People who stay in the city for a long time will understand the fact that no matter where you are, the sound, noise, noise, noisy volume will never disappear.

Sometimes, people feel irritated by the excess artificial sounds. But after Zhikura Dongye comes here, he realizes something. The sounds of the outside world may be quite necessary for humans...

"Now, it's so quiet here."

I don’t know why the social office building is extremely quiet.

——Yes, it is full of cold and quietness. You can hear some wind blowing the treetops in the teaching building, but when you get here, even if you listen to the surroundings, you can't find anything that can make a sound.

After entering the door, he gradually slowed down and looked at the surrounding environment with vigilant eyes.

This is the first floor lobby of the company. It looks cramped and dim from the entrance. In addition, the lights in the first floor lobby are broken, so there is no need to count on lighting.

"It's okay if there is no light, this kind of brightness is not impossible to see..."

He sighed slightly and walked towards the depths of the first floor without saying a word. The hall directly leads to a long corridor, with doors on both sides of the corridor.

The rooms here are mainly provided for social office rooms for literary and artistic or scientific associations. He pushed several doors in succession and found that these social office rooms were empty. When he pushed open the sixth door, he began to mutter,

“This room is really messy…”

Zhikura Tooye's vision began to look around the house in a wide range. He found that the room was very messy, whether it was a table, chair, or bookcase, all of which were filled with various materials and books.

Even the tops of several cabinets in the room were piled with books, and the whole room seemed like a place where the library used to pile old books.

"This... seems to be the school's supernatural research club."

There was such a sign hanging on the door sign outside. He recalled seriously that it seemed that there was such a club in reality.

(Speaking of this, schools like Sakurazaka with strict school style really allow such clubs to exist)

The supernatural research society was filled with books. He checked it and murmured: "Paleontology, Sacred Geometry, Strebo's Geography, Vitruvie's Ten Books of Architecture, Kings..."

After a careful inspection, Zhicang Dongye had to admit that the Supernatural Research Society is really of a wide range of interests.

He came to one of the tables, which were piled with many professional books, mostly about books that studied folk stories and folk customs, and several books that should be old bound.

I reached out and found that it was Western books bound with yellow paper. The books looked like old books that could only be seen in the museum window.

“…These words seem to be written in German?”

Zhicang Dongye murmured, and his voice was also a little uncertain. Next, he picked up a stack of bound paper with a cover illustration similar to a copper engraving.

The words written on the yellowed paper pages are by no means English, but like German. Anyway, Hiroya Zhikura could not recognize them, but he found that there was a strange "paperweight" pressed on these papers.

"This paperweight looks like a sculpture."

He picked it up and found it was a light stone sculpture the size of a palm. The small stone sculpture had a special shape, with shallow and simple lines. It looked like a monster with wings - and the monster had no face, and its facial features seemed to be a twisted shadow, but it only cracked from the middle, revealing a cold vertical eye.

Zhicang Dongye subconsciously glanced, and just this subconscious glance, he felt a chill that kept coming from the bottom of his heart.

Without any signs, his head suddenly became heavier. His vision began to be confused. The scenery in front of him was as lacking in reality as it was projected on the smoke that filled the air.

"I……"

In an instant, his face lost its expression and turned into a lifeless face that was dull and dead.

At this moment, even his own thoughts seemed to be pulled out suddenly, as if they were being swept into a constantly rotating vortex.

The sounds, light, smells, and touch around him all turned into nothingness, his body and mind gradually disappeared, and his whole body became light, as if all the extra things were gradually dissolved.

Zhikura Tooya felt like she was rising, and everything disappeared, leaving only the desolate darkness, and above, a glowing ring.

When he rose to a certain position, the ring rotated and twisted, and the surface began to fluctuate irregularly.

Just like the scene depicting solar eclipse on TV, the other side of the ring is turning and flipping. It is not a ring, but a terrifying vertical eye is cracked from the dark darkness.

When this vertical eye appeared, Chicang Dongye's remaining consciousness and the remaining perceptions all went wrong. The brain and nervous system that received the wrong message completely collapsed, making him feel as if he was out of the matter and looked at the scene in front of him without any touch.

...

I don’t know how long this state lasted. When Zhicang Dongye came to his senses, he found that the stone sculpture in his hand had cracked at some point. It was clearly a stone statue, but it was like broken glass, cracked into many pieces.

"When did it happen? How long have I been standing here..."

He felt an indescribable weirdness, and his consciousness seemed to be missing a large piece, and the memories of his time standing here were blank.

"It seems like something happened?"

He realized something vaguely, and at this moment, the light spot in his consciousness flashed and a transparent prompt box appeared.

‘The real world, the real side of the world.’

‘In the true domain, there are ghost beasts that cannot be seen and touched by humans…’

‘The ghost beast is an ancient and mysterious existence. Two hundred years ago, a scholar from Prussia came to the island country in the east because of a strange statue. He learned from ancient classics that a ghost beast named ‘Yan’.’

‘Yan’ is one of the oldest ghost beasts. It is the desolate god of the old era. ‘Yan’ has different postures in different civilizations. However, all those who have accidentally come into contact with ‘Yan’ claim that ‘Yan’ is the guardian of the underworld. It often appears with its winged alien postures around the people who are pursuing it, and its huge vertical pupils are used to examine this, and its visit also symbolizes the death of the person involved...’

'You have felt the remaining existence of Yan and were examined by Yan. This is favored by Yan. On the other hand, this may also be a powerful curse!'

Just the next second, a burning burning sensation came from the right shoulder blade of Zhikuang Dongye.

At the same time, a series of characters turned into a message and lit up.

[You have obtained the 'Yan's scrutiny', which is a curse and a blessing. Under the scrutiny of the guardian of the underworld, you have obtained an 'evil fallen organ'...]

With the feeling of tingling pain in his right shoulder blade, his eyes flashed slightly.

At this moment, a line of red characters flashed in the next line.
Chapter completed!