Looking directly at the ancient gods for a whole year

Chapter 2340 List (Twenty-Two)

Of course we'll go together; this final journey has only just begun.

As I said before, no matter how confident the old man is, he has almost no chance of succeeding, otherwise the warehouse wouldn't have sent him here.

The only comforting thing was that a casual remark I made earlier led the old man to share some interesting stories from the past.

It's logically plausible that an organization would take special actions because of a "successful case," which would then affect the operations of that place.

Of course, for those who are dealing with this, it's important to understand that this "success story" doesn't refer to the lag itself.

Even the recruiters were buried in the ground, so what right did the remaining people have to understand his awakening? The case actually refers to the owner of the pendant in his hand.

Indeed, while it's uncertain what exactly the "unjust people" are pursuing, such a group of people with peculiar ideas are clearly prone to overthinking when it comes to disappearances.

For them, is the disappearance of a person a kind of sublimation?
Shattering the void, a single thought leads to heaven?
Especially since he was a high priest-like figure who could recruit new people.

Especially since they had just shared food with their fellow believers.

In conclusion, after Carton left this place, Fu Qian is more inclined to believe that the subsequent actions of the "unjust people" were all in pursuit of the footsteps of the buried person.

As for why this particular hotel was specifically affected, isn't it a bit too much of a coincidence?
It was indeed a coincidence, but there might be a reason for it—Carton just said that he not only did not interrupt Mr. Dickins's unusual behavior that night, but even offered some help in return.

First, we can confirm that even after devouring the flesh and blood of their fellow believers, the "unrighteous" did not achieve the transcendence they had imagined.

So, if Mr. Dickins was really talking nonsense or gesticulating wildly at the time, at most he was just hypnotizing himself, like a shaman performing a ritual.

But with the addition of Katon, things are different. Having transformed into an extraordinary being, he might actually make the process different from before.

If Mr. Deakins had later shared his experience with the church members, this place would inevitably have been regarded as a place of great fortune.

Of course, this is only one of the possible factors.

What if the hotel owner was connected to that organization? Or perhaps even the deceased one?

Just now, before I paid, I really thought that the style of the watch on my head would be very suitable with a cross-shaped hour hand.

"Thank you so much. I'm increasingly convinced that all of this is fate."

At this point, Katon no longer paid attention to these minor details, but instead focused on Fu Qian, expressing even greater appreciation for his dedication.

It was obvious that he didn't mind paying beforehand.

Although he turned and left after saying that, he didn't intend to reveal any more.

……

“My father lay inside for a day and a night, and I didn’t disturb him until he opened the door and came out on his own.”

The night was still deep, and dawn was still a long way off.

Coupled with a dilapidated, abandoned house, it's the perfect place to reminisce about the past.

Instead of being so surprising, the final resting place that Mr. Carton chose was the room where his father had lived.

After all, this has a mattress.

While making his comments, the old man acted decisively, lying down directly on the bed.

Although they didn't immediately get into the "sound of it," they continued talking about the past.

"He probably isn't in a good mood."

Fu Qian imagined the scene while finding a seat next to him and sitting down.

It's unclear why Kardon would do something so cruel to his own father.

The feeling of gaining something and then losing it again is undoubtedly unpleasant.

If, in that one day and one night, Mr. Dickins experienced the entire process of wanting, obtaining, and then losing, then at the moment he finally sat up in bed, he probably even contemplated hanging himself.

“We rarely kept in touch after that. He must have come here more than once... It’s a pity that he never seemed to be able to touch any more mystery before he passed away.”

Clearly acknowledging Fu Qian's statement, Katon stroked the bed beneath him as he spoke.

This is what I mentioned earlier about how the power leads to a change in mindset.

Although the old man's tone was hard to describe, at that moment Fu Qian indicated that something else had been proven.

From that night, with that extraordinary and wondrous opportunity, the person before me has undoubtedly undergone some kind of transformation.

Perhaps it was too cruel for Mr. Deakins, but on the bright side, it seemed that his son, on his deathbed, still wanted to make amends.

Do you like to dream, Anke?

The reflection ended a little too quickly. At one point, Katon, who was lying there, looked over and asked a question.

……

You've come to the right person.

"I still like it quite a bit, but unfortunately, there aren't many opportunities."

The topic seemed to have gotten to the point of being nothing more than casual conversation, but Fu Qian sighed softly, considering his own situation.

"But it must be more than mine... I have to reiterate, I'm so glad you drove me here, and I think you can definitely help me fulfill my wish."

Carton was surprised by the answer, and although he didn't ask why, he immediately brought it up himself.

"My time is almost up, this should be the last thing we talk about."

Staring at Fu Qian's face, Ka Dun even smiled broadly the next moment, bidding his final farewell.

"For many years, dreams were unimaginable to me, because real sleep was something completely meaningless to me—"

Sleep is meaningless. How can someone say something so inhumane?

"But the time for eternal sleep has come."

Regarding the lag issue, Fu Qian complained while casually reminding her of it.

“That’s right, that’s why I’ve made these preparations for death…”

The old man, however, was not angry. He even looked away and stared straight at the ceiling.

Compared to the ground, that place was undoubtedly much filthy, covered in mold, cobwebs, and bird droppings.

But in any case, Mr. Dickins must have gazed at this corner in a similar manner back then.

Is this a kind of alternative reincarnation, or a reconciliation with her father?

"So if you really fall asleep, do you need me to help with euthanasia depending on the situation? You know, once you wake up again, it becomes difficult to fall asleep again."

Unfortunately, this scene was ruined the moment by a very unpleasant question from Fu Qian.

But you have to admit that this is indeed a technical issue that needs to be considered.

“Normally, I shouldn’t need your help… but I would appreciate it if you did when you felt it was necessary.”

And Mr. Carton's affable nature continued, as he actually answered Fu Qian's questions earnestly.

"Thank you, Anke."

His eyes slowly closed, his voice grew low, but his gratitude sounded sincere.