Facing an Ancient God for a Year

Chapter 2808 -2803: Thirteen Conversations (Sixty) (Fan Title Event)

It’s impossible not to receive it, especially since it’s really already come full circle.

You can only say that in this last round with the three players, everyone is showcasing their own methods, spinning out their charm—

The precursor takes the initiative, seemingly playing a move at random, already stealthily putting the opponent in check.

The columnist is unrelenting unless shocking, casually introducing elements of Judgment Day, casting a shadow over the entire world.

The attending doctor is unfazed, facing the complex and subtle situation without blindly following the rhythm to nitpick details, but continuing to maintain the central stance, serving as the true Sea-Calming Divine Needle.

No matter what loopholes you find or what you’re here for, the only thing I need to clearly tell you is what I am here for—

I am Servis, the healer of destiny, undeniable, uncontradictable… continue with your performance.

This light lifting technique, one can only say is worthy of a professional immersed in human nature for years.

Under such well-coupled offense and defense, the pressure is successfully thrown back, and the precursor is facing new tests.

“It seems like it’s indeed worth a try.”

Luckily, the latter seems to not have thought it could be resolved so easily, either.

Just with a glance at Servis, the precursor calmly takes over the pen once more, even smiling as he states today’s honesty index is indeed a bit high.

[Lester, the precursor’s assistant, does not believe in his prophetic ability]

And without much hesitation, he really turned over to a new page and continued writing another sentence.

…

Assistant Lester?

To Fu Qian, the precursor’s newly drafted fine phrase is still quite easy to understand.

Moreover, it even seems to touch on the Forbidden Area, directly mentioning prophetic abilities.

Of course, the content seems a bit pessimistic, it looks like even the precursor’s “assistant” doesn’t believe he is a Master of Prophecy.

Besides, this name… is undoubtedly unfamiliar to Fu Qian.

Fortunately, some things can still be traced, not hard to slightly speculate.

Would a patient have an assistant?

Just the title itself is a bit strange, let alone the person sounds like they have been trapped here long enough.

Even if there was one when at the sanatorium, it might be that they have already left by now—could it be one assigned by the sanatorium?

Indeed, one should never limit their imagination, there are still many people doing strange jobs in the sanatorium.

Like a certain night guard I met before, even an assistant to the attending doctor.

So could it be that he is not just an assistant to one person?

It’s absolutely not nonsense, when I first met Wayne Falter brother, I once judged that he should be the precursor’s trump card, and thus was entrusted with an emergent task.

What kind of person could gain such trust?

Considering Servis’s immersive acting therapy, secretly assigning an assistant for the precursor’s great action is not surprising, right?

Cleverly inserted by his side, sharing the same ideals, believing in his story, and willing to work hard for it together.

Anyway, Wayne Falter brother likes moonlighting so much.

In conclusion, there is a person playing the role of an assistant, staying close to the precursor.

It might even be that he conveys the content of the prophecies, helping Servis create a sense of atmosphere for the precursor.

It just looks like, the precursor is still very clear-headed.

Even though he entrusts that person deeply, he’s always known at heart that the other is just a part-timer, and he remains a solitary man—oh?

In the midst of feeling emotional, yet see the person’s actions have not finished.

Without even raising his eyes to check the audience’s reaction, the precursor has already continued to write another line at the bottom of the same page.

[Lester, the precursor’s assistant, believed in his prophetic ability]

…

This kind of pen style?

The tiny difference leading to a colossal mistake in truth, the similarity of the top and bottom lines almost made one mistakenly think the precursor was being punished to copy homework.

Upon carefully tasting the differences, one would even find it more abstract than the former.

Two sentences almost completely opposite in meaning appear together on the Truth Note?

And after a few breaths’ time, both sentences are equally vivid as ever.

This kind of scene is undoubtedly impactful, overturning the observers’ perceptions.

“Does this count as being ruined?”

There are even people fanning the flames.

The precursor, who wrote the two completely opposite sentences, seemed to awaken from a dream at that moment and looked in surprise at the attending doctor.

Hmm…

Servis was also experiencing the three players’ turn for the first time, with a trace of astonishment appearing on his face.

Facing the aggressive precursor, he unexpectedly did not respond, his worldview suffering a shock.

But you cannot even blame the opposing stance for being too much, because just a few sentences ago, it was him suggesting the other try to see if the note might be fake.

Indeed, this move by the precursor had considerable style, seemingly considering the attending doctor’s reaction in his calculations.

The likelihood of these two sentences being improvised is probably not high, meaning he had long decided to do so, even specifically arranged it after the other’s invitation.

With the contrast, impact is further enhanced, making it difficult for the opponent to resist.

And it’s absolutely not merely gaining a slight upper hand, it faintly already has the likeness of a trump card.

Such a distinct contradiction, one could say it instantly pulled the Truth Note off its pedestal.

Both completely opposite sentences being accepted, either means that what you represent is not absolute truth, or simply an ordinary notebook.

Either way, it almost declares that Servis’s therapy through roleplay has utterly failed.

Because the thing relied on to deliver a fatal blow no longer holds credibility.

It can only be said that the precursor was indeed well-prepared, the previous use of Mr. Mo Sr.’s name was just small play, a fatal blow already delivered inadvertently.

“What do you think?”

Even intent on a total victory.

Seeing Servis not speaking for the moment, the precursor actually turned his head to stare at Fu Qian, consulting the third party’s opinion.

In fact, it’s not considered overweening.

As truth shines through debate, and the theoretical foundation of the attending doctor was already beginning to collapse.

No matter which side the columnist actually intended to help, now even saying two more words would only result in the former falling below the fatal line at a faster pace.

“An interesting attempt, what date is it today?”

As it turns out, the columnist was forever accommodating to requests.

Faced with the precursor’s invitation, Fu Qian first slightly nodded, giving high praise.

Then, changing the topic, he showed concern for the current time.

“Good question, you indeed did not let me down!”

That casual inquiry actually provoked a strong reaction.

The precursor even clapped his hands at that moment, seeming to greatly appreciate Fu Qian’s insight.

“Today is of course the 55th, that’s why the note can reveal content diametrically opposed to before.

“But have you ever thought that the timeline in this place seems to have a problem?”