Chapter 2105: Chapter 2100: One Hundred Years of Solitude

A hundred years of solitude, is nothing compared to this.

Although not a family, if someone were willing to examine the Holy Grail Sect from a similar perspective, they might conclude that there was some kind of fate curse.

"Constant personnel loss, yet until annihilation, unaware of this fact," this statement is not unfounded.

Due to the nature of the Other Shore, once external information enters, it is erased, just like Mr. Feng Sr.’s previous experience.

And for the outsiders of the Holy Grail Sect, those who left these legacies of failures were no different...

Such is the efficiency of professional collaborative research that Fu Qian could almost outline the causes of this series of traces and the encounters of the Holy Grail Sect playing a crucial role within them.

Uncertain about the original reasons why this organization arrived to explore this place.

However, given their habit of digging around everywhere, it’s not surprising.

Unfortunately, this time they faced a truly irreversible path.

The first person to enter, likely the first failure, Mieen, quickly discovered he could no longer leave.

The outside sect, however, due to the erasure of his information, was completely unaware of this situation, thus making a rescue impossible.

In the growing despair, he had no choice but to rely on himself and attempt to unravel the mysteries of the Other Shore.

Perhaps due to a sensitivity to the concept of the eye, or purely by coincidence, he found the House of Graffiti here and even utilized his expertise to explore the symbolic markings of the Other Shore’s power.

This process was filled with mistakes and hardships, so the initial layout was not consistent with the current one.

Then perhaps because survival became impossible, or perhaps exhausted by heartache and despair, he chose to leave his achievements and failures behind.

After carving his name and epitaph on the stone, he generously faced death or transformed himself into a vessel in the form of a human Holy Grail.

Those who vainly attempt to harness the power ultimately cannot escape the fate of entering the situation themselves—then, unable to convey the dangers, one day a second victim arrives ignorantly, inheriting and repeating this process.

...

Does this count as a different kind of legacy?

One after another, ignoring the predecessors’ tragic fate, inheriting mistakes to find the truth, until acquiring the correct answer—and yet still unable to change the ultimate fate.

Fu Qian once again glanced over those names, seemingly matching them to the remains.

Meanwhile, outside, the Holy Grail Sect was ebbing and flowing, like a wound continuously bleeding without realizing it.

It’s hard to say whether this was the direct cause of the sect’s demise, but over the long years, those who vainly attempt to understand the mysteries of the Divine Beings have reunited in the Other Shore in this special way.

Trapped in a dead shell, their final thoughts as failures were simply to represent that small understanding for posterity.

Such as the House of Graffiti, the large markings in the chapel, or even those Blood Faces seen during the first mission failure.

Including the special nature of that stone seat, which might also be related to them.

Unfortunately, the successors were truly dull; first, Mr. Feng Sr. burnt the piano and boiled the crane, merely treating the stone seat as a calming agent.

He even casually suppressed a bunch of other people, leaving them no opportunity to display their intelligence.

Later, Brother Zhao Ran was lucky to discover the "laboratory" and "manuals".

Unfortunately, he lacked ambition and just parroted what he saw, heading down a path of no return.

This is what they call the caprice of fate.

If not for Fu Qian’s good research habits, suggesting the Witch utilize the brief time to explore together, even such a whimsical tale would have gone unnoticed, completely annihilated by history.

"Perhaps rife with errors and failures, but nonetheless a different kind of brilliance."

Fu Qian lamented here, and with his explanation, the Witch beside him evidently empathized to some extent, softly commenting.

"Yes, so is there a way to send them out?"

Very much agreeing with the idea of alternative brilliance, yet as Fu Qian nodded, he unexpectedly raised a new question.

...

"Are you sure?"

The Witch made no effort to hide her puzzlement over the Knight’s excessively sympathetic idea.

"Not to mention that, except for the only remaining intact one, the others don’t even count as residual souls, so going out is meaningless.

"As mentioned earlier, for me, this world is only here, and there is no such thing as external, so there’s no concept of being thrown out either."

Even though the Knight’s request was slightly odd, she patiently explained why such an operation was both meaningless and impossible.

"What if though, regardless of possibility, what if what I’m proposing actually happens, what would the result be?"

Professor Fu was especially persistent today.

"Uh... if that were the case, in my estimation, this place would likely collapse in a short time."

Vaguely realizing the Knight’s inquiry stemmed not from benevolence, but another motive, the Witch frowned and pondered for a moment before theorizing.

"The nature of this place that erases all related outside information is an extremely pure and extreme authority; usually, it wouldn’t matter, but it just so happens that it’s a corpse."

Not only that, in the next moment, she even provided a derivation process.

"Though I don’t know how these Spirit Temple types of structures came to be, the reason a completely dead shell can persist stably in the long term should rely on this authority to some extent.

"And ’they,’ though weak, have been marked, which might very well lead to a paradox.

"For instance, clearly going outside yet retaining a nature of having certain information erased, the weak and extreme internal-external definition of the Other Shore could collapse because of this, and being already a corpse, it is powerless to adjust."

So, that’s why the task was executed back then?

Fu Qian listened intently and at a certain point, let out a long sigh.

Even though previously it was commented that Mr. Feng Sr. was the lowest standard, with the worst integration with the Other Shore—still, there was some degree of fusion.

After prolonged use of the stone seat, unlike Li Weixuan and the others, there was ultimately some degree of fusion, as evidenced by the Blood Face marking seen at the time.

The strategy used during the initial failure proved that the old man’s method had reached a critical point, and with Li Weixuan added, the ambergris might already be big enough to leave.

However, the warehouse did not accept that method, resulting in needing to attempt to exit by refining Feng Sr. and others as fuel, achieving a medium level of integration, essentially resolving this hidden danger.

What if one’s own departure will cause instability?

Simple, once the task is completed, the warehouse would whisk one away, eliminating any paradox.

Even because of the forgetfulness attribute conferred by the Other Shore, this Academy’s student identity would automatically vanish, not requiring extra effort for erasure.

Such cunning calculation, and yet thought it was taking proactive effort to help keep a low profile.

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