However, Fu Qian really ignored it and, while casually playing with it, had already walked into the vast night.

……

Lady Neferi seems quite persistent.

The night was deep, but Fu Qian's steps were not fast.

With precise control, the time and distance of each step are kept remarkably consistent, achieving a unique timer effect.

However, when the timer reached the 300th step, the resonance still showed no signs of stopping—and Fuqian still ignored it.

They had once shared tea and discussed heroes together, so this attitude was indeed somewhat resolute.

However, for those in charge, there are actually good reasons for this – how should they respond?

That functional module hasn't been installed yet, okay?

Without any perception, most of the equipment on the body cannot be activated, let alone something with maxed-out mental attributes.

That's right, it doesn't even go up to the level of personal will. Fu Qian said that for him, there was no pager operation button at this moment.

In doing so, misunderstandings are almost inevitable.

Even someone as learned as Lady Neferi would have found it difficult to foresee this situation.

But it's okay, we should trust in people's initiative.

Like those who, even in the dead of night, continue to strive for knowledge with unwavering dedication.

Fu Qian's gaze fell on a familiar scene by the roadside.

……

So you didn't turn off the lights when you left?
This kind of waste of resources is really unacceptable.

Gazing at the familiar layout under the lights, Fu Qian continued walking and casually pushed open the bookstore door.

Indeed, although the place where I got off the bus wasn't close to the bookstore, I somehow ended up back here after only a few hundred steps, which made me deeply appreciate the ties that knowledge holds.

This bond isn't even over yet—

The store was completely empty, including behind the counter belonging to the business owner, which fully demonstrates that leaving the lights on in front is indeed a waste of resources.

However, right on the counter, you could see a book that wasn't very thick, just laid out open.

……

Given the overly classical binding style, you can confirm before paying that it is not an item sold in your own store.

However, he didn't stand on ceremony and sat down immediately, picking up the book and flipping through it casually.

Touching.

Although the title isn't even visible on the cover, a single glance is enough to convey its profound emotional impact.

This is by no means an exaggeration, because it goes beyond just words.

As you flip through the pages, you can almost hear a soft, nasal laugh, as if someone is waking up in the morning light and doesn't want to get out of bed.

The boundaries between text and sound become blurred at this moment, even evoking a vivid, visual experience. Combined with the book's content, it fully demonstrates what 5D reading is all about.

Furthermore, this book appears to be written in the first person, with our protagonist being a young woman...

As I casually flipped through the pages, I savored the extremely stream-of-consciousness writing. Even though I couldn't find the protagonist's name, the emotions contained within seemed to overflow.

Joy, confusion... and pain.

The change was so rapid; just as Fu Qian turned to the next page, the joyful atmosphere abruptly shifted, and a sob was heard.

If you listen carefully, the sound seems to be coming from under your feet.

It's as if there's a hidden void there, where this resentment keeps replaying.

At the same time, the Eye of the Consort Xing beside her had already quietly fallen silent.

……

Ok.

Despite their best efforts, they were still unable to find the protagonist's name.

Before paying, he didn't insist. The next moment, he put the book down and began to put his knowledge into practice.

He stood up and followed the sound to the location behind the stairs.

I never knew before that they were so wealthy.

It was indeed not an illusion; the space that was usually used as a storage area had actually gained an extra entrance.

Even with a thick door tightly sealed there, it still couldn't stop the faint sobs coming from inside.

The door appears unlocked and can be easily pushed open, though its retro style and somewhat eerie appearance give it a sense of being a bridge to past memories.

Reach out and push it away, and you will be able to touch an incredible scene, but you will also bear the risks that come with this magic.

Lady Neferi is indeed a master of tactics.

The preceding description is by no means merely a rhetorical device; before you know it, you will clearly understand that there is indeed a choice before you.

It is said that we should trust people's initiative. Even though I kept refusing to accept the call, the person on the other end was clearly unwilling to give up and took some further measures to try to win me over.

Whether it's a dream or a hallucination, the light and the crying are clearly caused by the eyes in the hands, so the realism is not high.

It's not surprising. The Archangel had already gone to Miss Wen's door before. So what's so strange about the Prison Council locking onto and replicating its own business location?

In Fu Qian's view, the series of events just now were mainly for creating atmosphere; the real invitation was only just beginning.

Whether this door is opened or not is tantamount to whether or not to respond.

However, if you actually choose this kind of immersive reading, the process of getting out might not be so smooth—creak!

Not only is the style nostalgic, but the quality is also very traditional.

Amidst the melodious yet jarring, age-tinged friction sound, Fu Qian had already pushed open the narrow brown door.

……

I was right.

In an instant, Fu Qian felt the vicissitudes of time rushing towards him.

This is not an exaggeration; something really did gush out.

Decay, dampness, and stagnation... these are indeed common elements in basements. Before Fu Qian even took a step, and even the process of their spread seemed to be omitted, they had already filled the entire space.

In just a moment, Fu Qian seemed to see the century of vicissitudes rapidly accumulating on the bookshelf, and even the mushrooms that had sprouted from it.

The invitation has been accepted.

This scene of revealing history at the very beginning, to some extent, validates the earlier judgment about the symbolism of the door.

Among the many unsettling elements, the protagonist's shift from joy to pain suddenly becomes easier to understand.