Facing an Ancient God for a Year

Chapter 2603: Chapter 2598: The Literal Meaning of Pseudo-God

The crystal is the fall of the Transcendent, the mechanical is the end of the crystal.

Thus, the title of the fifth act is finally formed, and it seems Lord Fool does not oppose it.

Fu Qian actually considered whether this would be too absurd to write, like the Abyssal Chronicle.

Unfortunately, such a literary creation occasion is clearly not suitable for testing, so in the end, he meticulously wrote down the summarized Chapter theme, even as neatly as possible.

And the content itself is undoubtedly a true doomsday literature.

Perhaps it cannot be equated with reality, but this Engraving Wisdom has very distinct thematic colors—crystal is the Curse on all Transcendents, ultimately crafting pseudo-truths.

The storm which the Fool sacrificed himself to withstand during the Long Night eventually swept the whole world nineteen years ago.

Even far more fragile than the fragile barrier, the millennium peace of mortals was but the last dry leaf.

Thus, the world completely fell, with everything relying on "lies" to sustain.

Even the high Divine Beings were intoxicated, with only a few "mad" wills having any concept of this.

Of course, from the mortal’s perspective, there seems to be some little consolation—even among these few, one emerged from the masses, not yet having reached the status of a Divine Being.

Was what Lady Nepheli saw as she burned out on the Lighthouse the same scene?

Regardless, it seems she still missed the grandest spectacle.

Had she been just a little later, on this other member from the Academy exploring here, she might have seen something even more spectacular?

The mechanical is the ultimate form of the crystal...

Though no one told this to me, a guy calling himself the Destiny Snake did give me excessive praise—you have no idea what kind of blasphemous mutated creature you play in destiny.

And a much despised Blasphemous King even expressed rare humility towards me—I do not deny the notion of parasites, but your form of existence is far more malevolent than mine.

As the saying goes, "initially not knowing the meaning in the song," when I first heard these evaluations, I did try to understand, mainly focusing on my identity as a warehouse Administrator.

In hindsight, for this world, it seems I, as this "latecomer," indeed merit these titles.

Even those who spoke such words may not realize how correct they were.

The end of the crystal...

Transforming the world into various defined concepts, then using them as different parts, and even forging, activating...

Isn’t that the definition of machinery?

Honestly, it even has a hint of technological romance.

Except this world is different from where I grew up, such that the "end of technology" can lead all the way to what’s called "Divine Beings."

They truly did forge Divine Bodies.

Though this achievement itself brings forth the evidence of doomsday.

Speaking of which, my title happens to be "Pseudo-God."

In comparison, it really does seem a bit too fitting.

In any case, Fu Qian remarks that his reading comprehension is likely quite apt.

And the script doesn’t seem to reject it.

Though still nothing happened, even when Fu Qian took out the small Fool Statue again and placed it there.

The resonance of the Doomsday Melody persists.

Moreover, this item theorized to originate from the warehouse still retains its original form, not easily altered, seemingly conveying the last shred of determination from the warehouse.

Though this determination also theoretically has some drawbacks, such as holding this thing in my hand for too long.

If not returned soon, there will be an increasing chance of helping me retire in style.

"Not bad."

In the next moment, Fu Qian indeed reaches out and removes the mask.

The brilliance swiftly fades away, and before his eyes is once again the dim workspace.

...

Is this not the most fitting manifestation of the phrase "things remain the same, people change"?

It is not surprising, Fu Qian sits in his position, even casually putting the script and pen down.

Yes, still smooth, not only does the warehouse show no signs of "crystal essence," the connection with Engraving Wisdom is as stable as ever.

The newly filled title of the fifth act on the script remains unchanged, receiving approval.

But at the same time, the person filling the script still bears a clear transparency, thick with the air of doomsday.

Good, it looks like only the final third act is left.

Slight nodding, Fu Qian gave no pressure to the warehouse, nor did he put the Fool Idol down; instead, he picked up another item nearby.

Smooth and soft, shaped like a Twisted Bread, it is precisely one of the warehouse’s least favorite items, Tangled Umbilical Cord, which can increase SAN Points by 99 when eaten.

Theoretically, I should indeed supplement a bit now, as consumption along the way was somewhat high.

If there is any more fluctuation, reaching zero is not impossible.

But one must move with the times, never forget that one’s persona has changed.

Being an existence equivalent to a "Doomsday Messenger," once this setting is accepted, the threat of SAN Points seems irrelevant to me?

Held in hand but not consumed, the next moment Fu Qian put the mask back on directly.

...

Taken but not eaten, doomsday persists.

No surprises arise, and Fu Qian once again returns to the Inverted Lake unfolded by the crystals.

Besides the script and the fool statue, there was even the addition of the umbilical cord.

Considering the latter two come with their own timed termination effects, in terms of being carefree about SAN Points, I had saved up two countdowns myself.

As for the purpose, it is certainly not to seek thrills.

Even if camps switch, it does not hinder the scholarly spirit; the previously mentioned research principles are not just for show.

Perception is no longer reliable, now is still the time to rely on logic.

The inclusion of the umbilical cord is precisely a new variable.

Compared to wastefully consuming it, "the holder of this item is an Ancient Supreme," this attribute is evidently more precious.

Ultimately, holding it in hand makes one’s attributes more complex—a new Tyrant, Doomsday Messenger, ultimate crystal Creation, mechanical remade Abandonment King, yet coincidentally an Ancient Supreme.

Throw this pile of titles at an old-timer, and they’d probably be slightly baffled.

However, it seems Lord Fool still possesses greater inclusivity; the introduction of this attribute has not caused any ripples.

The specific manifestation is that Engraving Wisdom remains stable, and the content on the script has not been erased and demanded to be rewritten.

In this somewhat literary creation, due to the richness of interpretive angles, it is still relatively difficult to violently crack it by creating logical contradictions.

Luckily, Fu Qian did not intend to do so anyway.

The core purpose of this scene is to ascertain whether standing here with such a complex identity would cause any disturbance to the doomsday before me—it really does.