Faced with the evil dream phone’s speech, Yang Zicang put on a deliberately awkward expression.
“Ah… then never mind. “
{Will you go and see for yourself? }
“Yes, I plan to learn about the story of Mist Maiden and the Colored Glaze Cup. “
Not far away, a large sailing ship lay anchored in place.
This was a classical-style sailing vessel that could once only be seen in movies and TV shows. It rose and fell slowly amidst the ocean’s waves. When the people on board spotted the young man standing on the wooden door panel drifting back, they waved their arms excitedly.
“President, want to come up and rest for a while? “
A red-haired girl called out, cupping her hands around her lips.
Yang Zicang leaped, grabbed the thick rope net hanging down into the sea, and landed on the deck in two strides. “I’d love to rest, but there’s no way I can tonight. “
The story of the Glaze Lamp.
It actually related to something that could obstruct the emergence of the Golden Path.
He glanced at the empty, quiet sea.
There were even more things on his plate now.
Returning the nightmare phone in his hand to a young man with delicate features, the lad—wearing a trim, finely tailored coat with a rather androgynous hairstyle—took the phone, exchanged a glance with it, and said to Yang Zicang with obvious excitement:
“President, seems like… we’re doing something pretty incredible, aren’t we? “
Lending out one’s own Nightmare Artifact could sometimes be risky. But this time, he clearly wasn’t too worried; the look on his face was full of cheer. What’s more, by lending it out, he had participated in a pivotal event. Amidst the dense purchase reservations from distributors in the Distribution Beacon, the young man on the deck appeared to be in high spirits.
The people around hummed in conversation, chattering away from all sides.
“Will you get a Radiance before we reach land? “
“Compared to that, I’d rather know what the President is talking about. Oh my god, my Distributor just gave me a third new node marker. “
The speaker’s eyes immediately widened with delight.
“I’m sorry, but the enemy I’m currently facing is elusive. I fear that leaking this information might bring you all some unnecessary danger. “
“Is it the same kind of enemy you were chasing earlier? “
The way that person escaped, and the magnificent explosion churned up on the water’s surface in the end, all proved that the opponent was far from simple.
Someone outside the crowd handed over a dry piece of clothing. Yang Zicang, who had already changed clothes, let out a breath, thanked him, and took it. “Exactly. They can appear quickly through golden paths. But fortunately, this time we’ve managed to discover some key information about them. “
Among the crowd, a man and a woman glanced at the accessories they were wearing.
“My Distributor just notified me that the Radiance has finished gestating! “
“Mine too, oh my god, it gave me a two hundred percent price increase. “
Then the people here all changed their expressions and looked at their respective accessories.
-｛Distributor February. Di’an, with their rich experience, marked a new node for my currently gestating Prestige Prelude.｝
-｛Distributor Di’an raised the price for my currently gestating Prestige Prelude to 110%.｝
Amid the cheerful chatter and thanks from the people around, Yang Zicang, who heard this thought, twitched the corner of his mouth. “I need to leave first, gentlemen. “
The person on board watched as the retreating figure quickly vanished into the dark sea.
“Ah well, that dry shirt was given to me for nothing. “
A man by the railing sighed heavily and slapped his palm on the guardrail.
……
Underwater, no sooner had Yang Zicang submerged himself than the demon train appeared beside him. The young man pointed diagonally upward, then kicked his legs to surge into the distance, rolling as he entered a ghostly subway car floating on the surface, level with the seawater.
“Has Cheng Yunze found out yet? “
{Well, you told him to go back and then asked him to escort the boat. Now that he knows the halves of the ship can’t possibly rejoin within a day, he’s wondering if you have something you’re too embarrassed to say with all those people around. }
“……“
Yang Zicang propped a hand against the car, shaking the water droplets from his head.
“You didn’t mention… Oh, right. ” The demon train probably still wasn’t clear that the memory’s acquisition came from the key, not from simply returning to the Divine Hotel where it would surface clearly. Even without touching the key, staying long enough in the hotel would eventually reveal some anomalous memories.
It was already that late. Yang Zicang squinted, thinking about the key in his hand.
The three-month safety period for the room had come down to these last few days.
Right now, the hotel was welcoming an unusually large number of entrants…
Just yesterday, Kim Claistor and his companions were brought into the inn, adding four more people.
Tonight would be especially eventful; many people would have to be admitted inside whether one liked it or not.
Yang Zicang felt anger brewing inside, with a touch of aggrieved frustration.
There was clearly an enemy, yet its whereabouts couldn’t be determined. Even with the inn’s key in hand, knowing some things that would happen nearly ten hours later, one still couldn’t confirm whether all this was just another setup.
He looked up and said:
“That key of yours, remember never to give it to anyone else. But if Cheng Yunze returns to the inn with you, you can let him touch it. “
Having said that, Yang Zicang fell silent, holding his breath as he continued to ponder.
As to returning to the inn now, with himself, Wager, and Zhao Anlong, all three chairmen of the Unified Occupancy Committee, present, they could re-designate all current occupants of the rooms…
This would normally further narrow down the list of occupants to those close to the three of them at present. They could be pinpointed easily.
But discovered this afternoon, that man, Bai Yuan…
Yang Zicang wrung the water from his clothes.
“The occupants of all the rooms, as well as the content of the bidding, Bai Yuan is fully aware of both. “
If Hong Haocheng had some special purpose in sending out the inn, he didn’t understand what his original conflict with the man was…
But to be able to, in one fell swoop, trap everyone who had gathered around him when he first entered this land, while simultaneously avoiding a host of complications… by taking over every single room in the inn all at once!
Such a terrifyingly dangerous scheme!
There could be no other possibility than this.
But how was he supposed to enter?
He could use the Holy Carpet to bring people back to a room in the inn. The boy with two horns on his head could even directly use the wooden staff to get to the inn’s lobby.
That kind of wooden staff should be related to another kind of divine aspect. As for the Holy Carpet, it was a relic left by the saint who transformed into the earth; it wasn’t something just anyone could obtain.
If the key holder were to be taken hostage…
Yang Zicang, thinking of Yao Xiaoqin and the key to Room 204 of the Feilü Inn, the room representing the dwelling of family and brothers, furrowed his brow.
That room… the one who rented it, was not him.
Although, judging by the time, about ten days had already passed, enough time for Hong Haocheng to find a way to take someone hostage and enter the inn.
Yet he had not appeared.
This indicated that, for now, Hong Haocheng probably did not possess a Saint-level creation of the corresponding grade.
……
Coupled with the adjudicated anchor assassination incident that had occurred at the World Ark headquarters at noon.
Then, in the evening, they discovered fate had been rewritten, along with the Gold Path attack incident.
And immediately after that… the assault on seizing control of the World Ark’s airship.
All these things were consuming his time and energy, stretching him thin.
Then came: what must be faced today – the rewriting of the crisis in the upcoming World-End Wisteria’s spread and the shelter plan.
This rewriting of future intelligence requires even more people to come into contact with the Keys!
If Hong Haocheng did not have a borrowable Saint-grade creation, this might be his only chance.
“！“
Yang Zicang’s eyes suddenly narrowed to slits.
Flames of rage kindled in his heart.
This was the same stifling indignation he felt when he first discovered that the so-called “Full Moon Angel ” behind this guy was none other than Hong Haocheng.
-｛Distributor Diane gave me a “Neutral Review. “｝
Yang Zicang shook his head.
Now, he had also learned about the matter of the Glazed Lamp.
And he once again recalled the Path of Light that had appeared at the inn.
With so many sudden arrivals, besides the ulterior-motivated individuals we are waiting for, could there also be the targets set by the Stave-holder?
All urgent matters feel like arms pulling him in different directions.
Yang Zicang closed his eyes, feeling like his mind was knotting together from the strain.
“Heh, pretty impressive. “
The train sped forward in the direction of the Misty Sea.
……
At a certain spot in the Rolling Sea, the sailboat that had lingered there for days was finally underway, its sails fully billowing. Inside the silent cabin, the set of signal transmitting and receiving devices from the Golden Shell Federation, once modified, lay idle. Anyone who glanced at it would notice it sitting there unused.
But in the darkness beneath the cabin, another signaler was slowly blinking its indicator light.
Three people were intently focused inside the cabin; one controlled the signal while the other two stood guard against any potential danger, their diffused Stellar Yuan enveloping the surrounding sea surface above and below.
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