Chapter 351 The record itself is meaning

"Can anyone understand what people live for?"

Perhaps the ancient sages could give the answer, but the history of the empire is divided into generations, and many historical books have long been lost in the endless wars. Future generations have no way of knowing what answers their predecessors gave to this question.

In addition to Anzem, other people have committed suicide in apartment buildings, mostly because of similar problems.

I can't figure it out...or maybe I've lost the ability to think about these issues.

For me, [recording] itself is meaningful.

And [recording] is the meaning of my existence."

Chen Yan looked at this record and thought, Anzem is called "Hymn" in Imperial language, and Anzem is also an artificial creature.

This shows that Anzem and Psalm 13, who is currently on his desk in his bedroom, are actually the same thing - both are bionic humans created by the Psalm Group.

So, is Anzem the previous model of Anthem 13?

If so, which generation of Anthem is Anzem?

Chen Yan couldn't get the answer to this question at all.

So he continued to look down.

"February 13th in the Ice Year."

It has been some time since those students from Miskatonic University came to the apartment to cause trouble.

During this time, I found new tenants and camouflaged the attic to a certain extent - I sunk part of the entire apartment so that the presence of the attic was not obvious from the outside.

But in this way, the apartment has an extra basement.

Maybe the basement can also be rented out?》

"During this time, those troublemaking students came back and brought a group of people - they moved away the [crack leading to the world of brass pipes] that was originally opened by Anzem.

(After Anzem's death, the people who came to recover the body from the Chorus did not take it away. Maybe the Choir was not interested in it?)

And their method of opening the cracks... is really bizarre.

I never knew that space passages like cracks could be transported by themselves.

They must have moved the [Gap to the World of Brass Pipes] to Miskatonic University, because that way, they can explore the world of brass pipes more conveniently.

Wish them good luck.

They moved that thing away, and I felt a lot more relaxed. I have always been afraid of the existence of that thing, and I don’t know where it came from, but it seems to have always been there——

[The gap leading to the world of brass pipes] has been in the attic of the apartment, but I don't know how that thing appeared.

It's really strange. Wasn't I born with the apartment? Why is there something in the apartment that I don't know about?

I don't remember it, and there is no relevant information in my notes.

I can't record everything, the truth will always be lost to some extent.

Maybe I have written it down, but while I was sleeping, those relevant records were eaten by mice or something like that, maybe.

In the imperial lands, little things like rats have evolved the habit of "hibernation". After spending a long six months in the sewers and other safe corners of the winter, they will wake up from hibernation and look for food everywhere.

.

And I usually don't chase them away because they are one of my few playmates.

I heard a conversation among researchers at UM:

The space in the attic is weaker than other places - the gap between the space in the attic and the [second world] is weaker than other spaces in the normal [real world] - this is the reason

One of the reasons why Anzem can blast open space to form rifts.

Their explanation was different from what Chen Yan and others had speculated:

Chen Yan and the students originally surmised that [the current world] is the first level of the world, the narrow room where the [Attic] is located is the 1.5th level of the world, and the [Brass Pipe World] is the second level of the world.

In the oral accounts of these researchers, there is no such term as "layer 1.5 world".

They regard [Attic] and [This World] as the same world level.

In their view, although [Attic] is located deeper in the world, it is still part of [the present world], and no major changes in the underlying rules have occurred.

The underlying rules in the world of [Brass Pipes] are completely different from [the real world].

Um……

I actually somewhat agree with what they said.

Although I don't know whether their statement is correct or not.

They removed [the gap to the world of brass pipes] and repaired the broken space.

The repair agent is the retina of a small reptile monster.

The process of obtaining the retina is rather bloody, so I won’t talk about it.

After obtaining the retina, they dropped a pungent-smelling green liquid onto the retina, and the retina spread out on its own. From a small piece the size of a fingernail, it quickly became the size of a single bed sheet.

They blocked [the gap leading to the world of brass pipes] with the stretched retina, and repaired it with an invisible needle and thread.

According to them, this space has been [repaired] and [reinforced], and ordinary extraordinary means cannot open it again.

I breathed a sigh of relief again.》

Chen Yan quickly scanned the notes on the following dates and found that most of them were very ordinary records, how many tenants came, how much money he made...such insignificant things.

The few things he wanted to know most: [Where does the chimney lead to?], [What was the basement used for later?], [Clues about the identity of Chen Yan]...

Not at all.

And he could clearly see that these things were deliberately concealed by the "spirit" - obviously, every time he reached a key recording point, the notes were cut off.

"damn it……"

Chen Yan looked away from his notes. As soon as he was distracted, the thick fog around him immediately receded like an ebbing tide, and Ogami appeared next to him again.

Ogami looked at Chen Yan's blank eyes and thought:

"Ah...is it the same situation as before?"

Chen Yan regained his composure and frowned:

"Yes, and...why do I feel that the intensity of the thick fog coming and going this time is much less than the last time?"

He said to Ogami:

"I had a feeling that the spirit wanted to communicate with me."

Ogami warned:

"Communicating with unknown beings is a dangerous thing."

Chen Yan replied:

"It has the information I want... very important information."

Ogami nodded:

"Then there's no way."

He solemnly said:

"Jun Yan, please always remember that when your body is occupied, I will be your guide."

Chen Yan smiled bitterly and said:

"I originally thought your decision was quite shocking, but after experiencing so many things, I also feel that if my body is occupied by other things, it would be better for you to just chop me off."

Ogami nodded in agreement.

Chen Yan calmed down and looked at the notes on the table again.

This time, he did not focus on the chaotic strokes. Instead, he picked up the miscellaneous pens on the table, found the note paper marked with the latest date, and wrote in the margin:

"How can you tell me the key information?"

The next moment, part of the chaotic strokes were fragmented and reconstructed under the sentence he wrote——

"I would like to ask you to help me with the next recording."

This method of communication really works!

Chen Yan was thoughtful:

Since the spirit now chooses to communicate in this way, it means that it is probably very weak - at least it can no longer speak like when it communicated with Anzem before.

Chen Yan thought for a while and did not dare to make a promise directly to it, because he felt that when he wrote on the paper, it felt like he was writing a letter of commitment... or something like a contract.

Many things in the extraordinary worldview are "symbols". If the sentences he wrote really became a "contract" between him and the spirit, that would be really troublesome.

Therefore, after careful consideration, Chen Yan wrote:

"What to record? How long?"

The line segments on the paper are constantly reorganized:
To be continued...