Chapter 1707: Chapter 1702: Chaos Training
It’s a headache when patients don’t follow dical advice, but following it too closely can also have side effects.
Essentially, it’s about sending sothing to oneself, and even if the thod seems to have a twisted sense of humor, upon closer inspection, it’s perfectly normal and impeccable.
However, what’s truly abnormal is that during the process of doing these things, one’s consciousness seems detached from oneself.
The ssages are all about oneself, and the actions are quite targeted, yet they seem to provoke almost negligible reactions.
It’s undoubtedly a unique kind of inconsistency between words and actions.
Lady Cecilia has already learned to enjoy the misalignnt between knowledge and actions she suggested, even training herself playfully.
Truly a seasoned imagination case; ordinary people really don’t have such flexible control.
As for the questions Cecilia just asked, why didn’t I point it out directly but instead offered answers she liked to hear?
There’s no need.
In this world, I’m inherently an exception, which doesn’t affect the practicality of this Black Box thinking operation.
This “inner world” safe space still doesn’t need to be broken for her.
“Thank you, but I feel unworthy without contributing. Should I do sothing?”
Regarding the loss of a house, Fu Qian showed no sign of disappointnt, even proactively shifting focus to labor issues.
“It’s okay, just consider it an advance—”
It’s clear that Fu Qian really likes this gift, which Cecilia is very satisfied with, indicating not to worry about it.
“Tell again about your special experiences back then, and what details you can still recall.”
However, her generosity was instantly interrupted, her eyes gentle yet intensely probing, as Fu Qian suggested with a smile.
…
“Most of the ti before my mother passed away, we lived together.”
Even though it was offered as a return gesture, theoretically, I could refuse, but under those eyes, it felt surprisingly difficult to speak related words.
“She was always good to , but she hadn’t co back by the ti I fell asleep that day, so when I was awakened by thunder, I wanted to see if she was there…”
Finally hesitating for a mont, Cecilia surprisingly directly responded to the request, delving into more distant mories.
“And then you saw two identical versions of her sitting together? Did they do or say anything?”
For important information, Fu Qian always has a good mory.
“No, they didn’t speak… However, the one sitting closer seed to turn and glance at when I froze.”
Seemingly forced into a scene she didn’t want to face, Cecilia’s face lost any joy, her voice low.
Of course, though very expressive emotionally, as her attending Doctor, Fu Qian knows that credibility isn’t high.
She shows considerable Talent in neurosis, likely a talent worthy of the Divine Ashes Institute.
And at this mont, the evolution of the Black Box thinking is undoubtedly progressing by leaps and bounds.
“But that’s all there was to it. After I ran away, nothing more happened, neither of them ca after nor did they co looking for …”
And Cecilia’s oddity continued, climaxing emotionally with the final word.
“It’s unfortunate, and I can imagine your feelings—describe the design of that hand axe for .”
Concerning this, Fu Qian didn’t mind playing along, and while speaking, he glanced at Cecilia’s wrist.
…
“Does this have any aning?”
Her hand instinctively retracted, though Fu Qian’s questions were rather disjointed, Cecilia, as the person involved, knew what he ant and was clearly sensitive to certain things.
The nightmarish experience ultimately concluded when she fiercely chopped off a hand with a collectible hand axe.
She even ended up with a scar to prove it was more than just a nightmare.
“Yes, could you describe it in more detail? Maybe one day I’ll help find that lost item.”
Fu Qian, however, did not easily let her go, continuing to paint beautiful possibilities.
“Not large, very delicate…”
Evidently didn’t expect this reason, staring at Fu Qian for a while, Cecilia surprisingly chose to believe, beginning to describe slowly.
“There were hollow floral patterns on it, so it wasn’t very heavy…”
Quite reasonable, as otherwise, even an angry child would hardly manage to wield such a weapon.
“Do you rember the shape of the patterns?”
Nodding slightly, acknowledging the reasonableness, Fu Qian continued to confirm the details.
“I rember…”
And, surprisingly living up to expectations, after a brief hesitation, Cecilia not only nodded in agreent but even walked aside to pick up pen and paper and sketched casually.
Fu Qian, though not an art professional, seed to sense sothing professional just from her gripping and moving the pen.
From that point of view, her previous acknowledgnt of Tan Ying’s painting skills seed even more valuable.
…
“After all, it’s been so many years, I can only rember roughly.”
It didn’t take long for Cecilia to put down the pen and hand over her work.
“It indeed looks very delicate.”
The curve of the blade was elegant, the pattern intricate.
Taking over the simple sketch, Fu Qian examined the not-so-complex lines.
Moreover, she was still too modest; even though it was an impromptu drawing, the details were rich enough to convey the original object’s sinister aura.
This item likely often appears in Lady Cecilia’s midnight dreams.
“So it really can be found?”
It’s a strange feeling to have an instrunt that once hurt oneself praised, Cecilia frowned slightly, expressing doubt about Fu Qian’s claim.
“I’m not sure, but I’ll keep an eye out for it. Wish us luck.”
Not even taking the drawing, Fu Qian casually handed it back to her.
However, though it sounded like an empty promise, Fu Qian was definitely not just all talk.
The dangerous three days that changed Lady Cecilia’s life perspective are yet to be fully understood, but one thing is quite clear—the missing hand axe was likely taken by a senior.
As for the two mothers she saw, in Fu Qian’s hypothesis, one of them was likely a senior in disguise.
Being elite from the warehouse, it wouldn’t be surprising if they had tools to aid such a skill, even if not as adept as I am.
So pursuing that sketch might not be very aningful, but under appropriate circumstances, it could perhaps serve as a marker to trace senior movents.
In that case, not only would I gain an informational advantage, but we might even successfully trace back the origins of Lady Cecilia’s past experiences.
For professionals, a patient history is always quite important, especially when it’s about ntal conditions.
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