Sedative

So that was it. What was that famous saying again?

Life may deceive you, but math won't.

Though the task had been fantastical, it was a victory for respecting probability.

Sitting in his seat, Fu Qian had solved the task with ease. He felt rather pleased with himself for a few seconds.

Of course, in theory, this task had been very simple.

Once he proved that every character could be force-fed sedatives, all he needed was enough Sanity Value and the simplest trial and error to complete it.

As for the Sanity Value he could have saved by succeeding on the first try, Fu Qian didn't care that much.

What interested him most was the meaning behind the task.

[Task Rating: Dream Chaser]

[As a wealthy merchant with a substantial fortune, Hajima Shiki had cultivated many interests, including an obsession with glimpsing the supernatural world.

Its murky, sinister, and often indistinguishable mix of truth and falsehood had greatly satisfied his imagination.

But one day, he began suffering from a distress he couldn't describe.

As it grew worse, he finally sought help from his psychiatrist.

Doctor Nancy gave him a thorough examination and advised him to give up his hobby. Longing for something forever beyond one's reach was the ultimate torment of both body and mind.

Hajima Shiki accepted her advice, and everything seemed to be getting better.

Until one day, while keeping an appointment and chatting pleasantly with the doctor, he suddenly heard her utter a delirious phrase that seemed strangely familiar.

Overcome with an indescribable delight, he fell asleep on the couch in the clinic and entered a fantastical dream.

In this dream, one doctor tried to save him. But a Messenger, placed at the source of evil and bound to live and die with the dream, was also