Lighthouse? Still shining?
So it’s indeed a metaphor, this resonance across time is quite something.
The Doorkeeper still seems to speak cryptically, but with that familiar shape, some things have once again been confirmed for Fu Qian.
If Moore’s arrangement, that is, the lighthouse on the Wise Dead’s eye, is really related to these people, then what is the purpose?
This was a question proposed from before, and the opinion at the time was that it belonged to someone who found this place first, then went back to set it up.
Rather than the intelligence from the Academy, using that as a clue to find here.
Honestly, it does go against intuition to some extent, but the victory of this logic seems to be recognized at this moment.
If it was set up later, then it must make sense for the normal operation of this place.
And the Doorkeeper just agreed with my statement, honestly admitting that the individual here cannot determine if they are a shadow or not.
Then facing this deliberately thrown paradoxical problem, he lets me receive the lighthouse’s guidance here, confidently solving it.
In summary, is the lighthouse used to help confirm one’s own state? To see if one has quietly become a shadow without knowing it?
"Stand on the prism."
While thoughts raced, the Doorkeeper’s prompt came further, indeed requiring standing on that pattern.
"What, are you scared?"
And eagerly urged.
The Prism? The name sure is similarly insightful.
This anxious emotion has never been effective against Expert Fu.
Fu Qian indicated that at that moment, he even found another academic worker’s resonance.
Back when exploring Moore, it was finally by drawing on the usage of the Starry Prism, the result was that these people named that eye the Prism as well.
"Not bad, the name is quite apt."
Without continuing to test the audience’s patience, Fu Qian already directly stood on it.
Even specially adjusted his position, facing the distant Moore.
The night was still deep, even the stars above seemed less lively.
In this unusual chaos, a ray of light shining would undoubtedly feel quite good.
Only when one stands amid the vastness, can the value of guidance be truly known.
...
The air was quieter than the lake surface.
Always with strong immersion, Professor Fu, at that moment, seemed to transform back into a knowledge seeker from years ago, pausing briefly in an unknowable impasse, reflecting upon oneself.
This temperament matched the environment so well, naturally formed, that it made people reluctant to speak out and disturb.
Of course, the audience not only because of this, everyone is so busy, appreciating the temperament is one thing, how could they forget what they were originally preparing to do.
And precisely because of this, the silence becomes more suffocating, all holding their breath, waiting without turning their eyes away.
Whenever it comes to testing lung capacity, time always seems particularly slow.
Fu Qian even remained silent when he shouldn’t, standing there like a statue, adding extra pressure to the audience.
"What’s going on?"
Finally, at a certain moment, someone couldn’t take it anymore, and a low roar filled with disbelief was heard.
Nearly a minute had passed, and that figure facing away from this side remained companioned only by starlight.
Much like the Long Night a thousand years ago.
...
What’s going on, indeed a good question.
So even like those on Moore’s side, seeing the lighthouse isn’t a good thing.
Quite has a feeling of being abandoned by the light, but at that moment for Fu Qian, the entire event became clearer.
The verification method proposed by researchers is actually very unfriendly to impersonators like myself.
After all, there is a fundamental issue not even clarified here, that is, if fallen into a shadow state, when should one see the lighthouse or not see the lighthouse if standing here?
Besides knowing what the tower is for, even this core design wasn’t understood, resulting in being almost completely like a lamb to the slaughter, making deceit difficult to execute.
Fortunately, through investigations and analysis, the principle is somewhat known—
The lighthouse only exists in the storm-ridden Moore, only those whose life-and-death balance is broken can possibly enter and interact with Moore from reality.
If you think about it, isn’t this quite like the Inverted Lake before your eyes?
The last time I came here there was nothing, and this time there is already such a large structure.
Theoretically, it’s a switch between two opposing states.
So for Fu Qian, as early as before standing on that eye, he almost understood how the lighthouse guides the lost.