Strange Voyage: Summoning the Fourth Disaster.

Chapter 619 Twilight Ark
The Spoon in the Jar

[Type: special props]

[Effect: Activated by reaching into the jar during combat, this item transmits a message to a location in the darkness. Once permission is obtained, you can travel to that location. (This item can only be used outside the Candlefire Island anchorage area.)]

[Note: You have gained the favor of the Fallen Twilight and have been granted the right to step into the darkness.]

The storyteller examined the seemingly ordinary jar in his hand.

Its opening is not large, but it seems to be just big enough to fit a person's palm inside.

The storyteller stared wide-eyed at the mouth of the can for a long time, but all he could see was pitch black. Even in bright light, he couldn't see what was inside.

After looking through it for a while, the storyteller returned it to Wangdao.

"Well done, Brother Wangdao. With this, we should be able to infiltrate the interior of Fallen Twilight."

"It seems that the canned food from the Fallen Sunset really admires you."

He has now become Wangdao's planning advisor, and naturally learned about the recent events from the other party.

Clearly, Wangdao has already gained the initial approval of Fallen Flame Twilight.

Next, we need to go to the location indicated by the key in the jar.

“That canned brain of mine has been testing me.” Wang Dao narrowed his eyes. “If I find an opportunity, I must find a way to kill him.”

Wang Dao was very unhappy about the test conducted by Fallen Flame Twilight; he hated people who lacked a sense of contractual obligation.

"Maybe it's because that guy thinks you're too lenient with those NPCs?" the storyteller's companion said.

Wang Dao seemed to be deep in thought upon hearing this.

He had no psychological burden about this; he just disdained killing these unarmed guys, but if it really came down to it, he wouldn't mind doing so.

“No.” The storyteller calmly shook his head: “Doing that would seem too deliberate and could very well backfire.”

"If I'm not mistaken, this indifferent and nonchalant attitude will make the Fallen Twilight guys feel more at ease..."

After saying this, the storyteller pondered for a moment and then reminded Wang Dao.

"By the way, after you go to the Twilight of Fallen Flames, you still need to try your best to maintain your 'persona'..."

"Okay, I'm off." Wang Dao waved casually and walked towards the spirit candle.

He was really looking forward to the place that the Twilight of Fallen Flames was going to guide him to...

……

After arriving in a remote instance that is not anchored to Candlelight Island.

Wang Dao took out the key from the jar, then reached in and quickly grasped a cold piece of metal.

The flames of war flowed down his arm and merged into it.

Before long, Wang Dao felt several cold, sticky tentacles stroking the back of his hand, which made him feel nauseous and gave him goosebumps.

Fortunately, this feeling didn't last long.

The key in the jar, carrying Wangdao's hand, automatically floated to mid-air perpendicular to the ground and began to shake off large amounts of mud and ash.

Soon, a spatial vortex made of mud and ash appeared before his eyes.

With a "pop," he pulled his hand out of the jar, put away the spoon, and then, with a gloomy expression, shook off the sticky liquid from his hand before entering it.

……

On sea level.

The last rays of the sun lingered on the horizon, like the hand of a dying man, frozen in time.

Above the pitch-black sea, a strange island, a mix of dark yellow and gray, with the outline of a large ship, hangs alone. From it, one can see a large number of broken tiles and dilapidated pottery jars.

On the outskirts of this strange island, a vortex made of mud and ash slowly appeared.

A hunched figure in the distance seemed to have noticed something and quickly found a corner to hide in, observing from the shadows.

After stepping into this place, Wang Dao, whose body was covered in blood, immediately began to survey his surroundings.

You have entered a special zone in the darkness. In this area...

The Spirit Candle's notification appeared in Wang Dao's eyes. Just like Li Miao's previous trip on the Crematorium, many of the Spirit Candle's functions were also unusable. However, this was not important to Wang Dao.

"Congratulations, lucky fellow... you've secured a ticket to an eternal future..."

A low chuckle came from beside me.

Wang Dao turned his head and saw a strange man wearing a dark yellow short robe, a broken clay pot on his head, and one eye showing, looking at him. He seemed to have been waiting for a long time.

"The Eternal Future?"

Wang Dao didn't ask any cliché questions like "Who are you?" or "Where is this?" Instead, he looked at him with a half-smile.

The broken clay pot is still smiling.

"Yes, this is the Ark of Twilight."

"Here we witness twilight, joyfully welcoming the coming of darkness, and then..."

The broken clay pot became increasingly agitated, raising its hands high.

"...Towards an eternal future!"

"Stupid."

Wang Dao chuckled and spoke his mind, which also brought the fanatical expression on Broken Earthenware Pot's face to a halt.

But he wasn't angry; his expression just turned a little cold, and he shook his head.

"It seems he's another person without any faith."

"Enough with the nonsense." Wang Dao was too lazy to listen to his ramblings and said directly, "Fallen Fire Twilight sent you to pick me up, right? Then let's get straight to the point and tell me about the situation here and what interesting things we can do."

"If you dare to waste my time..."

Wang Dao's lips curled slightly upward as he stared straight at him.

"...Then I'll peel your face off!"

Despite Wang Dao's rudeness, Broken Jar remained calm and responded to his question without anger.

"Only two kinds of people can come to the Twilight Ark."

"One type is the believer of twilight, a devout believer who fights for the eternal future."

"The other type is the selfish person or butcher who has no faith."

"However, twilight encompasses everything. As long as you can contribute to the eternal future, you can stay on the Ark forever."

At this point, Broken Jar turned around and slowly pointed to the very top of the ark, to the small hilltop on the muddy slope.

"Go, find the earthenware pot that suits you where the twilight shines, and it will guide you."

"Go and practice your faith, or plunder to satisfy your selfish desires, or commit bloody massacres."

At this point, he closed his eyes, bowed his head slightly, and whispered devoutly.

"An eternal future awaits you."

Wang Dao didn't even bother to scold this eccentric fellow. After understanding the situation, he turned and walked towards the hillside.

The broken clay pot silently watched his retreating figure as he gradually disappeared into the distance.

And shortly after Wangdao left.

Soon a figure caught up and called out to Wang Dao.

"Please wait a moment."

A gaunt, hunched man approached Wang Dao's side, a fawning smile on his face.

"This must be your first time at Twilight Ark, right?"

Wang Dao turned to look at him. This person was not strong, barely able to withstand fire, far inferior to the broken clay pot from before.

"Speak directly if you have something to say."

Wang Dao did not stop.

(End of this chapter)