Facing an Ancient God for a Year

Chapter 1944: Chapter 1939: Princess Xing’s Eyes

It was close to midnight, but because the stars and moon were so splendid, the scene felt a bit brighter.

Under this illumination, Professor Fu’s solitary departure appeared somewhat desolate.

This feeling extended all the way until he opened the laboratory.

Silent and soundless, as if Miss Liushuang was still busy with that hand axe, this lively place from the day was now deserted.

Though it wasn’t completely devoid of interesting things.

Making his way to his snakeskin chair, Fu Qian plopped down and stared at the box in front of him, adorned with golden decorations.

Although it gave a sense of déjà vu, it was clearly not Lisa’s.

Casually, he opened the smaller box, and a black sphere immediately came into view.

Compared to Professor Lisa’s Bone Horseshoe Crab, it was even more compact, similar in size to the Ancient Reminiscence he had consumed.

However, its shape was somewhat distorted.

It felt a bit warm to the touch. Fu Qian picked up this strange gift, weighed it, and noted that it was about the same weight, while examining a small, nail-sized thin piece beside it.

A typical talisman shape, though its power was very weak. After a brief observation, Fu Qian unceremoniously picked it up and crushed it.

[A small gift, please accept it, Professor Fu]

[It is said to be a left eye, from a noble person who was once executed, whose endless regret born from pain made the princess persistently want to see her dismembered form clearly.

This obsession was so strong that in the end, the two eyes could see each other.

Until today, when one starts trembling, it resonates with the other, and you can take it as an invitation.

Rest assured, it is absolutely safe normally]

But if you accept the invitation, it’s not necessarily safe, is it?

Feeling the information surging into his consciousness, Fu Qian thought to himself.

Clearly, the talismanic power was indeed weak, and its use was simple, leaving just a piece of information.

Regarding what he had in his hand.

It was indeed another eye, and undeniably, this unsigned information came from a certain former dean of the Benevolence Institute.

Not only did he escape smoothly, but he also had the time to leave this thing for me.

It is truly... full of malice.

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Gifts aren’t always given with good intentions.

Not to mention this sinister Extraordinary Item, just putting it here directly, what if it accidentally collides with the old man.

The purpose of giving this thing is clearly malicious.

Fu Qian didn’t really doubt the content in the talisman, that this eye was absolutely safe and not an extra trap.

However, if he truly accepted it, the most straightforward issue would be there—if one day it ”resonates”, what should he do?

The right eye, undoubtedly in the hands of the Native Council, would be, as said in the talisman, an ”invitation”.

Either from Nepheli, or from the entire Native Council, it’s impossible to judge.

As for intentions, just thinking casually, it wouldn’t be kind and responding would be highly risky.

Yet, it’s an effective means to track the Native Council, an unexpected lead presented to him.

Faced with such a gift, his every response, including whether to accept it, whether to respond, whether to directly hand it to the Night Watchman, or even respond with them...

All these actions would reflect his true attitude, for Nepheli to reference.

It wasn’t easy returning, and not in a hurry to leave, specially coming to play such a trick, one could feel her resentment.

Though understandable, although she orchestrated behind the scenes this time, the rewards seemed far from the greatest, these emotions are normal.

Though the objective was achieved, seeing through a millennium glimpse, the level of depth was even less than mine and Su Gao’s.

As a researcher like myself, what I saw and gained was evidently more significant.

Needless to say for Su Gao, after providing valuable observational material, the tidal tearing experience had signs of breakthrough opportunity.

Nepheli’s Marriage Dress Divine Skill had apparently reached perfection.

She can’t fully blame luck, for instance, Miss Su Gao’s harvest wasn’t just due to Expert Fu’s assistance, but mostly her own principles and decisiveness.

Theoretically, if Nepheli had the courage, she might try reaching the end of the Coffin Road, especially since others have paved the way.

Unfortunately, after Su Gao and I returned, the immediately closed passage already spoke volumes about Lady Nepheli’s choice.

Ultimately, leaving such a peculiar trick due to frustration is understandable.

So should I accept it—of course, why not?

True experts never plug their ears due to risk; excess returns often come from taking risks.

One can only say maintaining politeness is indeed a good habit, leading to an unexpected gain.

Cradling the eyeball, shaped like a botched boiled egg, Fu Qian glanced at the clock and removed the Emissary’s Mask.

Just in time, no need to wait for the warehouse to urge.

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[Warning, Leakage Incident]

Returning to the warehouse, feeling a familiar prompt, Fu Qian casually placed the malformed eye on the desk.

As the saying goes, work itself isn’t scary, it’s finding beauty within it that is—and regardless, the warehouse indeed merited credit this time, transforming into a makeshift anchor point, significantly simplifying some decision-making processes.

Though it seemed to boast a bit, the work for today seemed somewhat daunting.

[Name: Paradise, Code: 1-002]

[Today’s work content updated, enter the containment scenario of 1-002, and complete re-containment]

[Consume 1 SAN Point to begin?]

Numbered 1, ranked 2, even the name itself sounds remarkable.

Examining the phantasmal image ahead, Fu Qian clicked his tongue in admiration.

Including this shape, it appears quite impactful.

Overall, it presents as a gigantic funnel shape, though retaining the warehouse’s usual pixelated style, lacking much detail, one can faintly discern multiple layers shrinking dramatically from top to bottom—isn’t something off?

This sense of déjà vu is overwhelming; one need not be well-versed to see the resemblance to some depictions of hell from legends.

Combining with the name Paradise, the impression is bizarre.

Of course, it’s not entirely unfit with its name, at least the colors are indisputably splendid, giving a feeling akin to wanting to reside there after death.

[Yes]

In the next moment, Fu Qian casually confirmed, heading inside.