Not bad. It was already showing results.
The little face was hideous, but when Fu Qian locked eyes with the only-mouth-on-its-face Ragdoll, he felt genuinely relieved.
There was no mistaking it. This was an item belonging to a certain Night Watcher of the Second Order, and a new element had appeared in this Etched Wisdom.
Judging by A Fei's earlier feedback, even the laughter probably came from this thing. After all, it was small enough to pass for a child.
In short, they had scored a major victory right out of the gate. A Fei had helped find traces the Night Watcher had left here.
Granted, the main reason was probably that this Etched Wisdom contained more detail. If Fu Qian had knocked on every door, there was a decent chance he would have found it himself.
But on the one hand, he might not have been able to get straight to the source so efficiently. On the other, the source might not have been so lively--
"Hehe... hehehe..."
The next moment, Fu Qian heard the laughter A Fei had mentioned, too.
At the same time, the researcher who had looked up at them was wearing an exaggeratedly upturned smile.
Impressive control.
For Fu Qian, it was easy to tell that there wasn't even the slightest mismatch between sound and image. The smiling face and the laughter were perfectly in sync.
And the more perfect the synchronization, the more bizarre and unnerving it felt.
That body had completely become a marionette, like a Ragdoll pulled by strings.
It wasn't just a complete inversion of the natural order. The fluidity of its movements was so impressive that one almost wanted to praise it for the years of practice behind that minute onstage.
Whoosh--
Sadly, it seemed these days people preferred burning