"Our full na is the Gregor Folklore Research Club, currently consisting of nineteen mbers."
Without disappointing Fu Qian’s expectations, Leiden showed astonishing obedience, answering with almost no hesitation.
Although the given na seems sowhat incompatible with the ntion of the Ancient Kings.
"The reason it’s called this is not because the founder is Gregor, but because it borrows the na of a certain local scholar."
As Leiden continued explaining, he turned to a position where he wouldn’t be easily noticed from outside the window.
"He was born in Lan Fyla, but left at a young age and didn’t return to his hotown until his later years to work at a nearby school. It was also during that ti he conducted extensive folklore research, such as on ’the inviolable’."
Leiden moved his fingers slightly, sketching a familiar three-ring pattern.
"Though he was an ordinary person, Gregor firmly believed that without divine enlightennt, the wisdom of mortals itself contains power... It’s even quite simple to find; its transmission over the centuries is a testant to its power, and its evolution is akin to biological evolution."
His voice was low, carrying a sense of respect from Leiden.
"Although in most people’s view, this notion seems evidently absurd, during his lifeti he found no supporting evidence.
"But you should understand, sir, when there’s no way forward, any sliver of hope becos enticing."
So has the theoretical guide passed away?
This developnt didn’t surprise Fu Qian that much. After all, the pile of things Mr. Sanhao Sr. pored over was clearly aged at a glance.
"Because I couldn’t find a direction for advancent, after a prolonged period of oppression, eventually I got in touch with Gregor’s remaining research notes, thereby opening a door to the surreal... Then progressing further, I discovered a special address in annotations left by later generations."
Leiden’s following narrative bore a striking resemblance, essentially mirroring the experiences of Mr. Sanhao Sr.
"When I arrived at that place, I realized there were already people there earlier than , who had even ford an enthusiast group.
"Undoubtedly, I joined them, although to date, there haven’t been any substantial gains."
Taking a deep breath, Leiden quickly concluded his account of joining, pointing to his head with a unique smile.
"But truthfully, these years have still been quite enjoyable, so I surprisingly have no regrets."
...
Gregor’s folklore research, the extraordinary power contained within the pure collective human consciousness?
It is indeed a rather intriguing subject.
Even though Mr. Leiden’s tone carried a sense of self-deprecation from a loser’s life, Fu Qian still listened intently, with quite an evaluation.
After all, having experienced various abstract concepts, how could one’s mind be so narrow?
On this point, Fu Qian even believed the Night Watchman shared this sentint.
If it truly posed no threat, why bother with such aningless attention?
Taking a step back, even if it’s rely the ramblings of a mad scholar, just the arrogance of not respecting deities, not envying talents, is already worthy of being a lighthouse of human spirit.
"Interesting idea, so how does folklore connect with the Ancient Kings?"
Without deliberately affecting a posture, Fu Qian nodded slightly, naturally continuing the inquiry.
"Because many folklores originated from them."
Looking at Fu Qian, Leiden appeared visibly peculiar when using ’them’.
"Gods and humans are fundantally different, but kings are not; regardless of the loathing or reverence they evoke, compared to ordinary people, they undoubtedly leave deeper imprints in human consciousness.
"Actually, even when Gregor was still around, he proposed categorizing various symbols from this perspective, we just borrowed his idea."
...
Searching for the ’kings’ transford from humans, imprinted within collective consciousness, and distinctly differentiating from those erging from Superior Beings.
It certainly is an approach, albeit potentially difficult to distinguish.
Additionally, one wonders if the esteed Gregor ever considered whether kings would even want to be perceived this way?
Listening to Mr. Leiden’s book notes, Fu Qian did appreciate the sharpness of the esteed Gregor.
Though amongst the "kings" currently known, most no longer wish to be compared to ordinary people.
Take the Larea Family, for instance, who directly proclaim themselves as "Divine".
Yet, Gregor’s theory, although abstract, how much one gains often depends on the listener.
At least in Fu Qian’s view, it actually hit upon so truths.
Collective consciousness, unlike others, Fu Qian had conducted a series of tests precisely in this field.
If Su Gao’s multiple entries into the "ntal World" are considered a transcendent manifestation of collective consciousness, then theoretically, in the third test, there did exist a comparison between god and man—
As an underling of the Dragon King, Sunny, though able to enter the ntal World, always had a barrier, fundantally differing from Su Gao.
This point, to a certain extent, can serve as evidence supporting the esteed Gregor’s theory.
Though as an ordinary person, he probably hadn’t the chance to traverse the ntal World.
Never underestimate anyone willing to think.
"A decent approach, like the inviolable, what have you gained from this symbol?"
With a sense of sentint, Fu Qian fumbled in his pocket, tossing out a blue eye he bought with his clothes.
"It has no use."
This thing being thrown out from the opponent’s hand made Leiden’s feeling undoubtedly stranger.
But after catching it and examining it closely for a while, he eventually shook his head, providing the sa answer as the Dancer.
"Oh? How can you be so sure?"
Fu Qian observed the "breakpoint" on Leiden’s body appearing in his field of vision, neither agreeing nor disagreeing.
"Though Gregor often used it as an example, and the Wenlan Family believed for a long ti it could bring protection, unfortunately, over all these years, it genuinely seems to hold no special significance—actually, this is a question I’ve wanted to ask you."
Leiden, however, did not change his mind under pressure; on the contrary, a slight glimr nad the pursuit of knowledge flickered in his eyes as he faced Fu Qian directly.
"I won’t ask your identity, nor your intention here, inclusive of this conversation, the Night Watchman will remain uninford... I just wish to satisfy a small curiosity.
"Could you tell the answer to one question, is Gregor’s theory right or wrong?"
The blue eye entwined in his hand, Leiden solemnly raised it.
"Do such symbols genuinely contain power?"
"Indeed."
Feeling the other party’s subtle transcendence beyond the obsession with advancent, Fu Qian nodded.
"However, seeking them might surpass your capability."
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