Transforming Succubus: Almost Doomsday

Or you could choose to return now, accept the high pre-dispatch value payoff, and the additional rewards from the transfer station.

But if you choose to continue the mission, the mission will be re-opened for evaluation. The final score will affect the rewards.]

For Zhou Baiyu, this problem was not a difficult choice.

Be it the pre-dispatch value or Lin's extra rewards, none could compare to the allure of the Library of Gods.

Since becoming a pioneer, Zhou Baiyu had gradually immersed himself in the role of "Jiang Xianwu."

He now had a keen interest in the history of the gods and the truths of the three worlds.

So without hesitation, Zhou Baiyu decided to continue the mission, and he was thankful that there was an option for the next step.

"It seems I won't suddenly vanish, our journey will continue."

Zhou Baiyu patted Huang Miu on the shoulder and walked ahead.

This gesture gave Huang Miu a surge of confidence.

[The Path of Absurdity has begun; please help Huang Miu review the contents of the library, and in a limited time, enable Huang Miu to grasp as much information as possible.]

[Mission success condition: Huang Miu begins reviewing books in the library.]

[Mission failure condition: Huang Miu dies.]

[Once the mission fails, death is immediate.]

A new trial has begun.

Zhou Baiyu had already made his choice, his figure swallowed by a golden light.

Soon, after the two passed through the golden gate, the gate also closed shortly thereafter.

The attendant number two watched this scene, surprisingly envious.

But it was only a brief moment, and the next second, he resumed his professional, fake smile.

Meanwhile, another conversation was taking place in the train conductor's room.

"It turns out to be such a place, it really is reminiscent of places I used to explore."

"I'll ask you again, Train Conductor, are you really sure? Heading to such a place, if the Pantheon learns of it..."

The speaker was attendant number one.

The Train Conductor lifted his head, his gaze fixed on number one:

"As long as you don't stand with the Pantheon."

Number one shook his head:

"I joined the train earlier than you, and to me the Train Conductor is someone who adheres to the principles of fair trade, and it's a good thing."

"You are a Train Conductor worth my protection."

With those words, the Train Conductor visibly relaxed.

He said:

"That's good to hear, after all, you are the most powerful rule on this train."

Attendant number one gave no response, merely nodding.

The Pantheon and other powers did not matter to him.

As long as they do not interfere with the train's operation.

The Train Conductor ensured the fairness of trade.

And attendant number one, the most powerful rule-setter on this train, ensured the train's safety.

The Train Conductor in fact had been slightly uncertain before.

He was unsure if the powerful number one would accept his challenge to the Pantheon.

The Pantheon had already begun trying to twist "the train's choice."

This felt like an insult to the trade to him.

Fortunately, the Train Conductor finally confirmed that number one, while the guardian of the train, was not the guardian of the Train Conductor...

But the train's core bandwidth matched with the Train Conductor.

So number one simply wanted to confirm once more, if he was really going ahead with this.

After receiving a firm response from the Train Conductor, number one understood.

"I will keep the secret, but if one day, the Pantheon inflicts harm on the train that I cannot prevent..."

"I might not stand by your side."

From beneath the Vortex Mask, came number one's calm voice:

"So Train Conductor, please ensure a favorable position in your confrontations with the Pantheon."

"As long as you use the right people, and are in a strong position, then my service is to you."

The meaning in his words was clear, the Train Conductor nodded, and soon, the train sped on, heading towards the next platform.

As Attendant Number One received a response from the train conductor, they prepared to turn and leave, heading to the compartment where the attendants were stationed.

The other attendants had not returned to the compartment; they were all busy with various tasks.

As they were about to leave, Number One slowly removed their mask.

"Actually, I've taken a liking to that boy too, it seems... there's a familiar aura about him."

When the vortex mask was removed, even the voice of Attendant Number One changed.

"Seeing a Mutator always feels so familiar. I wonder how Lin is doing now."

A woman's voice came through.

Behind the vortex mask, the typically polite and gentlemanly Attendant Number One turned out to be a woman.

A woman Zhou Baiyu had never met, yet somehow had a certain connection with.

...

...

The unknown world, Library of Gods.

Zhou Baiyu had seen those vast buildings through the train window, like something that only existed in human fantasies or video games—massive buildings.

For instance, gates towering a hundred meters high or mountains floating in the sky.

Upon arriving at the Library of Gods, Zhou Baiyu experienced firsthand the magnitude of such awe.

The enormous bookshelves were comparable to dams, yet the books were of normal size. One could imagine, these bookshelves reaching up to a hundred meters high and spanning several hundred meters across, just how many books they could store.

And such shelves seemed to number in the hundreds.

The bookshelves resembled the Northern Border's Wall of Desperation—itself a greatly exaggerated comparison, but the library that housed so many enormous shelves made Zhou Baiyu feel... as if he was in a city.

He felt not like someone wandering through a library, but like a grain of sand, a speck of dust, settled into the ground of the library.

This was Zhou Baiyu's impression; he felt as though he had stepped into the land of giants.

However, noticing the ordinary size of the books, Zhou Baiyu was convinced that at least the hands of the gods were the same size as his own.

Yet these gods, most likely—favored vast, colossal things.

Zhou Baiyu was astounded by such visual experiences.

Experiencing this vastness evoked a sense of how minute life truly is.

Gods really did exist once.

If not for beings such as gods, who else could have constructed such massive, extravagant libraries?

The library's decor resembled the British royal libraries Zhou Baiyu had seen.

But its immense size gave everything a distinctive style.

Huang Miu, looking up at these enormous bookshelves that even craning his neck, he could hardly see the top of, and at the even more vast ceiling that resembled a star-filled dome...

He exclaimed in amazement:

"If we were to fill this place with comics, it could probably accommodate the work of every author in the entire country, right?"

"I suddenly feel a strong desire to explore knowledge, a newfound intense interest in reading!"

"I wonder if there's anything of interest to me here! If there is, I could spend a lifetime here! Hahaha!"

Although Huang Miu's persona was put on, since he chose to adopt this type, it clearly indicated that... among the many personas, he loved this one the most.

After all, when it comes to playing the role of the old gentleman, men are likely naturally skilled.

Listening to Huang Miu's bold words, Zhou Baiyu couldn't help but think... Huang Miu really was a child who loved to learn.

But at the moment, he realized something.

"Even though we are as minute as ants in this library, we can still see that this library is extremely massive."

"Did you notice that there's an echo when you speak?"

The bold words of Huang Miu had bounced around the vast library, creating a multitude of echoes.

Huang Miu noticed as well.

"This place... it can't be just the two of us alive here, right?"

Zhou Baiyu said:

"Since we've come here, and since our paths have yet to diverge, it shows that there must be something worth exploring in this place."

"If there are no other living beings, then what's worth exploring must be the books."

"Maybe you need to find a particular book that's crucial; start by figuring out the distribution of the books in the library." Looking at the enormous shelves, Zhou Baiyu began to climb.

Due to the vast size of the shelves, and because the spacing between shelves was not very wide, Zhou Baiyu, looking upward, could not clearly discern the titles on the shelves.

He needed to understand the library's book distribution, hence he had to climb to the center of the giant bookshelf... to see the classification terms clearly.

That made Zhou Baiyu appear... like an ant climbing on a vast shelf.