Time passed; it was impossible to tell how much.
Yue Shi had vanished shortly after forming the cocoon.
The Historical Library was, after all, a game instance, and it wasn't safe.
But the Faceless Man remained where he was, waiting quietly.
At this moment, on the far side of the moon.
The flickering of the silver-and-black cocoon gradually ceased, its state stabilizing.
The ∞ symbols that covered the surface of the wings began to change; starting from the edges, the silver rapidly faded until they became the same pitch-black as the wings themselves.
The symbols remained, but they had become etchings in the darkness.
The moment the last ∞ symbol was dyed black, the cocoon finally stirred.
A pale, slender hand reached out from within.
Massive black wings spread out to either side.
Yue Shi stepped out, landing silently.
As his feet touched the ground, the wings folded obediently behind his back.
The black feathers were even deeper in color than before.
He opened his eyes.
Deep within the pupils of his three eyes, ∞ symbols lit up before vanishing, returning his eyes to their human-like appearance.
“The power of Destiny.”
【Destiny's Curse】: Allows the observation of all future possibilities for a target individual. Can forcibly designate one of these possibilities, ensuring that it must occur.
This was the full functionality of the Book of Fated Prophecies, but it had been transformed from a passive ability into an active one.
The prophecy book focused more on predicting the future.
Yue Shi, however, could edit the future!
However, he could not create something from nothing.
He could only interfere with future possibilities that had a probability of occurring.
He could not affect events with a zero percent probability.
The lower the probability of a designated future occurring, the greater the toll on Yue Shi.
When activating his Destiny ability, his pupil structure would temporarily reconstruct, appearing as a swirling vortex of silver ∞ symbols that were dynamically decomposing and reassembling.
“I'm so damn amazing!”
Yue Shi was currently in a state of supreme narcissism.
After a moment, once he had enjoyed his excitement enough, he finally tilted his head slightly and pulled his left wing in front of him, almost burying his upper body inside it.
He used both hands to carefully inspect the feathers one by one, his expression solemn.
The inspection did not last long.
Soon, Yue Shi’s movements stopped.
His fingertip rested on a highly concealed spot on the inner side of the left wing.
There, among the countless rows of neat, pitch-black feathers, an anomaly had quietly appeared.
The feather was small, only the size of a thumbnail, and its texture was light and thin.
But it wasn't black; it possessed a dreamlike color that was completely out of place with its surroundings.
Like bleeding oil paints, a seven-colored radiance slowly shifted and flowed across the feather.
“Hmph, there really was a backdoor!”
The prophecy book had been laced with a trace amount of 'poison,' which Yue Shi had concentrated into this single feather.
He retracted his wings and took out a new coat to change into.
Then, he vanished from the spot and returned to the Historical Library.
“You're actually still waiting here?”
“You certainly are patient.”
Yue Shi looked at the Faceless Man and teased.
The Faceless Man could clearly feel that Yue Shi was in a very good mood.
What had happened?
Was that prophecy book actually edible? Could one obtain prophetic abilities by eating it?
‘Impossible, absolutely impossible!’
The Faceless Man was extremely resistant to such a guess.
He had held the prophecy book for so long and had only ever used it as a book.
Now he was being told it could be eaten?
And that eating it brought benefits!
He could not accept this!!!
“Where are the other renegade managers?”
“Exactly how many people are in your group?”
Seeing the Faceless Man dazed, Yue Shi took the initiative to ask.
The Faceless Man snapped out of it and shook his head. “I will not tell you that information.”
“There is no foundation of trust between us. I cannot allow my companions to share the risk with me.”
“It is enough for me to interface with you alone. If the cage can be broken, everyone will be reborn then.”
The Faceless Man had chosen to contact Yue Shi only because of his trust in the prophecy book.
The book only predicted results; it was uncertain how many people would die or how much would be lost in the process.
Thus, the Faceless Man had simply come to contact Yue Shi alone; if someone had to die, it would just be him.
This was also the only loophole of the prophecy book: the predicted result would definitely happen, but the process and specific details of its realization could not be dictated.
If the book predicted a terrible future, one should try to change the experience of the journey as much as possible before reaching the destined end, or transfer the cost to someone else.
Seeing the Faceless Man’s self-righteous display, Yue Shi sneered.
“Are you really stepping up to bear the risk for your companions? Or do you just want to escape alone? I'll be the judge of that~”
Yue Shi was extremely sensitive to the malice in human hearts and was skilled at analyzing a person's behavior from a dark perspective.
“Think whatever you want; it doesn't matter,” the Faceless Man said.
His true thoughts were not important.
By unspoken agreement, neither of them continued that topic.
“Can you first tell me the specific origin of that prophecy book?” Yue Shi asked.
The Faceless Man tried to counter, “Can we first discuss how to help the players and managers escape the entanglement of the Supernatural Game Show?”
“Absolutely not,” Yue Shi refused flatly.
In his eyes, his own matters were the most important.
Even a trivial matter like losing a strand of hair was more important than the life-and-death matters of others.
The Faceless Man clenched his fists, feeling disgruntled to the extreme, yet he said nothing. He didn't try to preach, nor did he dare to use moral kidnapping.
Trying to preach to a powerhouse who could decide one's life or death was a foolish, low-level way to court death.
The Faceless Man wasn't stupid; he naturally knew how to choose.
He spoke truthfully. “I had a friend who was the previous owner of the Book of Fated Prophecies.”
“After my friend choked to death on water, he left the Book of Fated Prophecies to me.”
“I am not very clear on the specific origin of the book either.”
“However, I heard that this thing seems to be a top-tier game item produced by the Temple.”
“An item?” Yue Shi repeated softly.
He took out the seven-colored feather and held it before the Faceless Man.
“Take a look. What is this?”
“This looks like... a game item as well?”
The Faceless Man said uncertainly.
The aura emitted by the seven-colored feather was indeed highly similar to a game item.
Yue Shi rubbed his chin; he roughly understood what the 'poison' mixed into the book was.
The prophecy book was an item created by the Supernatural Game Show; the ruler's pollution and control over it, and its status and permissions as an item, were all poisonous.
If one ate the prophecy book without noticing and allowed this poison to remain hidden in the body, the consequences would surely be severe!
“Alright, back to the point. You helped me find the prophecy book I lost many years ago, and I’m not a stingy person.”
“You want me to help you escape this place, but I don't know where to start.”
“Why don't you tell me the information you have? At the very least, I need to know who exactly the ruler of this forbidden zone is.”
The Faceless Man’s mouth twitched as he forcibly ignored Yue Shi’s shameless words.
He said solemnly, “The ruler here is an existence known as 【Old Dream】.”
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