Facing an Ancient God for a Year

Chapter 1836: Chapter 1811: Dock

The Academy’s bustle was still on the rise.

That Farewell Meteor Shower really smashed the Academy, Night Watchman, and Native Council together.

While Su Gao was self-reflecting, Fu Qian was also leisurely reclining in his seat.

Although he was just sitting temporarily, this position was carefully chosen.

With a slight tilt of his head, he could see the myriad stars through the opening torn by the Prison Angel Commander’s final work.

Compared to the last return, the weather was unexpectedly much clearer, though the temperature was still dropping, the night cool as water.

He vaguely remembered the description of that Long Night where only stars were left twinkling in the sky.

It’s a pity that those sheltered in the ark, regardless of their initial hopes upon entering, ultimately couldn’t see such a scene again.

Judging from the condition he passed by on the three layers, it was hard to believe that the people in the shattered Amber had regained freedom after safely overcoming a disaster.

With such a level of fragile constitution, they were completely defenseless in the face of the ark, which had developed its own ideas.

Not to mention the alleged birth plan it meticulously crafted, which seemed to have a shockingly low success rate.

So, where did they go?

In Fu Qian’s speculation, a portion of them undoubtedly became the assailants they encountered.

Fishmen or Feathered Fishmen.

But unless in the unexplored corners, or in the densely packed feathers on the second layer that weren’t blown away, the numbers obviously didn’t match.

Those missing, were they turned into food, or experimentation materials for the Native Council, or were they food made from experimentation materials, it was hard to say.

But clearly, the likelihood of a good outcome was very low.

Even if the one who initially sheltered them had good intentions.

Not only did he create a place like this, but he also completely refrained from leaving behind any statues or insignias, seemingly just striving to leave a spark for humanity.

Unfortunately, seeing how the ark became sentient and went haywire without control later, the fate of "Him" during the Long Night was likely not optimistic.

"It seems I’ve formed a very special connection; I can sense the existence of that ship now."

While Fu Qian was pondering the weight of history, Su Gao suddenly spoke, offering a self-observation insight.

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Is it really like this?

The ark attempting to assimilate anything that enters?

As Su Gao spoke, her eyes remained tightly shut, indicating that the danger hadn’t subsided.

And the information she provided further affirmed the earlier speculation regarding the distortion of flesh.

Forming a connection with the ark?

The nearest thought that came to mind was the Life Protection Box that seemed to exist in the Brother Mar.

Even if their bodies were shattered, they wouldn’t die, and might even be reborn in the mother through the ark’s presence.

Unfortunately, this time entering, there was no trace of those two demigods, only a suspected incompetent younger brother unable to confirm this.

Even if confirmed, Fu Qian wouldn’t consider such a resurrection opportunity as any good, like gaining recognition from ancient inheritors.

With so many examples of oaths placed there, any change that resulted in the loss of some degree of independence was best approached with extreme caution.

"Do you need help?"

As various thoughts flashed through Fu Qian’s mind, he asked.

"I can handle it, but it may take a while."

Su Gao quickly responded, her answer confident yet candid.

"Alright, then describe the state of that ship first."

Exploring the unknown always entails risks, even for demigods.

And what a true professional needs to do isn’t to hope for complete avoidance, but rather make every risk undertaken more meaningful.

For example, the special connection and sensing now would clearly help understand this ancient existence more.

Fu Qian believed Su Gao shared the same thought, not willing to waste it.

"It’s very special; on the one hand, it’s indeed the kind of structure we explored earlier; on the other hand, looking from this perspective, it seems to be in a strange folded state, with inside and outside, up and down turned chaotic and direction losing meaning."

Sure enough, Su Gao’s quick response came, attempting to describe the sensation.

"For instance, even though from inside, the opened passage leads here, it can’t be reversed from here; we still need to traverse the previous underground.

Besides being hard to pinpoint location-wise, there’s also a particularly peculiar vagueness, like an instability in the time dimension, as if the ship would vanish into history if the anchor and tether were loosened a little."

For Su Gao, it was rare to speak so much at once.

Not simply using mystical terms, she tried to elaborate on the bizarreness, describing it vividly.

At least for Fu Qian, he could well imagine that state now.

"Is the Benevolence Institute’s basement a dock?"

He nodded slightly in the next moment.

"Yes... a temporal and spatial dock."

And in just a few seconds, Su Gao confirmed this metaphor.

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A temporal and spatial dock... curious about how this Miracle was initially discovered.

With Su Gao’s firsthand verified information, Fu Qian felt certain speculation gaining further support.

For instance, why such a thing was so conveniently "buried" beneath the Benevolence Institute.

Regarding the essence of miracles, past speculation wondered if they could be described as "stories of a certain Divine Being."

The core element required was a Divine Being who once existed, and now has passed, unable to flexibly retract his own authority.

This almost perfectly matched previous guesses about the ark’s origin.

Simultaneously, given the ark’s interior holding quite a heavy historical throwback, instead of saying a group of people stimulated the Miracle to create such a complex Creation, Fu Qian believed it originally existed, merely summoned forth.

In other words, regarding the concrete content of the Miracle, Fu Qian thought it was "the ark made by a certain Divine Being was docked here," rather than "the ark made by a certain Divine Being."

Remember the definition from the discussion with Professor Ah Kai about "Miracle Creatures," where the apparent distinction and relationship between their more stable existence and the Miracle lies?

Singular term versus subject-verb-object phrase.

This is the most likely answer Fu Qian considered.

Miracle Creatures are "God’s something," the Miracle is "what God did."

The former cannot be simply crafted by a couple of sacrifices and spells, requiring divine traits as the foundation like "Huo."

And the ark subtly conveyed such an impression.

"Is there more?"

Thoughts spun rapidly as Fu Qian confirmed.

"No more for now, unless deepening the connection."

Su Gao quickly indicated a completed evaluation.

"Great effort, see if this helps."

Shaking his head, Fu Qian activated the Return Edict.