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Chapter 2288 - 2283: Call Unanswered · Oct 14, 2026

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2251 Chapter 2249 - 2244: Things Remain, but People Have Changed 2026-10-14
2252 Chapter 2250 - 2245: No Trace 2026-10-14
2253 Chapter 2251 - 2246: Entanglement 2026-10-14
2254 Chapter 2252 - 2247: Soul Splitting 2026-10-14
2255 Chapter 2253 - 2248: Prisoner’s Trap 2026-10-14
2256 Chapter 2254 - 2249: From Welcoming Guests to Kidnapping 2026-10-14
2257 Chapter 2255 - 2250: Here at Your Beck and Call 2026-10-14
2258 Chapter 2256 - 225 2026-10-14
2259 Chapter 2257 - 2252: The Black Guide 2026-10-14
2260 Chapter 2258 - 2253: Exponential Fallen 2026-10-14
2261 Chapter 2259 - 2254: Rusted Weapons 2026-10-14
2262 Chapter 2260 - 2255: Double Interlocutors 2026-10-14
2263 Chapter 2261 - 2256: Moonlight Burns 2026-10-14
2264 Chapter 2262 - 2257: Darkness of Light 2026-10-14
2265 Chapter 2263 - 2258: The Star That Clings Like a Bone 2026-10-14
2266 Chapter 2264 - 2259: Even Earlier 2026-10-14
2267 Chapter 2265 - 2260: Ominous Signs 2026-10-14
2268 Chapter 2266 - 2261: Lunar Eclipse (End of This Ben) 2026-10-14
2269 Chapter 2267 - 2262: The Mastermind 2026-10-14
2270 Chapter 2268 - 2263: Stunning Beauty 2026-10-14
2271 Chapter 2269 - 2264: Limitation Lifted 2026-10-14
2272 Chapter 2270 - 2265: Pest Control Plan 2026-10-14
2273 Chapter 2271 - 2266: Cast Aside and Abandoned 2026-10-14
2274 Chapter 2272 - 2267: Golden Ball Supernova 2026-10-14
2275 Chapter 2273 - 2268: Reasons to Hold On or Let Go 2026-10-14
2276 Chapter 2274 - 2269: Bow and Night 2026-10-14
2277 Chapter 2275 - 2270: Whose Inheritance 2026-10-14
2278 Chapter 2276 - 2271: The No-Return Corridor 2026-10-14
2279 Chapter 2277 - 2272: The Scroll of Burial 2026-10-14
2280 Chapter 2278 - 2273: Artificial Perception Protocol 2026-10-14
2281 Chapter 2279 - 2274: The Sun 2026-10-14
2282 Chapter 2280 - 2275: Unbearable Wheel 2026-10-14
2283 Chapter 2281 - 2276: The Essence of the Vessel 2026-10-14
2284 Chapter 2282 - 2277: Misaligned Heaven 2026-10-14
2285 Chapter 2283 - 2278: Gathering of Distinguished Guests 2026-10-14
2286 Chapter 2284 - 2279: The Greatest Concealment Lies Within the City 2026-10-14
2287 Chapter 2285 - 2280: Turmoil in Shangjing 2026-10-14
2288 Chapter 2286 - 2281: Taking Responsibility 2026-10-14
2289 Chapter 2287 - 2282: Consort’s Cry 2026-10-14
2290 Chapter 2288 - 2283: Call Unanswered 2026-10-14
2291 Chapter 2289 - 2284: Throwing Oneself into the Trap 2026-10-14
2292 Chapter 2290 - 2285: Encircled Hunt 2026-10-14
2293 Chapter 2291 - 2286: Two Buckets of Dirty Water 2026-10-14
2294 Chapter 2292 - 2287: First Author 2026-10-14
2295 Chapter 2293 - 2288: Casual Discard 2026-10-14
2296 Chapter 2294 - 2289: Unworthy Descendants 2026-10-14
2297 Chapter 2295 - 2290: Doomsday Ashes 2026-10-14
2298 Chapter 2296 - 2291: Seeking Fire 2026-10-14
2299 Chapter 2297 - 2292: The Second Recipient of Grace 2026-10-14
2300 Chapter 2298 - 2293: Different Paths, Same Destination 2026-10-14

Chapter 2288: Chapter 2283: Call Unanswered

A gift from Lady Nepheli.

The runaway dean from the Academy Benevolence Department had a joyful conversation during a recent tour of the millennium-long Long Night, leaving behind this small memento.

Even the core characteristics of this item were briefly explained at the time, as it can resonate with another in one’s eyes—a special mysticism call device.

At the time, I also gave a high evaluation to Lady Nepheli for this little trick she left.

Whether to accept it, whether to call, whether to answer, how to answer...

Regarding such an object, the operations between both parties were full of games and probes.

It was exactly because of this consideration that I specifically took it out of the warehouse earlier.

And within just a few hours, there really was some movement.

Such a harmonious moment, for a time it seemed almost sinful not to pay attention.

However, Fu Qian really did not pay attention, idly playing with it while walking into the vast night.

...

Lady Nepheli seems very persistent.

The night was deep, but Fu Qian’s steps were not fast.

With precise control, each step’s time and distance were maintained remarkably consistent, achieving an alternative timer effect.

However, when the timer reached the three hundredth step, the resonance showed no signs of stopping—and Fu Qian still paid no heed.

After all, they once brewed tea together and discussed heroes; such a stance indeed seemed somewhat resolute.

But for Fu Qian, this actually had ample reason—how to respond?

The function module hasn’t been equipped yet, has it?

Under zero perception, more than half of his equipment cannot be activated, let alone something with full spiritual attributes.

Indeed, it hasn’t even risen to the level of personal willingness; Fu Qian indicated that for him, there wasn’t even a call button at this point.

Such a situation undoubtedly leads to inevitable misunderstandings.

Even for the learned Lady Nepheli, it would be difficult to foresee such circumstances.

But it doesn’t matter; one must believe in human subjective initiative.

Like diligent seekers of knowledge who persist even deep into the night.

Fu Qian’s gaze fell upon a familiar scene by the roadside.

...

So did he forget to turn off the lights when he left?

Such resource-wasting behavior is truly somewhat inappropriate.

Watching the familiar layout under the light, Fu Qian did not stop his steps, casually pushing open the door to the bookstore.

Indeed, although the station where he alighted wasn’t close to the bookstore, after just a few hundred steps he was back here, evoking a deep sense of bonds of knowledge.

And this bond still wasn’t over—

The store was empty of people, including behind the counter belonging to the proprietor, fully demonstrating that the previously lit lights were indeed a waste of resources.

Yet, on the counter, lay a not-too-thick book, directly spread open there.

...

Considering the excessively classical binding style, Fu Qian could confirm it was not merchandise from his own store.

However, he didn’t hesitate, the next moment directly sitting down and casually began flipping through.

Captivating.

Though the cover didn’t even have a title, with just a quick glance, one could feel the deep resonance within.

This was no mere praise, for it was not just about the words.

Between the pages, it almost seemed one could hear a nasal chuckle, akin to waking up in the morning light unwilling to get out of bed.

The boundary between text and sound blurred in that moment, even evoking a picturesque feeling.

Together with the book’s content, it fully allowed one to experience what is 5D reading.

Moreover, it seemed this book was written in the first person, our protagonist being a young lady...

Casually flipping through, Fu Qian absorbed those deeply stream-of-consciousness words, even without finding the protagonist’s name, while the rich emotions seemed ready to burst forth.

Joy, hesitation... and pain.

The change was so swift—just as Fu Qian turned to the next page, the initially lively atmosphere turned, and a sobbing sound had already appeared.

Upon careful listening, the sound seemed to come from beneath.

As if there was an unknown void there, allowing this resentment to play back incessantly.

Meanwhile, the Princess Xing’s Eyes by his side had already quietly settled down.

...

Well.

After much trying, still unable to figure out the protagonist’s name.

Fu Qian didn’t insist, the next moment directly putting the book down and turning to begin a journey of a thousand miles.

Standing up, he followed the sound to a position behind the stairs.

Previously unaware, it turned out to be quite the lucrative position.

Truly not an illusion, there revealed an entrance in a space usually used for storage.

Even with a thick door tightly sealing it, the ethereal sobs still couldn’t be stopped from emanating.

At a glance, the door wasn’t locked; a push would open it, albeit with a somewhat retro style, somewhat eerie atmosphere, like a bridge to past memories.

By reaching out and pushing it open, one can touch an inconceivable scene but will also bear the risks brought by this magic.

Lady Nepheli indeed had a good hand.

The previous descriptions weren’t mere rhetorical flourishes; Fu Qian could clearly see that it was indeed a choice before him.

As one should believe in human subjective initiative, in refusing calls, the other side had evidently unwilling to give up, taking some further measures to strive.

Dreams or illusions, these lights and cries were clearly induced by the eyes in hand, with not high reality.

No surprise that the Prison Angel Commander had even sought out Miss Wen’s door previously; a replication of one’s place of business by the Native Council was nothing strange.

This series of experiences mainly counted as atmospheric rendering in Fu Qian’s view, and now the true invitation appeared.

Whether to push open this door likely equated to whether to answer.

If one truly chose this immersive reading, the process of disengaging might not be so free—creak!

The style was not only nostalgic but even the quality was quite traditional.

Amidst the enduring, piercing, deeply aged friction sound, Fu Qian had already pushed open the narrow brown door.

...

Indeed, it wasn’t wrong.

At that instant, Fu Qian felt the vicissitudes of time rush upon him.

This wasn’t an exaggerated statement; something truly surged forth.

Decay, damp heat, moisture—those elements quite common to basements had already filled the entire space without Fu Qian even taking a step, as if the transmission process had been omitted.

In merely a moment, Fu Qian seemed to see the swift accumulation of historical depth on the shelves, even mushrooms sprouting.

The invitation had been accepted.

This scene of opening the door to history undoubtedly verified the previous judgment of the door’s implication.

Amidst the many uncomfortable elements, the protagonist’s shift in the story from joy to pain suddenly became easier to understand.

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