No wonder this was Selvis's gift to the director. Things had finally become mysterious.
The office remained quiet, the light barely enough to make out the notebook's contents, yet Fu Qian had no intention of turning on the lights.
Another Abyss Notebook was locked inside the attending physician's office safe?
Even after making so many extraordinary assumptions before opening it, this was unquestionably quite a wild one.
One reason was, naturally, that it vaguely shattered the scientific atmosphere that had persisted all this time.
Though he had encountered a whole heap of absurdities since entering the mission, aside from the Well of Time that none of them consciously recognized, the problematic individuals he had encountered could still be explained as having something wrong with their heads.
The two Madam Tracys, the hairpin woman, the Black House Lady, even the Unyielding Man, and even the recorder...
All of their behavior had been increasingly abstract, but strictly speaking, nothing they had done required introducing anything supernatural. It could all remain within the scope of pathological study.
As their attending physician, Selvis truly could have been a worker with a fanatical academic obsession.
Yet the Abyss Notebook booklet in his hand inevitably sent matters sliding toward the mysterious side, as though the darkness around him had come alive.
As for the second reason, as mentioned before, the Abyss Notebook was not merely an intensely supernatural-related item—it was even an item intensely related to him.
This was no longer simply a matter of the scientific atmosphere being broken. Even the story's atmosphere had been broken.
Originally, in the story of this mission, the director should have been the protagonist connected to the Abyss Notebook, while he was merely a role-player mixed in among them.
But faced with this scene, could he really regard it