Alien Hotel.

Chapter 517 Technological Creations?

Inside the fragmented, pale library, hollow echoes of historical debris relentlessly swept over the collapsed pillars and walls. In the chaotic, boundless darkness, the library's boundaries were turbulently expanding and contracting.

Then, at some point, all of this turmoil ceased.

As if time were reversed, the collapsed and broken bookshelves, scattered scrolls, and stone slabs began to rapidly reassemble themselves. The vortex composed of historical fragments swirled back to its original state. Amidst the massive bookshelves that were being restored with a roar, Baili Qing's figure swayed and reassembled like a reflection in water, and quickly regained its physical form.

Behind her, among the shattered fragments of light and shadow, a final, turbulent shadow remained, as if countless struggling phantoms were trying to squeeze out of that illusion, accompanied by layers of wailing cries—

"Help us! We're still alive! We're still alive..."

"Everything outside is fake... Everything real is left in this prison. Turn back, turn back now..."

"Child, run! Go find someone and rescue us..."

"Sister! It's me, it's Xiaoxue—you abandoned me! The one next to you is fake! That one is fake!"

Baili Qing opened her eyes, and the things struggling and wailing in the illusions behind her instantly transformed back into empty howls in the fragments of history, and then gradually dissipated.

At this moment, Baili Qing finally turned around and looked behind her, then let out a soft breath.

"Any new findings?" An aged voice came from the stone platform, the light in the eye sockets of the crystal skull flickering.

Bai Liqing turned around, her expression somewhat complicated and hesitant, but she quickly composed herself and nodded gently: "...We found some clues that we hadn't discovered before."

“Alright,” the crystal skull said calmly. “As usual, I won’t ask what exactly you found. Since you’ve returned to this world with your sanity intact, it means you’re qualified to take this knowledge with you. Now, leave with what you’ve unearthed from the library, and don’t come back here for seven days.”

Bai Liqing said nothing, just nodded silently, then turned and quickly left the stone platform surrounded by huge bookshelves. She then followed the continuous floating path through the dark space filled with countless floating boulders, and soon returned to the pure white corridor connecting the Secret Service building.

She only breathed a sigh of relief after walking through the entire corridor and returning to the "regular floor" where the atmosphere was normal.

A pair of enormous eyes quietly appeared on the wall not far away.

“That ‘descent’ three thousand seven hundred years ago was far more complex than we imagined,” Baili Xue’s voice echoed softly. “If the ‘echoes’ in the archives haven’t been distorted or altered, and if the relevant records are all true, then that ‘Boundary Bridge’ back then… was actually built by a large number of dark angels working together? The Goddess of Omens who descended through the Boundary Bridge was just one of them…”

“They are rational, capable of communication, and even able to act in concert. They will also use powerful technology to try to establish contact with this universe… If this information is released, the entire world will be shaken,” Baili Qing said softly. “Our understanding of the ‘Dark Angels’ will have to be reconstructed.”

The two sisters fell silent for a few seconds before Baili Xue suddenly spoke up: "Compared to that, I'm suddenly more concerned about what role 'Eileen' from 3,700 years ago played in the whole affair."

“There are no records related to it in any of the historical fragments, and Marlene can’t find any information about the blonde doll in the Garden Network, nor are there any corresponding clues in other databases,” Baili Qing frowned slightly. “Looking at it this way, that ‘Eileen’ seems to have appeared out of thin air, or even seems to have appeared specifically for the ‘descent’ operation three thousand seven hundred years ago… It’s too suspicious.”

“Perhaps we should contact Terra? They have the largest database in the universe, and their historical records are more complete than those of other civilizations. They also know more about the ancient Holy Spirits—perhaps they know about the situation of certain ‘special dolls’ in ‘Alice’s Hut’.”

“…That’s an idea,” Baili Qing thought for a moment and nodded gently. “But before that, let’s go to the Nth floor first—I need to find a quiet place to purify you.”

"Purification?"

"The illusion in the archives learned your name and even tried to imitate your voice to bewitch me," Baili Qing frowned, looking at the huge eyes on the wall next to her. "Tell me honestly, did you look around again while I was sinking?"

“I didn’t!” Baili Xue said immediately, but then hesitated for two or three seconds before adding, “...but I can’t completely ‘close’ my eyes either, I still have vision even when I close my eyes.”

Bai Liqing sighed.

“Next time I go to the archives, you keep an eye on No. 66 Wutong Road,” she suddenly said.

"Why?" The huge eyes seemed to pause for a moment, then looked thoughtful. "You suspect No. 66 Wutong Road..."

"No, it's simply about finding a target with high information density that's hard to shake off to occupy your attention and prevent you from doing something reckless."

Baili Xue: "..."

Bai Liqing didn't say anything more, but turned around and silently walked towards the elevator leading to the Nth floor.

Those enormous eyes, invisible to ordinary people, floated in the air around her and on various surfaces that passed by, following her all the way.

The silence lasted for a long time until they stepped into the elevator, at which point Baili Xue suddenly spoke: "Sister, did you hesitate just now?"

"Just now?"

"As I surfaced from the historical fragments in the archives, a phantom mimicked my voice... Did you hesitate then?" "No."

"Didn't you worry about the 'what if'? What if I really was left in the archives by you? What if the person who came out with you was an imposter..."

Bai Liqing turned her head and calmly gazed at the huge eye that appeared on the wall of the elevator car.

“You were never the real Baili Xue,” she said expressionlessly. “Have you forgotten? You were a fake to begin with.”

Those eyes darted left and right.

"I'm still a little hurt by what you're saying," she said, her tone genuinely tinged with resentment.

"If you really care, don't look around aimlessly next time—my energy and time are very limited."

"Okay, sister."

……

The alley was covered with crisscrossing black spider webs, and the closer you got to the crossroads, the more numerous and dense the webs became, and the more difficult it was for the little puppet's power to interfere with them.

In the densest part of the spider web, the black threads seemed to have their own will and rules. In Eileen's words, the threads were like consciously rejecting her control, very exclusive.

The good news is that, although the area under her control has been shrinking, at least for now, Eileen's influence over these spider silks is still enough to clear a path for passage.

Yu Sheng raised his head, cautiously observing his surroundings.

Dense black spider silk was everywhere—when you first enter the “dark alley”, these spider webs only covered the air, with the lowest ones being three or four meters above the ground. But after you went halfway in, a large amount of spider silk began to hang down from the air to the ground, tangling everywhere.

A considerable amount of spider silk emerged from the doors and windows of nearby shops, some of which were even deformed by the process. Large amounts of black silk, like uncontrolled hair, spilled out and covered large areas of walls and floors in a chilling manner. Through the gaps in those deformed doors and windows, one could vaguely see the scene inside the "shops".

The trembling and writhing furniture, the illogical arrangement, the shelves and clothing mannequins exuding an eerie atmosphere... These strange objects and deadly traps that were originally in the "dark alley" have now been corroded and covered by the external spider web, and have become victims of this "invasion" instead of perpetrators who threatened the investigators' lives.

All shops are closed.

In addition, there were many "cats" caught in the spider webs in sight—these dark shadows struggled slowly in the spider webs in mid-air, occasionally making some chaotic whimpering sounds, adding a more eerie and terrifying atmosphere to the quiet alley.

At first, Eileen tried to rescue a few "cats," but the little black cats that were rescued would immediately turn into Spinosaurus form as soon as they landed, hissing at people they saw, and two of them would turn around and jump onto the roof after hissing, only to be caught in the spider web again in the blink of an eye... After this happened a few times, she got tired of rescuing them.

Even the king suggested that it would be best to leave these "cats" hanging on the spider webs—after all, they were fearless "entities" and the spider silk didn't seem to cause them any real harm. Hanging up these potentially dangerous black cats would save them from causing trouble.

The suggestion was unanimously approved by everyone.

"The intersection is just ahead," Yu Sheng stopped in front of a crisscrossing network of black spider silk and peered across the road. "The traffic is terrible... Eileen, are you alright?"

The little doll sitting on his shoulders, who was already exhausted and about to collapse, suddenly perked up again, patting its chest: "Then who are you talking about! I can't possibly be weak..."

Yu Sheng frowned as he watched the little thing swaying on his shoulder: "Take it easy... Can't you pull another body over to help?"

“Well, controlling these spider silks relies on consciousness, not the sheer number of bodies,” Eileen waved her hand, then propped Yu Sheng’s head up with one hand, took a deep breath, and adjusted her state slightly. “Alright, I’m going to deal with the obstacles ahead!”

As she spoke, she raised her arm forward again, palm up.

The ominous asteroid that had been circling around her head suddenly changed course and hovered a few centimeters above her palm.

Strands of black silk extended from the little doll's fingertips, connecting to the surrounding spider webs. Rustling sounds came from all directions, and the spider webs blocking the crossroads began to tremble and retreat to both sides—the process was slow, but remarkably effective.

With one hand supporting the doll on his shoulder, Yu Sheng carefully walked forward along the newly opened passage.

The next second, he suddenly stopped: "...What is this thing?"

A strange, silvery-white device appeared in his field of vision, buzzing.

Technology creates things!

This clearly couldn't have been something that was originally in the alley!
(End of this chapter)