Nightmare Light

Chapter 117 Goodbye Notes
Wu Yiya looked like two heads stuck in a mass of boneless, collapsed flesh and blood, with a tattered white robe casually thrown over the flesh and blood.

The white robe still vaguely showed traces of a researcher's coat—with pockets, elastic cuffs, and a small card slot for an identity badge.

It’s just that because it’s too old and the owner of the robe has a “special body shape”, the robe has become tattered and some parts have even stuck to and grown together with the flesh.

Wu Yiya squirmed and "walked" in front of Lin Wang.

"His" two heads turned towards Lin Wang. On one of the faces, there was only a huge, strange organ like an eye, which was shrinking and staring at Lin Wang.

The other head had clear facial features. Although that face had lost its ability to express emotion, Lin Wang could still read some emotions from its eyes.

He has something to say.

What...did he want to say to me?
Lin Wang looked at him quietly, guessing what he was thinking.

At the same time, in order to guard against his sudden attack, a ball of white fire had quietly ignited in the palm of his right hand.

Wu Yiya moved a few inches closer to Lin Wang.

After a few seconds of silence, his body began to tremble and he let out a grunting sound.

Along with the gurgling sound, the cloth robe in front of him began to shake.

A few seconds later, there was a click, and something fell out from under the robe.

Lin Wang looked down.

It's a tattered notebook.

Another notebook? Is this guy really into taking notes?
That notebook was weird enough, and you made another one...

Lin Wang complained in his heart, but still lowered his head and picked up the notebook.

The moment he picked up the notebook, Sen wanted to warn Lin Wang, but then he remembered what happened before and resisted the urge to remind him, and instead moved forward.

"See what's written on it?"

Lin Wang opened the notebook and flipped through a few pages at random.

At the beginning, there were some experimental data records, interspersed with some diary-like content.

However, most of these contents are already illogical, crazy and chaotic, and it is difficult to summarize specific information from them.

Lin Wang continued to flip backwards.

When I turned to the second half, I found some information worth paying attention to in the contents recorded in the notebook.

I found it! I found it!

[The reason for the failure of the promotion plan is that there is a problem with the source of those three divine powers! ]

Seeing this, Lin Wang’s expression changed.

He and Sen looked at each other and saw the same solemnity in each other's eyes.

Did he really summarize it?
The difficulty now lies in how I, alone, can complete the ritual of precisely separating divine power...

It's possible to pray to different gods separately, but the problem is that I only have a one-third chance of praying to the right god.

[If I take the risk of trying this experiment... I might go crazy, or turn into an indescribable monster.]

Seeing this, Lin Wang and Sen looked up at the same time and glanced at the meat monster in front of them.

[I discovered it! I discovered it! Of these three divine powers, only one responds to prayers without any delay! The other two respond to prayers with a certain lag!]

I've decided. I'm going to pray to this divine power that has absolutely no delay. If I'm still human after the experiment, it means I've succeeded.

[If I die, or turn into a monster...] This part of the record ends here.

Lin Wang looked at the words on the notebook, was silent for a few seconds, took a deep breath, and turned to a new page.

[Friend: If you read this record, I hope that the body I lie before you is a complete and healthy human corpse, not a strange mass of twisted rotten flesh or some other strange thing.]

Because, if I had mutated, it would mean that there was a delay between the True God and this world when they responded to prayers. Unfortunately, there was another being of unknown origin that could also respond to prayers from the True God, and there was a similar delay between them and this world.

My death is a trivial matter, but it has forced my clan to take many more detours on the road to advancement.

[Anyway, I hope my experience will be helpful to our research.]

I've recorded my calculation ideas and formulas at the end of this notebook... God bless me, I hope my mind is still clear while I'm writing them down.

【Oh, there is one more very important thing. 】

[Since a few days ago, I've noticed something strange happening throughout Yanxu.]

I've discovered that my thinking speed seems to be much faster than before. It feels like there's another me, a me countless times smarter than me, helping me think and calculate... I hope this is a good thing.

[At the same time, I also discovered that there seemed to be a mysterious existence in the entire underground facility, who had been "helping" me conduct various experiments.]

[Many times, I have completed an experiment and the next day found that the equipment in the laboratory has been returned to its original position.]

Sometimes, I even managed to complete experiments that I knew I couldn’t complete alone—as if there was an invisible researcher busy at work in this research facility.

When recording this, the handwriting on the notebook suddenly began to become distorted and disordered.

After continuous distortion and confusion, extremely crazy words suddenly appeared on the notebook for a whole night.

【Wrong!】【Wrong!】

[It's a trap! !]

Miss Saint raised her head and looked at Lin Wang, her face full of surprise: "Wrong? What is Wu Yiya talking about?"

As she spoke, she glanced at Wu Yiya again: "Could it be that by now, he has been completely contaminated and has gone crazy?"

Lin Wang shook his head without hesitation: "This possibility exists, but it doesn't explain what happened to Lao Hou."

As he spoke, he turned around and looked at the entrance of this laboratory, his hands burning with white flames as he took a defensive stance.

"So, the conclusion is clear—someone else manipulated Lao Hou to get here."

"Who could that be?" Mori shook his head, frowning. "Someone who doesn't exist in any records and can control the entire facility..."

"No, in fact, this person has always existed. It's just that he used some tricks to forcibly 'erase' himself from people's memory." Lin Wang stared at the main entrance of the laboratory. "The high priest of this temple..."

Footsteps sounded outside the passage.

A few seconds later, a man with a very handsome appearance, wearing a sacrificial robe and looking to be about fifty or sixty years old, walked in from outside.

After the man walked into the laboratory, his eyes did not linger on the crowd. Instead, he walked to the test bench with a calm face, first observed the equipment on the test bench, and then looked at the reading on an instrument.

He completely ignored the presence of everyone and just focused on his own things.

Just then, he suddenly saw a broken beaker on the ground.

The man frowned slightly.

He took another look at the data on the test bench, then raised his head, looked at everyone in the room, and shook his head.

The man sighed. "You shouldn't have dropped that beaker."

(End of this chapter)