Looking directly at the ancient gods for a whole year

Chapter 2417 The Prophet is Dead (Part 23)

Oh? So the troublemaker is here.

Another bombshell: it seems Amber has lost the ability to speak.

The unlicensed doctor's actions throughout the incident also seemed to suddenly become more active—

For some purpose, he had been lurking near the reclusive prophet...

One day, upon hearing the prophet's dying words, they rushed to investigate, only to find everything completely changed, leaving behind only a door whose destination was unknown...

He didn't pass through immediately, but instead tried to guess where it led and wrote down the words that stirred up the entire Hill of the Unseen...

As more and more people began to pay attention, he, as an uninformed member of the public, became the first courageous pioneer...

However, the scene he saw upon entering shattered his resolve, so much so that he stayed there like a limp rag doll, quietly waiting for those who would come after him...

And when the moment actually arrived, they couldn't contain themselves and launched into a tirade of mockery...

It's said that villains are often more energetic.

"A brilliant move, writing the right copy in the right place, going with the trend and making full use of the prophet's mysterious disappearance."

Although some of the actions were rather reprehensible upon closer examination, I still praised them highly at that moment.

"It's a pity they're all a bunch of incompetent fools who don't even dare to open their eyes."

The black doctor showed no remorse whatsoever, and his gaze toward Amber was filled with even more mockery.

……

It's indeed hard to refute; the traces of probing are still there on the other side of the door.

The black doctor was clearly mocking the fact that none of the indigenous demigods had dared to follow him after he entered.

The only person who came in was brought in by a stranger from out of town.

"Including you... Just because you came in doesn't mean you're more courageous. As an outsider, the meaning of certain actions is inherently different."

Even the next moment, the criticism was directed at Fu Qian, who was given a sharp critique without any politeness.

“That makes sense. My trial and error costs are significantly lower.”

Always adhering to the principle of seeking truth from facts, he readily nodded and admitted it before paying.

"You left such misleading statements without even knowing what was going on, and then accused those who didn't know the truth of lacking courage? Isn't that a bit shameless?"

However, others might not have his good temper. Upon hearing that the words were actually written by the person in front of him, Amber couldn't hold back any longer.

Even the chill of winter made the flames of the lanterns flicker precariously, as if about to fall.

"If that's what you're saying, then you should consider that for me, that line of text doesn't exist."

Unfortunately, this clearly couldn't break through the black doctor's defenses, and the next moment the latter simply gave a cold reminder.

……

Well said, even false hope is still hope.

The black-market doctor's perception of that door was clearly different from that of the others.

That one extra sentence might have made others doubt or worry, but for him, there was no need to doubt at all; behind the door lay pure unknown.

Generally speaking, it is clear that unlicensed doctors bear more psychological pressure.

However, even under these circumstances, the group of people were still unable to overcome the difficulties.

Ok……

Amber clearly possesses some logical thinking, as evidenced by her immediate silence and loss of any hostility after being retorted.

"Admirable courage, but judging from your previous actions, you weren't originally planning to show up?"

Fu Qian made no attempt to defend him, glanced at the nearly depleted lamp oil, and steered the conversation back to the charlatan doctor. After all, it was just a makeshift prop; it was already quite an achievement that it had lasted this long.

Before Amber was asked to find someone, this person hadn't made a sound except for eavesdropping, and seemed to have a broken and abandoned Dao heart.

"What's the point? Do you think I want to know more answers? Or to understand how ridiculous fate is?"

The quack doctor's behavior was also quite fitting; his tone wasn't low, but it was hollow.

"Or perhaps we could discuss how to go back there?"

However, this time the Great Fortune King had some objections.

……

Why do you think I would have such thoughts? To go back and be fooled like this again?

He looked surprised; at that moment, the black doctor seemed unable to understand why Fu Qian would think that way.

"It may be too quiet here, but I think it's more boring on the other side of the door. It's better to sit and guess who will be the next to wake up."

His subsequent display of unwavering resolve indicated a complete indifference to the deceptive game being played on the other side.

"So you haven't tried it?"

Without refuting the quack doctor's claims, Fu Qian simply gestured to the surroundings.

"...I've paid some attention to it, but unfortunately it doesn't seem like there's a road. You might be able to try the method used by outsiders."

It turns out that no matter whether you're interested in doing something or not, you'll still think about it after a while.

After a slight hesitation, the black doctor admitted that he had explored the way back a little, although he had found nothing.

"That's it..."

He paused to ponder for a moment before giving his answer.

"Then let me rephrase my question: Do you know how to get back through the door you opened?"

……

"Do I not understand what you mean, or do you not understand what I just said?"

At that moment, the tranquil dead land seemed to tremble briefly, followed by the black doctor's incredulous question.

As he spoke, his body silently appeared even further away, his posture alert.

"Your story is good, but the character settings are still a bit contradictory."

To be fair, the quack doctor's reaction wasn't one of guilt, but rather the standard reaction of a normal person encountering a mentally ill person.

However, while Fu Qian did not pursue the matter, he still displayed the persistence of a mentally ill person, commenting on the other party's performance.

"Do you know why we made her find the first demigod who came in?"

As he spoke, he pointed to amber, which looked somewhat bewildered.

"Although it's not that difficult, it still takes a bit of courage to make the decision to go through with it."

"In my opinion, someone with that level of courage might leave that message as a prank, but the probability of them cowering here and losing their fighting spirit after seeing the so-called truth is not high."

The lights were already flickering and could go out at any moment.

Fu Qian didn't make any demands. He gently tapped the lampshade and put it down, and then golden light slowly rose from his body.

"So when Amber made a harvest so quickly just now, all I felt was contradiction and affectation."

"However, this contradiction doesn't mean it's inexplicable. Is it possible that he didn't step through that door out of courage, but rather had other reliance, such as already knowing what was behind the door? In short—"

At one point, Fu Qian casually made a move, and a line of blood that only he could see pulled the silent Black Doctor right in front of him.

"Whether Akasha is here or not, as long as the First Warrior is here, I will think there is something wrong with him."