So this ti, it’s not just a full service sampling approval application, but also includes ho delivery?
Both host and guest were delighted. At that mont, watching Professor Fu leave, Lisa’s mood couldn’t calm down for a long ti.
No way around it; academic work is like that. Achieving a bit doesn’t an you can stop.
By once again demonstrating through action that research never rests, Fu Qian clearly has confidence in Professor Lisa’s comprehension, didn’t turn his head at all.
Outside the lab, it was already noon, and the trace of Miss Liushuang and the other were nowhere to be seen, having already rushed off to their own busyness.
For this thriving ambition, Professor Fu is naturally very satisfied, and turned his head to head toward his own laboratory.
Accidents causing bleeding during tasks are one thing, but the responsibility for academic undertakings is no joke.
Although ntioned to Professor Lisa that he wouldn’t stay long, before truly setting off for the Sea of Ashes, might as well sit for a bit.
Can also make so preparations, like waiting for the flesh of Professor Kaldora.
Soon reaching the destination, in the sa kind of solitude as before, Fu Qian comfortably sat down.
The Academy prospers, Linghui restores order...
Prison Angel Commander has been defeated, Night Watchn all returned to report...
There exists such an invitation without tight ti constraints, can still observe Lord Stomach being beaten... even the depleted Golden Candlesticks have been replenished.
Fu Qian looked at the vulgar golden sheen reflected around him; that mont seed to feel the quiet goodness of ti—if it weren’t for Doomsday nineteen years and three months ago.
...
Prosperity fades quickly; the more splendid the mont, the harder it is to forget Lady Nepheli’s words.
Though several encounters were brief, thinking back in the Academy, one probably understands best her possible reasons for leaving back then.
Indeed as Professor Ah Kai said, on the path of Miracle, that forr dean exhibited amazingly] stunning performance.
Especially in her view of the nature of miracles, it was both concise and thorough.
The phrase "stories of the divine" was even sowhat verified during the Tyrant’s fall and return process.
Such a highly promising person chose to leave during the Academy’s talent withering phase, surely many couldn’t comprehend.
From Fu Qian’s perspective, the blow from Jade Soul Master perhaps was there, but clearly not the core reason.
In the twilight of Doomsday, the Academy experienced sothing extraordinary nineteen years ago, the discovery of this terrifying secret likely was the main driving force.
Additionally, the "Apocalypse-Reappearance" miracle he experienced, according to Ah Kai, was also from Nepheli’s hand, at the ti wondering whether she found sothing when traversing past lives.
Of course, just these clues cannot rule out Nepheli being driven to deviation while doing scientific research, eventually scaring herself.
But aside from recent discoveries that one after another diminish the reality perception of the world, Fu Qian pointed out another detail easily overlooked—the tiline of tasks.
Though the warehouse showed astonishing might while having poor brains, resembling the struggling World Will from legends.
Yet as the actual Executor, aside from once glimpsing that Long Night millennia ago using the ark, other tasks in this world had almost no ti span exceeding the Doomsday limit.
Relatively speaking, even Su Gao’s childhood incident can’t be considered too long.
In terms of synching to this world via ssengers, it’s calculated to be even shorter.
Of course, it can be understood as the warehouse is too weak now, unable to intervene in the distant past, but can’t deny that under the premise of Doomsday concept, this data appears sowhat odd.
Just like an invisible line is drawn there.
Leading to a scarier conclusion—that the warehouse is not struggling in adversity but rather self-numbing after Annihilation?
Earlier, he even just discussed euthanasia with Mr. Cardon Sr.
Can only say it’s sowhat sensational, not knowing whether Lady Nepheli blessed by Mad Fire can provide more evidence later.
Certainly, as an academic worker, can’t only rely on others.
In his musings, Fu Qian directly removed the ssenger.
...
Returning again, the warehouse much more tranquil than outside, didn’t even greet.
And Fu Qian didn’t bother with courtesy, casually picked up a tangled soft creation from the table.
Tangled Umbilical Cord, possessing it denotes Ancient Supres.
After touring the Burial Ground of Gods last ti with it, it had been left here.
The unusual resonance encountered then, reminiscent of the parasitic infection on Su Gao’s white porcelain, still yields no conclusions.
However, today, that’s not the topic temporarily.
Didn’t even put on the mask again, next mont Fu Qian already had a highly tactile, red-black patterned ring.
Constructed from nurous small components, constantly changing style among rotating engagents—as he played with it, Fu Qian turned according to a specific pattern.
The scenery ahead started to move.
Next mont, the gloomy and orderly warehouse was gone, replaced by desolation seemingly frozen in ti.
All that’s visible is rolling molten sand.
Abandoned Prison.
Fu Qian kept silent, quietly observing this place that seed to be cheering joyously at his arrival.
Indeed, the ring is the "Tyrant’s chanical Fist," a key casually forged when leaving here last ti.
This was the first use after that, proving the effect quite well.
More importantly, "Abandoned Prison" also validates its status.
Like the half-step moon controlled by the Red Moon, in the condition of himself being in the warehouse, no need to wear the ssenger, can directly sync over.
...
So for the entire Bookstore World, could this place be akin to the "Abyss"?
On the wrecked throne, Fu Qian leaned there in a rather inelegant pose, continuing to toy with his creation.
Everyone is striving for research in Mysticism; as an academic leader, seemingly should also bear the harder part.
So tests had been desired long ago, but unfortunately duties have been too overwhelming recently, now having a bit of ti.
And after the success of just attempting, the first question seems indeed about the essence of Abandoned Prison.
Theoretically as Abandonnt King, here should naturally be akin to one’s own Divine Realm.
Even upon arrival, the efficiency of blood bar recovery was already felt increasing.
Sadly being chanized remake, under zero Inspiration, actually can’t feel too many detailed things.
But for sure never forget, the Bookstore World has a barrier, even sothing like Mother of the Gospel constantly tries to break in.
In this scenario, being able to sync here so effortlessly, is it because the warehouse is so incredibly powerful, or because the Abandoned Prison is just within the barrier?
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