VIP Chapter 469: Interlude: Li Wei’qi
Even so, she was sure she had to get this information out. Will wouldn’t miss a chance to save Treya, absolutely not.
“Never mind all that. After falling asleep, Daisianwei’s personality is truly asleep. It’s only during this brief period that I have a chance to understand why they are targeting… Zero Demon City.”
As she spoke, she twirled the pitch-black dagger in her hand. She had used the dagger to get here. A dagger that could hide in shadows and even penetrate walls was indeed very useful. As long as she didn’t arrive by dying, Daisianwei wouldn’t notice her presence.
“Next, let me take a good look at what Daisianwei suppresses and hides every night.” Shuna walked up to the Sacred Spring. She had been investigating secretly for several days. Daisianwei would enter the spring in this manner every night, as if returning to her true form. Furthermore, she performed some very strange actions every night.
For example, just now, using a “bone ash box” to scoop water. This proved that there must be something in the Sacred Spring that possessed the “Reviers statue.” She lowered her head and looked inside.
“This is… is…”
It was a “door” locked by heavy chains. And it was a door Shuna had seen before!
“A door to the next layer?” Shuna was startled. Although she had seen doors leading to lower levels before, they were very indistinct. This was the first time she had seen one so clearly. But why would anyone lock a door? Wasn’t the purpose of building a dungeon to keep digging deeper and deeper? How could there be an Emperor who locked doors?
As a “God-Attuned,” it was even more incomprehensible for her to witness this scene. She tiptoed back a step. As her finger brushed across the table, she discovered what seemed to be a booklet on it—at least, she hadn’t seen it before. The cover was very familiar to her. It was a notebook that could be bought wholesale for about ten yuan for four or five copies at the Adventurer’s Guild stationery store. Seeing this, it might have been brought in by Carver.
Was it Carver’s personal notes? Or was it calculated by his subordinates?
“I haven’t been discovered yet, so it should be safe for now.” Shuna didn’t “reach out” her hand; leaving her scent and traces would be easily discovered. She used the dagger, which had transformed into fingers, to flip it open. This notebook wasn’t used extensively, only the first dozen or so pages were filled. Each page began with the name of a dungeon, followed by the cleared floor number.
Small and large dungeons, some reaching one or two hundred layers, others still in the seventies or eighties, were all recorded truthfully in this notebook. Undoubtedly, the person who recorded this wanted to “calculate” something with it, as each page had cumulative values.
“Is she calculating the average? Why?”
As she was thinking this, Shuna suddenly felt a chill down her spine, as if some chilling “gaze” had crawled onto her back. Someone else had arrived. She reacted immediately, picking up the dagger in her hand and turning to stab at the shadow that emerged behind her.
And then…
She was stopped by the person behind her, who caught her attack between two fingers.
“Don’t be so hasty, Miss ‘Pourxin.’ Are you scared because you were caught peeking at the boss’s things?”
However, to Shuna’s surprise—
Standing behind her was not just anyone, but her “senior” who wore an eyepatch over her eyes and had always taken good care of her…
“Qishi.”
She was wearing a dark military uniform, the kind only worn when she was a BOSS. The tight-fitting clothes couldn’t hide her figure. Her fingers tightly clamped Shuna’s dagger; even with all her strength, Shuna couldn’t move it even a millimeter towards her eyepatch.
“Why are you here?! Are you here to catch me?”
“Of course not. The reason I’m here is the same reason you are. Who wouldn’t want to take a good look around while she’s asleep?”
She released her grip, took a step forward without any fear of Shuna attacking again, and flipped open the calculation booklet lying on the table. Shuna was still puzzled. She, as a “blind person,” had a very quick reaction time and acted as if she could truly see.
“You’ve already discovered that Daisianwei is calculating ‘the average number of floors cleared in all dungeons.'”
“Yes. But why is she calculating this?”
“Oh, my dear Miss ‘Pourxin,’ you are a prodigy among adventurers and also a God-Attuned. Haven’t you ever thought about one thing?”
Qishi suddenly turned around, reached out, and picked up Shuna’s dagger. In a flash, she flipped it over, and the dagger in Shuna’s hand spun, pressing towards her neck.
“Tsk…”
“For example, what conditions must be met to reach the ‘deepest point’ of a dungeon?”
Qishi, the part of her covered by bandages, spoke to Shuna’s eyes.
“Huh? What strange thing are you saying…”
“Could it be that this condition is not a fixed value at all, but a ‘relative’ value?”
“!”
As if sensing Shuna’s shock in the air, Qishi released her hand, opening her palms to show she was “harmless” and hadn’t even brought a weapon.
“That’s all the hint I’ll give you. You seem very eager to know why Zero Demon City is being targeted—it’s the deepest dungeon, closer to the deepest point of the dungeons than any here, and that’s enough.”
After she finished, she tapped Shuna’s lips, as if signaling her to keep her mouth shut.
“This is our secret, don’t tell anyone—not even your lover who isn’t actually dead?”
This is bad, this is bad, this is bad. Shuna realized that Qishi in front of her wasn’t just acting like she knew everything. She truly knew Shuna’s information from the beginning, knew why she was here, and even knew that Will was not dead from the start! Was this person an enemy or a friend?
“You knew all along…”
“Shh. Her sleep is ending. Wormhole—”
Shuna was about to say something when Qishi suddenly covered her eyes. In the blink of an eye, she found herself outside that room. Qishi’s hands left Shuna’s eyes, and she realized she was standing in the room opposite. This room was decorated with various star charts and paintings of the galaxy. It was also very narrow, like an office, and a “military flag” of an unknown country hung on the wall. Coupled with her military uniform, her identity seemed to be that of a “Commander-in-Chief.”
“Oh my, this is your first time sneaking into Daisianwei’s room, isn’t it? You probably don’t know that on Sundays, her sleep only lasts for two hours.”
She stretched leisurely, sat on the room’s desk, and crossed her legs, showing off her black high-heeled military boots.
“There are such rules?”
“You’ve only been snooping around that place for a week, you’re bound to not find out.” Qishi stuck out her tongue.
“Since you know Will is alive, it means you knew my purpose from the moment I arrived here. Are you an enemy or a friend?”
Shuna’s nerves were highly taut, and the dagger in her hand transformed into shadows, coiling around. Her intuition told her that the person in front of her harbored murderous intent towards her, though she didn’t know why. But…
Qishi tilted her head, completely relaxed, showing no intention of fighting Shuna.
“You seem to have misunderstood something. Or… has your ‘lover’ never told you about me? Rather, it’s strange that you didn’t recognize me at first.”
“Huh?”
“You can call me ‘Qishi,’ or you can call me…”
She playfully stuck out her tongue, as if teasing Shuna.
“Miss Li Wei’qi~”
