Chapter 1831 - 1806: The Worst Possibility
Chapter 1831: Chapter 1806: The Worst Possibility
"A miracle is indeed a very special type of power. In my understanding, including the current members of the Council, there’s no one who specializes in this."
The path downward couldn’t even be called a proper staircase, just long planks with a wooden strip glued at intervals.
While walking ahead, Su Gao also had no opinion on Fu Qian’s leap of thought, shaking his head in response.
Is that so? Isn’t it a bit too lacking in presence?
This statement also made Fu Qian thoughtful for a moment.
The Benevolence Institute indeed isn’t very prosperous, with strict requirements and promotions based on luck, even the former headmaster ran away, which is a fact.
But is it really the case that the higher-ups of the largest Extraordinary Organizations are so disdainful of this power?
One must know that if the previous speculation is true, this thing is almost equivalent to a divine residue power trigger, and if used properly, the effect would be amazing.
If the Night Watchman is an extension of targeting ancient deities, for which they disdain this type of power, the Benevolence Institute doesn’t seem to receive much oversight, either.
It feels like their attitude in this regard is a bit ambiguous.
"There’s still too little information about this place to make a definitive judgment, but recently, during some departmental collaborations, I visited more than one miracle that can exist long-term."
Without continuing to keep things mysterious, Fu Qian shared his thoughts.
"I somewhat suspect this place might not exist precisely beneath the Academy, but only because some miracles triggered over many years by the Benevolence Institute have created a special overlap with here.
This not only explains the coincidences you mentioned but also why it’s precisely located beneath the Benevolence Institute."
"Indeed, this is more reasonable."
Listening earnestly to the analysis, Su Gao nodded slightly in agreement.
Clearly, she also didn’t think there could be so many coincidences and had personally experienced the power of miracles back on Ye Island.
Triggers without a trace, with an unreasonable degree of difficulty to deal with.
"Moreover, in this context, the probability of this incident being related to Nepheli is even higher."
"Correct, it’s quite apparent that she has considerable talent in this aspect.
As I mentioned earlier, if anyone in the Academy could have a concept of this, she’d be the most likely candidate."
Quite pleased with Su Gao’s comprehension, while giving a fair assessment of that Second Phase acting as a technical consultant, stirring up trouble everywhere, Fu Qian also made a fair evaluation.
"Doesn’t that also imply that the previous attack on you might be related to the Native Council?
After all, the attacker hid in such a special place, and yet Nepheli has a higher chance of knowing about it."
Su Gao quickly integrated the previously discussed situation into her thinking.
"This makes the nature of the incident seem even more severe."
...
In truth, the truly serious part isn’t even here.
Of course, Su Gao had a point. If the attack were confirmed to be the work of the Native Council, then on a premeditated basis, one could add ’organized’ to the mix.
However, the more critical point is that this organization might not be alone.
The Prison Angel Commander is related to Nepheli, who is a member of the Native Council.
Also, let’s not forget the hypothesis that the Chief Yuan is unwilling to accept, which suggests that the Prison Angel Commander is also related to the ’Needle Witch’ of the Night Watchman.
Rounding it up, one can imagine a worst-case scenario — that the Native Council is connected to the Night Watchman.
Or more precisely, a part of the Night Watchman.
Truly, humans are a collection of social relationships, the theory of six degrees of separation doesn’t deceive me.
"Yes, your situation might also have become more serious."
Without rushing to reveal more, Fu Qian agreed while casually reminding Su Gao that, due to her relationship with him and Yuan Shan, and even being designated to handle this investigation, her situation might be concerning.
"Don’t worry, after the investigation is over here, I can apply for a vacation and not run around, going to Shangjing to find you."
However, Su Gao didn’t seem concerned and even smiled slightly.
Indeed worthy of being a top-notch hunter, she is outstanding in tracking, and when it comes to possibly being hunted, she is far from rigid.
While Fu Qian was in awe, Su Gao’s footsteps had already quietly stopped, staring ahead.
"It seems we found the place."
...
The layer below, at a glance, the mist is visibly denser.
On the positive side, the fluorescence underfoot and around them is more concentrated.
By this light, one can clearly see the biggest distinction from the upper layer—feathers.
The structure is quite similar to the previous layer, still a vast space, the bountiful ’wheat field.’
But comparatively, at a glance, it doesn’t feel as empty.
Far more gray feathers than those in the pitiful Benevolence Institute, covering a large area like thick snow, burying most of the ropes and even some Amber within it.
If the previous attacker had come below, just touching one feather would count as being quite careful.
This scenario aligns more with the scene of a Second Phase’s fall.
Though by feel, these still appear just as ordinary feathers.
"The target did indeed hide here at that time, then collapsed entirely under the meteor impact, and part of the power leaked out at the last moment?"
Having come down from the crude staircase, quietly observing the scene ahead, Su Gao didn’t rush forward but turned to Fu Qian to confirm her assumptions.
To be honest, despite the troublesome start, this search was quite smooth.
"But now, the relationship between this place and underground parts of the Benevolence Institute contradicts common sense even more."
Seeing Fu Qian nod in agreement, Su Gao found it even more peculiar.
The explosion at this location, with almost no feathers visible above, yet managed to spread to the Benevolence Institute.
Yet she didn’t have much time to relish this oddity, for in the next moment, the thick feathers not far away began to move as if something tried to approach from underneath.
And bolting towards them, when the figure was already quite close, feathers suddenly surged as a silhouette truly leaped out.
Of course, what greeted these petty tricks was Su Gao’s sharp blade, which had long been awaiting.
Amidst screams, the attacker had no chance to evade and fell in regret on the spot.
"On its body..."
Struck successfully, Su Gao’s tone became heavy instead.
"The feathers seemed to have grown on it."
Fu Qian nodded affirmatively.
This was no fabrication; the body lying to the side was indeed covered in feathers.
But upon closer inspection, those feathers, although random, were not merely pasted on the body; rather, they protruded from within.
At the same time, it indeed had the look of a mummified figure encased in Amber, a deeply unsettling thought.
While the two spoke, more feathers surged from the front as new figures sprang forth—
Flying into the air.
See, it wasn’t so simple.
Watching the dried corpses with wings that looked like fish fins adorned with feathers, Fu Qian sighed.