So it was connected to her, too?
Fu Qian pictured Media's face, and the coincidence felt increasingly eerie.
Of course, even if they really were the same person, it wouldn't be all that unreasonable.
After all, Edral had also appeared in this world as a student. And it seemed he'd spent quite some time here, carefully following the mission along the way.
Given Media's open-hearted nature, it wouldn't be surprising if the two of them had gotten involved.
This trip felt like it had yielded a lot, but none of it seemed useful!
Fu Qian closed the notebook and rubbed his temples.
What Edral had left behind confirmed his suspicions, which was undoubtedly a major discovery.
At the same time, it was clear that Edral hadn't found a way out, and in some respects he hadn't even gotten as far as Fu Qian had.
It seemed like nothing more than a cautionary example.
At least he'd confirmed one thing: following the mission prompts all the way through really did lead nowhere.
It felt like being trapped in a steel barrel. This place was practically designed to trap and kill people. It certainly lived up to the name Furnace.
Considering the strange events at the start of the mission, it was obvious that something was wrong with 1-005.
It wasn't simply a glitch. It had sent him here to be cremated.
Brother Edral had met the same fate.
Shaking his head, Fu Qian turned around and walked out.
If he couldn't find a way to survive, then he'd look into how his predecessor had died.
He'd learn from history, then go meet Media, the person at the center of it all.
Ding-dong!
Standing in the small courtyard, Fu Qian rang the doorbell and waited patiently.
He hadn't taken Media home