Looking directly at the ancient gods for a whole year

Chapter 2749 The Thirteenth Day Talk (Part 1)

The air is filled with the fragrance of flowers and tea, and the ears are filled with the harmony of people and birds.

Following in the footsteps of an old friend, one day you travel over mountains and valleys and arrive at this sanatorium nestled in the mountains.

At first you don’t understand why you would choose such a remote place, until the road ahead gets narrower and narrower, and you finally see those faces untouched by the dust of the world.

Here you experience unprecedented peace, listen to inner voices you've never paid attention to before, and even revel in the love for everything.

But it's best not to forget that you are not a patient, nor do you belong here.

As expected, the task description appeared shortly after loading was complete.

The content even sounds quite authentic, and although the wording is a bit stream-of-consciousness, the things are still clearly expressed.

In the sanatorium nestled in the mountains, I played the role of a visitor and seemed to have inadvertently found my soul healed.

It's a very normal development; in fact, when I first heard the name of the containment object, I had a vague idea of ​​what was going on.

Unfortunately, while nursing homes sound wonderful, they have always been hotspots for horrific accidents.

The task description even subtly hinted at this.

Most importantly, after the task introduction ends, make sure your five senses have recovered before proceeding.

But at that moment, all I could see was darkness.

Their bodies were stiff, and they didn't seem to have much freedom.

……

Sure enough, this doesn't seem like the treatment one would expect from a visitor.

Encountering such a scene immediately, Fu Qian was not only not surprised, but even felt that this was the right thing to do.

As a certified cleaner by various parties, he has long since abandoned any illusions of free travel and is quite certain that trouble will follow him wherever he goes.

Rather than waiting for trouble to erupt from calm, it's actually more benign to create something a little abnormal right away.

The only regret is that I couldn't try the food here first.

In the short time that followed, Fu Qian had already started to move various parts of his body.

The conclusion is that I am currently in a sitting position, and my hands and feet are all fixed in place.

Not only that, there was also a clear obstruction in front of the mouth.

Judging from the condition of the eyes, it's likely not just to prevent biting, but that the entire head was encased in a jar.

So who exactly was this old friend I was visiting this time?

The restraints on the hands and feet were very strong, and even the clothes on the upper body seemed to be attached to the back of the chair.

After confirming that he was indeed of average physical condition, Fu Qian did not rush to waste his energy dealing with these things, but instead became curious about the cause and effect.

The outfit he's wearing is actually quite classic.

It's just that it shouldn't be in a sanatorium but in a prison, to restrain some extremely dangerous criminals.

Even if the sanatorium here is quite demanding, it seems that someone with a serious mental condition shouldn't be treated this way.

Most importantly, whether it's a nursing home, a mental hospital, or a prison, this kind of thing should never be done to visitors.

In short, Fu Qian didn't mind the stiffness in his body, but became even more curious about the "old friend" mentioned in the mission introduction.

If such a person truly exists, why don't the visitors show any appreciation after all this?

Or is this the result of the representation?
[Conditions for detention have been met; leave the sanatorium before the thirteenth day of judgment.]

Just as I was feeling sentimental, another notification sounded in my ear.

……

Was it really that straightforward? The surprise I felt at that moment before paying was even greater than when I discovered that the visitor was actually being held back.

Based primarily on recent performance, it's rare for the warehouse to provide targets so promptly.

In most cases, they have to walk around twice before they reluctantly point out the direction.

This time, it was even a direct condition for containment.

Such openness only makes it more and more remarkable.

He clicked his tongue in admiration, noting that the style of the mission was becoming more and more in line with his expectations.

Not to mention that the containment conditions are quite detailed, and the specific details look rather astonishing.

The Thirteenth Day of Judgment?
So it's not even a story about accidentally entering a dark sanatorium and losing your freedom while desperately trying to escape?
Both the number and the wording make it impossible not to think of divine retribution.

Is this place going to turn to ashes in thirteen days? Is that why I have to escape?

The situation is a bit serious, but thinking about it this way makes more sense.

After all, if there's no major danger, and there's food and drink here, it doesn't seem like a particularly urgent situation.

The situation suddenly became much clearer, and the pre-payment team was very satisfied with the warehouse's performance.

Even if we only look at this goal, the task may be heavy, but the time is not actually that tight.

The thirteenth day, unless you skip everything before and tell yourself that you've been here for a long time and it's now the thirteenth day.

Otherwise, it seems there is still a lot of time to operate—although there doesn't seem to be much room for operation.

In that short time, Fu Qian had already done further exploration and confirmed that it was not just tied up, but that even the key positions were locked.

Unlocking is certainly not a problem, but considering the limited range of hand movement, finding the right tools will probably take some effort.

They even need to ensure that there are no spectators throughout the entire process.

Fortunately, listening closely, the room was indeed very quiet, and it seemed like I was all alone.

That's normal. They're all tied up like that, theoretically even suicide would be difficult, so there's really no need to waste any more manpower—click!

However, life is full of surprises. Just as he was listening carefully, a strange sound rang out, causing Fu Qian to stop what he was doing.

……

Someone is opening the door, and the door is even directly in front of you.

For Fu Qian, superhuman hearing isn't necessary to confirm certain things.

At that moment, he could even imagine himself bound from head to toe, placed directly in front of the iron gate, so that anyone outside could see him clearly without even having to come in.

The arrangement is very reasonable and can minimize the risk of accidents, but the person who opened the door seems a bit strange?

Even though he couldn't hear any footsteps, Fu Qian immediately noticed the problem.

It was precisely because there were no footsteps that it happened.

Unless one is superhuman, this situation is clearly a deliberate act of restraint.

But given his dangerous gear, the gatekeeper seemed to have no reason to do so.
There's no need to worry about suddenly hurting someone, and it's hard to imagine that it's because of humanistic concern that they're afraid of disturbing them—click!

However, even after the faint sound of the door closing, no footsteps were heard.

Well--

Fortunately, other voices finally rang out from not far away, helping to confirm that the person who opened the door had come in from the outside.

The voices sound a bit vulgar—and there are even two people in them?

Yes, that was the breath from a passionate kiss.