Multiple Personalities

Just as Shen Jingqi was lost in thought, a slight footstep broke the night's silence. Shen Jingqi suddenly turned his head, his gaze like a piercing flame scanning the corridor.

However, all he saw was his own shadow swaying under the dim light, nothing else.

Frowning, the sense of unease in Shen Jingqi's heart grew stronger.

"Am I too sensitive?" Shen Jingqi murmured to himself, trying to convince himself. But just then, he heard the sound again—a deep, indistinct call, as if a whisper from the depths of his heart.

He followed the sound, crossing the corridor to another wing. This was a darker area, with only a few emergency lights flickering weakly. Shen Jingqi proceeded cautiously, each step filled with alertness.

Suddenly, he stopped, his gaze fixed on a tightly closed door ahead. A sign was hanging on that door.

Shen Jingqi's eyes locked onto the closed door, as if it was a barrier to an unknown world. The sign on the door was rusty, the letters blurry.

He leaned closer to the sign, squinting, trying to capture some clue from the mottled strokes. Seven characters were faintly visible, yet they seemed like illusions shrouded in mist, unfathomable. Shen Jingqi's heartbeat gradually accelerated, his fingers gently brushed over the rust, feeling the marks left by time.

However, no matter how hard he tried, those characters remained elusive, like phantoms in the fog. He felt a sense of frustration, but his curiosity and thirst for knowledge grew even stronger.

Suddenly, his gaze fixed on the first two characters of the sign. Though blurred, they conveyed a sense of familiarity between the strokes. He frowned, trying to search his memories for relevant connections. These two characters, like handwriting, each stroke full of strength and individuality, almost revealing the writer's mood and emotions.

"Mu Zi..." he whispered softly, these two characters seemed to trigger a hidden switch deep within him, a wave of inexplicable familiarity surged in his heart. He closed his eyes, attempting to establish a mystical connection with the sign. In the dark, he seemed to see those two characters flickering like stars in the night sky, guiding him toward the unknown.

[Mu Zi].

These two characters flashed, yet seemed like flowers in the mist, the moon in water, elusive.

Shen Jingqi tried hard to recall, piecing together the origins of these characters from fragments of memory.

Suddenly, a flash of insight crossed his mind.

It was the handwriting of those two characters.

This unique handwriting instantly reminded him of Li Baiyu and his father.

Does this person have countless ties with the closed door?

Shen Jingqi's heart raced again. He closed his eyes, deeply inhaled, trying to calm himself. Then, he opened his eyes again, focusing on the sign, attempting to recognize the five blurred characters behind through touch and perception.

At that moment, a wondrous force surged into his body, elevating his perception to an entirely new height. He felt as if he transcended the dimension of reality, capable of capturing information invisible to the naked eye. He opened his eyes again, his gaze as sharp as a blade, fixed upon the sign.

All around was silence, except for his heavy breathing echoing. It seemed as if countless tiny currents coursed through his body, causing him to involuntarily tremble.

"What... what is this?" Shen Jingqi gritted his teeth, hands clenched into fists, attempting to resist the sudden force. Yet his efforts seemed futile, the force grew stronger, sweeping across his body like a storm.

His perception seemed to be infinitely magnified at this moment, the entire world appearing unusually clear in his eyes. He could hear the faint chirping of insects in the distance, feel every tiny movement in the air, and even see dust dancing in the light.

Shen Jingqi took a deep breath, trying to calm his wildly beating heart. Yet, when he opened his eyes again, his gaze had become as bright as a torch, seemingly able to discern the essence of all things.

He fixed his stare on the rusty sign ahead. At this moment, with his unusually keen perception, the sign's characters gradually became clearer, as if illuminated by an invisible force.

This time, he saw more.

The seven characters gradually became clear in his eyes, as if illuminated by an invisible force.

"What... what is going on?" Shen Jingqi murmured, his voice echoed in the silent corridor, carrying a trace of incredulous shock. He rubbed his eyes again to ensure he hadn't seen wrongly. Yet, the seven characters remained vividly before him, without a hint of blur.

"Mu... Zi... Special... Research... Chamber?" Shen Jingqi read the characters on the sign word by word, his voice trembling slightly with excitement. He finally realized that the power he possessed at this moment allowed him to see information invisible to the naked eye.

He felt a wave of shock, for he had finally recognized the five blurred characters behind.

"Special... Research Chamber...", each character struck his heart like a heavy hammer.

Special Research Chamber? What secrets are hidden here? Why does it evoke such unease and curiosity?

A strong sense of excitement surged in his heart, as if he was about to uncover a long-hidden secret. He eagerly wanted to step into the closed door to explore the truth behind the "Special Research Chamber." However, just then a sudden sense of vigilance rose within him.

Shen Jingqi halted his steps, glanced around, trying to locate the source of his vigilance. Yet all remained silent, no sign of anything unusual. He frowned, a strong sense of unease welled up in his heart. He knew, though the powers he possessed were wondrous, they also meant he was about to step into an unknown domain, a world possibly fraught with danger.

He took a deep breath, attempting to calm the tumult within him.

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"This place isn't a site visible in reality. Should I even go there?"

Shen Jingqi pondered.

Yet, his body moved involuntarily toward the closed door.

Standing before the door, a chill swept over him, as if countless invisible hands pulled at his clothes.

Shen Jingqi frowned, a strong sense of resistance surged within him.

He took a deep breath then, abruptly pushed open the door.