Facing an Ancient God for a Year

Chapter 1777: Chapter 1772: Tacit Understanding

For those who cultivate, it’s often necessary to confront one’s inner self and reality more directly.

In this regard, Miss Liushuang clearly excels.

Regarding her own situation, she neither harbors a little princess fantasy nor prepares for meaningless rebellion.

Before gaining enough power to ignore the rules, protecting what she cherishes requires calmly accepting part of her fate.

Lord An’s goodwill is already quite obvious, and the reasons for such an attitude are reliable enough.

Although Professor Fu never explicitly mentioned it, he could infer that An’s behavior had much to do with Ji Yicheng’s death.

To the extent that when ”Rebirth Club’s Lu Ming” appeared at Silver Mist Manor and made those subsequent actions, Angui instantly made a firm decision to openly support her on the Gospel Group issue.

This is an unspoken agreement, with Ji Yicheng’s death as the connecting bond.

Under the current circumstances, besides maintaining an air of mystery in front of the assistant, it seems necessary to respond to this tacit understanding.

The affair of the Sword in the Stone wouldn’t be a secret, just like the conflict between Yasui and Seiren.

But letting Lord An know the news before anyone else is undoubtedly a gesture of goodwill, just as his prior warning to everyone was.

Moreover, it seems that all the chips in her hand were, in fact, created with the help of the person in front of her.

With an unperturbed gaze, Ji Liushuang finally looked at the doodle in Fu Qian’s hand.

The shape of an axe, with intricate engravings.

”What is this?”

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”It might be an extraordinary item, which once severed a child’s hand. I’m quite interested in its whereabouts.”

What Fu Qian casually drew was the very hand axe taken from Lady Cecilia after her self-harm; he had sketched it last time at her invitation for future searching.

Although the lines were more simplified, Fu Qian was confident he could still capture its spirit 70-80% accurately.

And what he said back then was not just random talk—he indeed intended to try finding its whereabouts, as it likely had connections to the predecessors.

But here lies a problem. After the battle between Xi Yuan and Shangjing, although it’s not 100% proven that Needle Witch Corin is behind it, the probability of the matter is quite high—the Night Watchman has some concept of the predecessors and seems to be specifically gathering information.

In this case, he cannot investigate through Chief Yuan.

After all, if this hand axe truly has something special, and the Night Watchman knows about it, getting exposed would be one thing, and Chief Yuan is investigating internal traitors at his own peril.

If given a chance, and the Needle Witch capitalizes on it, it could spell a significant loss.

But since I need to find it, I can’t just stroll around waiting for clues to come my way; like the Greedy Worms, utilizing the intelligence capabilities of a large organization is necessary.

Although not as good as the Night Watchman, the Ji Family’s strength is considerable.

As for the risk Miss Liushuang must bear?

Not to mention, it’s just gathering some clues, still through an experienced Demigod indirectly.

Even if the Night Watchman were exaggeratedly cautious and came knocking, what’s strange about a Fifth Phase being misled by bad people?

The Academy has plenty of victims in this regard.

”Let An help out a bit?”

At this moment, Miss Liushuang clearly also caught on.

”More precisely, it’s giving Lord Angui an opportunity to help.”

Fu Qian chuckled.

”There’s only this vague clue, so remind him that there’s no time limit but to maintain confidentiality; I’m sure he’d be very willing.”

”Alright.”

Ji Liushuang took the paper.

Since she decided to accept An’s goodwill, asking him to do something indeed seemed more sincere than verbal gratitude.

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Jia Keke returned, indicating that everything was ready. She was visibly surprised when faced with the design Ji Liushuang handed over.

However, the other’s recent performances, especially the slight display of control just now, stopped her from regarding the other as just a little girl, and she carefully accepted it.

Fortunately, what relieved Jia Keke was that subsequently, Professor Fu still showed no intention to inquire about the Gospel Group affairs, genuinely focusing on the food, even expressing considerable appreciation for the taste.

And since everyone was already there, after a delightful lunch between host and guest, when Professor Fu bid farewell, Ji Liushuang also stayed behind to handle some work matters briefly.

As for Fu Qian, who left, he did not linger much longer and soon found the tram route by memory, retracing his steps back.

This time, outside the laboratory, there were finally no visitors waiting.

In the newly refurbished laboratory, after inspecting up to the top of the tower, Fu Qian casually adjusted the clock in front of him and sat down in the dark.

The greatest sorrow of an academic worker is having their time and energy consumed by trivial matters.

Since acquiring this laboratory, it seems experiments have never been conducted inside.

Although everything was running smoothly under guidance, merely adding one’s name to others’ achievements is insufficient; one must have one’s original viewpoints.

Like the ”Outsider of Outsiders”?

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The last mission with Akons yielded much more than just the umbilical cord redeemable for 99 SAN Points.

An important piece of information is that people of various kinds can venture into the mental world, entering the faith ruins deep in collective unconsciousness.

And there, the difference between the Administrator and the locals became evident.

Why?

Specifically concerning the Supernatural Level, what exactly is the essential difference between the Administrator and the natives?

Fu Qian, who had contemplated this problem early on, didn’t expect an easy answer.

However, this time, an idea was hinted at—dreams.

There are many ways to explore the mental world, but when outsiders arrive at a small town, regardless of various quirks and filled with peace of mind to accept healing from renowned doctors, the bizarre nature seems like they are experiencing a dream.

If this is indeed the case, it suggests that the depths of group unconsciousness can be reached through self-hypnosis.

In this situation, as the Master of the Dream Realm, it seems there’s no reason not to attempt seeing if one can touch that place again.

The only problem here is—I seem to be incapable of dreaming.

Indeed, the most direct gain from this journey is realizing the above point, a conclusion that immediately follows.

In this world, it seems I have never had a dream.

Though I spread nightmares causing havoc in the world, becoming shadows for countless people, besides the Clear Dream Ring, this unconscious mental activity seems to be insulated from me.

Is this also one of the manifestations of the essential difference? Perhaps we should give it a try.

In the darkness, Fu Qian casually activated the Clear Dream Ring.