Was it really untouchable?
The result wasn't all that surprising. In fact, at that moment, Fu Qian was once again pleased with the choice he'd made earlier.
Rather than check the calculation's result first, he'd focused on the process.
If he'd done it the other way around, he might have missed the biggest discovery of this trip.
A victory for the academic spirit.
But why was there nothing at the point of impact?
It was indeed strange, but not entirely impossible to understand.
Perhaps it was another manifestation of the unknowable: even if you calculated the answer, you could never verify whether it was correct.
And why had the first place he entered caused his Sanity Value to drop?
Simple. In that historical fallacy, the answer was no longer unknowable.
There was more than one phenomenon that supported this explanation. For instance, the ruins were full of bizarre objects that marked the point of impact. Finding it there was nothing like the difficulty of searching here.
And for the researchers there, finding the answer was practically common knowledge. The person who'd first commissioned him to find the notes was the exception.
No wonder they called it a historical fallacy. All kinds of unbelievable things were happening, and even opposing truths that should have been incompatible could coexist.
Speaking of which, he'd experienced three different versions of Etched Wisdom in this place so far.
The connections between them seemed to be growing clearer, too.
In the earliest version, the researchers had found the answer, but destruction had followed, and all the survivors had turned into Brain Jellyfish.
The second version, where he'd met the receptionist, showed the place operating under the most normal conditions. He'd played the role of a shadowy cleaner.
And in this version, everything seemed normal, yet something