I Am Your Natural Enemy

Chapter 817

Wen Yan finished looking at the wall painting, gathered all the clues, and was then taken to meet the Sir.

He handed over the letter, and after reading it, the Sir enthusiastically led him to the study room.

In this study, there were many books left by Great Mages before, and Yang Hailong had done many things using the identity of a Great Mage.

This study was one of them, specially reserved for later generations.

Here, there are more detailed historical and background stories, and the changes over the past thirty years; this is the place with the most comprehensive records.

This Sir is akin to a historian, and the records here differ quite a bit from what's circulated outside.

Some parts are evidently embellished, and to Wen Yan, these embellishments seemed very deliberate, as if afraid others wouldn't notice.

It's like someone took the client's money, accepted the job, but was instructed by the client to alter certain parts. He was very unwilling but couldn't risk losing his livelihood, so he had to make the changes as requested.

The client asked him to embellish one or two points, and he embellished three or four, until it reached a point that, to Wen Yan, was evidently filtered to the fullest.

It became quite easy to distinguish.

In the continent's epics, in the earliest ages, before the arrival of the Church of Suffering, an Ascetic, at the end of a life filled with pain, found a true miracle.

The power of magic.

Before he passed away, he passed down the power of magic, sowing the seeds of magic.

His intention was to give future generations a seed in pursuit of miracles.

Unfortunately, it's both difficult and talent-dependent, requiring over a hundred percent effort to possibly obtain the power of a miracle.

How much better it is to have the chance to obtain a miracle through mere prayer.

The earliest Church of Pain thus emerged, unnoticeably and naturally.

With sects came differences in statuses, and those who tasted the sweetness of power could never quit, reminiscent of sweet poison.

From that moment on, the world began to distort, and now it's so deeply ingrained that it's impossible to fundamentally change, more severe than here's class solidification.

Even if there were any brave heroes, they ultimately become part of the hero-dragon cycle.

The situation is much worse than Wen Yan had seen in records and the background before coming in.

Wen Yan started feeling that, with his experiences, he could force his way through here.

But now, seeing the experiences of the previous three heroic failures, he thinks he might have been too conservative.

If he wants to clear the quest, he might have no choice but to overturn the entire world.

And to achieve this, he must clear the quest and find the core of the Server Domain.

This becomes a paradox, stuck at this point.

Wen Yan has no idea what conditions the founder laid out for clearing the quest.

Anyway, as it stands, it is quite awkward.

Wen Yan wasn't in a hurry to do anything; he just stayed there reading books and studying materials.

He spent half a year there just immersed in reading books, and the half-year was dedicated just to studying.

Then, he spent fixed daily time practicing martial arts.

The pioneering of the legs wasn't difficult, just more tedious than the hands.

More tedious was the pioneering of the torso, with progress extremely slow from inside to out.

Of course, another reason for slow progress was that Wen Yan spent very little time on martial training daily.

Most of the time, apart from resting, was spent reading books and studying materials.

He also visited the Great Mage's residence, met Yang Hailong once, who still responded according to the NPC's preset dialogue, ultimately hinting everything was about the Sir here.

Wen Yan could only use the simplest method by reading through every book here.

It took him half a year just to get a rough glimpse through them all.

He treated it like grinding through a quest, reminiscent of when playing games, grinding through a dungeon over days without proper sleep, yet managing to pull through.

Now with no time limitations, and able to rest, he wasn't afraid at all.

Yang Hailong managed to stay here for thirty years, so why couldn't he?

After half a year, Wen Yan stopped.

Because his supplies ran out.

The Scorching Sun Jade he carried ran out, and the offerings he brought from Grandma were almost all used up.

He was holding the last book, a fairly ordinary one, flipping through it.

It was just a travel journal written by a Bard, and when he reached the last page, a piece of paper slipped out.

Seeing this paper, he let out a sigh of relief.

The mission was finally completed.

Even if he had known earlier and opened this book in advance, the paper would not have been there.

Only the final book he read would contain such a critical quest item.

"...I witnessed a miracle, but I know, this is the beginning of my eternal suffering...

The Great Mage was right, our lives are like mayflies, born in the morning, dead by evening.

The only purpose of our existence is to leave behind small mayflies, endlessly repeating the process.

I wish to feel the glory of the Sun just once, they say it's as dazzling as the holy light.

I just want... to die."

Wen Yan picked up the yellowed piece of paper and turned it over, discovering a symbol on it.

He recognized this symbol; it's seen in a dungeon beneath the main city.

There was once a quest to enter the dungeon from the sewers and eliminate church traitors.

Wen Yan noted the information on the paper and recalled what the symbol represented.