Chapter 2765 - 2760: Thirteen Days’ Discourse (17)

Chapter 2765: Chapter 2760: Thirteen Days’ Discourse (17)

Just say it, everything can be explained, what’s there that cannot be explained?

The Recorder elder gradually seemed to immerse himself in memories as he spoke.

But for Fu Qian, at that moment it all made sense.

Why did the elder develop such a quirk?

Why was he so concerned about completing records?

How did his deceased son become a secretary?

Even at the very origin, why did he donate this place?

The pain of losing a son is indeed difficult to digest.

It sounds like he was deeply affected, and he found an alternative way to keep his son alive in his memory.

The person isn’t dead, but rather wanders in this deep mountain.

To prove this, the elder had drawn in many people, even using them as markers, constantly recording everything he saw in search of that trace.

As for why he really found it later, it was obvious that he wasn’t in a hurry to think about the necromancer aspect.

The elder just "believed" he found it.

"It really is a pretty reasonable division of labor."

Fu Qian had no intention of exposing this, instead nodding cooperatively in agreement.

"With so many people over so many years, the recorded content could nearly fill a small library, right? It’s indeed more suitable for young people to do the retrieval work."

Such a good topic, how could one easily pass it up?

Although the elder said earlier he was just chatting so much, when it came to cherished relatives, he was clearly still talkative.

"Indeed, it’s too much. Even he might take a long time to find things, and I can’t even categorize them properly."

As expected, under guidance, the Recorder continued to express his feelings.

Seemingly sighing, but actually boasting, it was clear the elder was quite satisfied with his son’s work ability.

Tsk, tsk——

However, as a listener, Fu Qian sighed internally at that moment, feeling the red alert light flashing wildly.

...

It might take "a long time to find"?

In this judgment day looming place, this word feels somewhat ominous.

Given the behavior in front of him, it could be said to be dancing on a minefield in the truest sense. No matter how harmonious on the surface, there is a need to maintain a sense of crisis.

The girl with the hair clip has to rush back at 6 o’clock, and Lady Trish is expecting someone at 49...

In terms of time perception, there are already more than one case, so this "a little while" might also have similar magic power?

Of course, one must think positively, at least the outside sky still seems dark for now.

"I completely understand, I once helped out in a library, and it’s truly a tough job.

"Would you like me to provide more keywords to narrow down the search range?"

Unobtrusively feeling the change in light, Fu Qian empathetically stated and enthusiastically suggested.

Hmm...

Though no clear sound came out, Fu Qian leaned towards the elder not having directly refused; this silence should be the "discussion" with his son.

"Alright, you can give it a try."

The trust was quickly rewarded, as it sounded like the father-son pair had reached a consensus, and that young deceased brother was not stubborn.

"How about adding ’outsiders’?"

Fu Qian, of course, was not polite, immediately providing a special keyword.

This task seemed unusual, might as well check the traces of the predecessors.

"Outsiders?"

Although the Recorder’s reaction sounded genuinely unfamiliar.

"This word isn’t useful."

The sentiment was quickly verified; within just a dozen seconds, the elder provided the result.

Interesting, so it’s even a very new task? Am I the first to attempt containment?

Somewhat intriguing indeed.

And considering the other side hadn’t completely lost the opportunity, Fu Qian daydreamed while continuing to provide another keyword.

"Then 49?"

...

As they say, everything has pros and cons; this date calculation method may be peculiar, but it seems more straightforward and precise in positioning.

The Recorder once again remained silent; Fu Qian interpreted it as received, feeling quite satisfied for the moment.

Abstract dangers often require abstract ways of risk avoidance.

Unlike the prior outsiders, the reason for providing such a keyword is mainly to address some imagined risks.

"Unfortunately, this word is also useless."

And relieved by the outcome, after about the same silence time, the elder continued to indicate it was ineffective, without saying the term was incorrect.

"What about 50?"

And with that, Fu Qian showed no regret, directly counting onward.

"This word isn’t useful."

The elder’s attitude remained very stable, almost taking the same time to give the same conclusion.

"51?"

Fu Qian still didn’t give up, continuing step by step, moving towards judgment day.

"Useless."

Not only did he still not get a result, but the elder’s efficiency had not improved.

"52?"

This time the silence seemed to finally lengthen.

"Seems like a record was found, there indeed was an intruder this day."

Finally, when the elder spoke, he really provided a pleasing answer.

...

"What’s their name?"

This result for Fu Qian felt like an unexpected windfall.

The tone may not have changed up to this point, but if this date didn’t work, he was actually ready to switch to a different type of entries.

The reason is simple, the core purpose of choosing the date format was to attempt anchoring the exit of the Well of Time in this manner.

After all, if the elder’s son takes "a long time" to complete the search, such unquantified terms are indeed a bit frightening.

If, like Lady Trish and others, there is also buried within this a Well of Time, it’s entirely possible that by the time he finishes his unrestricted search, he has already been transported to judgment day.

It’s better to attempt from a special perspective, keeping the loss within an acceptable range, 52 was the temporarily set trial boundary.

And without results, Fu Qian was not prepared to follow a path to the end.

Of course, as a trial, theoretically, the probability of really harvesting something isn’t high, as 12 days is still too short compared to a year.

As for why not count backwards? Starting from 48 or even asking from 1?

The reason is simple, there hasn’t yet been a case of time reversal.

So, in Fu Qian’s judgment, those dates would have a higher risk factor, potentially being defined on the same day of the next year.

And then the game would end immediately.

In summary, this chaotic game with too many uncertainties finally yielded a reassuring result——

"Found it, it was a woman, her name is ’Laxik’."

In silent evaluation, the father-son duo did not keep people waiting long and finally provided an answer.

Laxik... a woman?

Without even needing more detailed information, at that moment Fu Qian stared at the inky darkness outside the window, feeling as though the night at the sanatorium seemed a bit cooler.