So you finally understood?
I had long experienced the problem with the timeline.
The Harbinger's tone sank almost word by word, his expression as grave as if he were announcing heliocentrism.
But to Fu Qian, the specifics contained little that was new.
There were only two core pieces of information to extract. First, by the time the second sentence had been written, another day had already passed.
Second, the people in the sanatorium truly noticed nothing about a timeline comparable to the edge of a black hole.
"I don't understand what you mean."
Yet someone was even slower than he was. Selvis frowned at that moment, even admitting his own shortcomings.
"That is why I believe the intruder is our hope. You have been steeped in this place for too long. You have already become dull."
As though he had anticipated that reaction, the Harbinger let out a string of cold laughs and pointed at the latest two entries.
"The reason these two sentences can coexist is simple. Each was true at the moment it was written.
"Yet in the time it took to write just two sentences, an entire day passed. Have you never considered how abnormal that is?"
So he really had something else up his sleeve. He had not expected to win this round outright with a single contradiction.
As Selvis fell silent, Fu Qian's suspicions were confirmed.
That had indeed been what he meant when he asked what date it was today.
Two such sentences written together did not necessarily mean there was something wrong with the notebook.
Under certain especially extreme circumstances, they could still both be valid.
As everyone knew, even right and wrong had an expiration date.
The first time Fu Qian read the Abyss Notebook, he had already noticed a problem: