Odd Containment Specialist.

Chapter 861 Finding the Notebook (4K)

Su Weiyu turned a corner around a bookshelf, and a painting on the wall at the end of the bookshelf immediately caught her eye. The painting depicted a woman sitting by the window reading a book. The metallic effect of her golden hair under the sunlight was depicted very delicately, and her slightly light blue pupils reminded her of a blue moon in winter.

Su Weiyu recognized the person in the painting immediately.

Alice!
Without a doubt, it is Alice. Just as Zhang Heping said, it's not just similar; the painting and Alice's appearance are exactly the same, and you can even see some similarities in their temperament.

"That's it, we haven't come to the wrong place."

The fact that a painting hangs here indicates that this place contains the country's secret collection.

Su Weiyu walked closer to the portrait, and the compass needle in her hand began to shake again. She followed the direction of the needle and searched through the bookshelves next to her.

She wasn't marked as "language-proficient" and couldn't understand the text in these books, but she thought she might be able to use the compass to find the key items to bring to Natsumori.

The pointer was still swinging, but it was gradually becoming regular. Su Weiyu pulled a book off the shelf and was surprised to find that it was written in Chinese!

"When did you become so intelligent?" Su Weiyu asked in surprise, staring at the compass.

The captain's compass rarely points to a definite direction. And often, when it does, it only indicates a final direction. If you follow that direction, you might encounter an insurmountable mountain, so you have to detour to the other side of the mountain to continue. And if you keep going, you might find yourself in another ocean, where you have to build another ship to continue.

The compass only points the way, but it doesn't help people avoid obstacles on their path. Just like how the compass only told her that the person she was looking for was in the Blood Demon's House, but it didn't lead her to find items that could increase her survival rate in the Blood Demon's House.

Therefore, Su Weiyu didn't have high hopes for the compass. She knew that Captain Sparrow's compass was often useless, as this sealed object wasn't something that could be summoned at will.

The compass is highly regarded because it comes at no cost, generating information out of thin air, and whether or not one believes its guidance is entirely up to individual judgment.

However... Su Weiyu had indeed heard another legend about the compass.

It is said that a compass is not always so casual. In the hands of certain special people, it becomes exceptionally useful, and can even guide people to their final destination by stepping on the optimal solution each time.

The most typical example is Sparrow. In the story, Sparrow always seems to understand the meaning behind the cryptic guidance, and the compass always points out the most important direction at crucial moments.

Su Weiyu had never thought of herself as special, but now she suddenly had a feeling that the compass was pointing to the Chinese books she could read, as if it had read her mind!

Su Weiyu opened the book. She didn't know who the author was, but when she saw the first sentence, she already had someone in her heart who told her: It's him, there's no mistake!
These words were not written with ink, but rather thin sections were carved out of the paper, like creating an intaglio on the paper, engraving lines of text like inscriptions on a tombstone. Because the font color matches the paper, they are difficult to read smoothly without careful reading.

The first sentence of the notes is: "Why does she look exactly like Alice behind Natsume?"

[I've been chosen, and I can finally browse the history of the first king. The records about him are very well preserved, and the most valuable of them is his own autobiography. I plan to start my investigation into his relationship with his foster mother from here.]

Turn the page.

The first king Solard called the woman who adopted him Anne.

But I think that the first king Solard did not simply regard her as a mother. He may have once regarded her as a mother, but he probably gave up quickly, at least on the surface, but he may still have longed for her in his heart.

Clearly, Anne's adoption of Solard was not a simple matter. The woman who looked remarkably like Alice had ulterior motives for adopting Solard, and she must have possessed considerable... power.
They didn't wield obvious power, and their lives were quite simple, but some details revealed that An had some extraordinary interpersonal relationships.

Today I only read the beginning of Solard's autobiography. Solard's image in his autobiography is very different from the image that is known in the world. I asked a priest who is also a chosen one, and he said that Solard's figure was indeed slender and thin, and many people said so.

But since he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he had no way of knowing what Solad looked like. He seemed to have something else to say, but just told me to keep watching.

I think he knows something, but he's not going to say it.

I've excerpted a portion of Solard's autobiography that I found particularly interesting here—

When I was a child, An and I lived together in the woods outside the village. There were two wooden houses, one for An and one for me.

I often play with the children in the village. Some of them are the same age as me and still sleep with their parents and wet the bed. Compared to them, I, who have always slept alone, am quite admirable.

I have no mother or father, and of course I have never slept with my parents. Even though An has been by my side since I can remember, I have always slept alone, even when I was very young.

Ann would only read storybooks to me at my bedside and leave after I fell asleep. When I was too scared to sleep alone, Ann would sit in my room with me and stay there, even at night. When I opened my eyes in the morning, she would be sitting on the edge of the bed in the same position as last night, just looking at me.

I long for a mother. Any child without a mother longs for one, and I am no exception. I feel incredibly envious whenever I see other children running home before dinner and rushing into their parents' arms.

But Ann wouldn't let me do that. She said I could act spoiled with my parents, but she wasn't my mother.

Until one day, I said goodbye to my friends and went home again. I saw An hanging clothes outside the wooden house. The way she hung clothes was exactly the same as the other mothers in the village, but she was more elegant and made people feel incredibly warm in the twilight.

I crept up to her and whispered, "Mom."

Suddenly, Ann stopped moving and turned to look at me: 'What?'

I mustered my courage and raised my voice slightly as I tentatively called out, "Mom."

'Sorad, do you really want a mother that much?' Ann said.

I was so excited that my body trembled, and I nodded through my tears, continuing to call out to her.

An looked at me and sighed. Instead of telling me not to be spoiled like before, she put her hand on my head and patted it. At that moment, I really felt like I had a mother. I felt like I was the happiest child in the world, with the gentlest mother.

Then, after dinner that evening, Ann left home and never came back.

The next day, Ann didn't come back. Instead, a beautiful woman I didn't recognize came. She was very excited to see me and said she was my mother. Then she took me to a very, very large manor.

A richly dressed man claimed to be my father. From then on, I no longer had to eat wild vegetables. Everything I ate was cooked by a skilled chef. I had never eaten sizzling pork knuckles before, fragrant bay leaves, and freshly squeezed juice.

I've never slept in such a soft, comfortable bed. The room was spotless, and a maid would come in and do as I asked. But Ann was gone.

I asked the mother, "Where is An? Where did An go?"
My mother said she wouldn't be coming back, and told me that I now have a mother, and she will take care of me from now on.

I stayed at that manor for half a month, and then one night I ran back to the cabin where An and I used to live, and waited there until daytime, until my parents came to find me.

I refused to go back with them, and they left crying, while I stayed here alone, living alone, washing clothes by myself, going out to pick wild vegetables by myself, cooking and living, just waiting there.

I ate poorly prepared food, got diarrhea to the point of exhaustion, and my clothes wouldn't dry no matter how I hung them out to dry. I didn't know how to do anything, but I still stayed there. During that time, the two people who claimed to be my parents came several times, begging me to go back and wanting to take me back, but I refused each time.

later?

Later they stopped coming, and I lived there alone. Gradually, I started to be able to cook and do laundry.

Every day I wait, hoping that one day I will open my eyes in bed and find An sitting by my side, but every time I open my eyes I am met with disappointment.

I knew I was wrong, so I stopped hoping.

And so, after living alone for a year, the muscles in my arms became strong, my skin became rough, and I became stronger. I started to get used to handling chores on my own and began to associate with the people in the village again, but I no longer played with the children. Instead, I asked the hunters in the village for advice on hunting and learned carpentry from the carpenters.

I don't know how much time passed, but one day I came back from hunting rabbits in the mountains and saw clothes hanging on the rope. The white cotton clothes seemed to be shining in the sun. I dropped the rabbit and rushed into the house, but there was no one there.

Then I rushed out of the house, staring at the wooden cabin where Anzhu lived, but I didn't dare to open the door.

Finally, the door opened by itself, and Ann came out and asked me, "Why?"

"I don't need my mother anymore," I replied.

Seeing this, Su Weiyu stopped and closed her notebook.

She carefully folded the notebook in half and then tucked it into the small bag at her waist.

She decided to take it with her first and read it later when she had the chance, since now was not a quiet time to read, as the monster outside was still roaming around.

Su Weiyu put away her notes and looked at the compass again. The compass needle began to shake irregularly again, becoming completely unpredictable.

Unwilling to give up, she rummaged through the bookshelf and found that the entire shelf was filled with Chinese notes!
Su Weiyu picked up a few books and flipped through a few pages. She felt that the content of each book was important, but simply skimming through them would not yield any useful information.

There are so many, it's impossible to take them all with you.

But should we just leave them here?
She ran away from the bookshelves and searched the archives, not knowing what she was looking for. She wanted to find a way to take as many notebooks as possible with her.

Su Weiyu wandered around the archives and returned to the place where she started. Hu Ling and Hippolyta were still sitting there half-dead, but they were now chatting.

Su Weiyu blinked and tossed a Chinese notebook onto the floor...

"Are you alright?" Hippolyta asked her sworn brother with concern.

"You won't die, Hippolyta. We might have been tricked?"

"Why do you say that?"

“If we weren’t deceived, then Sparrow’s plan went wrong. We can’t possibly be a match for that person.” Hu Ling said, as she straightened up with difficulty and glanced out the window.

When he saw the monster outside, his pupils dilated sharply, and he muttered, "Damn it! What the hell is that?"

Upon hearing this, Hippolyta also craned her neck and looked out with her only remaining eye. She also saw the Spear of the Rending King transformed into a monster. The Spear of the Rending King had become what it is now after Su Weiyu dragged them into the archives, so they had no idea what had happened in between.

In the eyes of these two men, they felt that they had entered the archives "normally," rested there for quite a while with their injuries, and when they looked outside, the once powerful guard had turned into that ghostly appearance.

“But it doesn’t seem like it will come in,” Hippolyta said softly.

"It seems so." A glimmer of hope ignited in Hu Ling's eyes.

Yes, you can survive.

This brother-sister thief will definitely survive this time!
In Hu Ling's memory, ever since they became thieves, they had experienced all sorts of perilous situations, but each time they were able to break through their limits and be favored by the goddess of fate. All the legendary invincible enemies they encountered along the way were defeated one by one by the two of them... except for the last time.

In the last battle against the divine laws, they were taught a lesson by the witch's trump card.

The man in the white vest was right. There are always people better than you, and even geniuses like them will encounter those who surpass them.

But they survived last time! That's proof of their incredible luck!

After that, they became stronger and their thinking became more mature.

This time, they encountered a similar predicament.

A far more desperate situation than the last time the Divine Law swept through the land.

This man, who calls himself the Spear of the Rending King, is far more powerful than the witch's trump card. Hu Ling can assert that the trump card and this monster's strength are not even in the same dimension. If the witch's trump card is the king among the extraordinary, the invincible gladiator who has killed hundreds of people in the Roman Colosseum, then the Spear of the Rending King is a monster like a minotaur or a werewolf.

One can at most be considered the pinnacle of human capability, while the other is a power that surpasses even human capabilities!

The battle just now made Hu Ling feel that she and Hippolyta had no chance of escaping; they were not even qualified to fight the other side on equal terms.

(End of this chapter)