An ancient city that does not exist in the perception of ordinary people, the former headquarters of the Overwatch Society.
This ancient city with a history of thousands of years is not hidden in the depths of an inaccessible dense forest, nor is it set up in an unexplored forbidden zone under the sea.
The clue is in it's name, Castle in the Sky.
This city that floats above the sky is the oldest and most mysterious floating city in existence.
It is mysterious because of its appearance.
No one knows how such a miraculous city was born in such an era.
However, ancient does not mean powerful.
Over the millennias of technological change, the Overwatch City has long lost its strategic value.
Now it has more of a symbolic meaning, as it is regarded as a major proof of the human persistence.
Time will always get old, but the glory will last forever.
At this moment, on the top floor of the floating castle, there are two figures standing by the window of the central tower.
One of them was tall, hiding his whole body under a pitch-black cloak, and the other was an old man that lowered his head respectfully, and whispered to the other party.
"Your Excellency, Star Gazer, the 'Observed' project is continuing, and everything is going well."
His voice was old, but he sounded full of energy, without any signs of fatigue.
"All the observed people have passed the seventh observation and entered a short rest period."
"After such a long period of monitoring, the scope has shrunk again, and the observed people has reduced from 19 to 15, and the corresponding information has been handed over for analysis."
The other person stood in front of the window and did not respond until the report was finished, he nodded and asked softly,
"Are there any interesting ones this time?"
He didn't put his hands behind his back to appear majestic, but his every move and gesture directly affected the atmosphere in the room.
"Yes, No. 3, No. 6, No. 17, and No. 99 are still stable. No. 2 and No. 9 are the most prominent in this period of observation."
"The bus No. 2 was on lost control and fell off a cliff. Of the 92 people in the bus, including the staff, only he survived."
"Number 9 entered the ranks of special observation for the first time, and he successfully prevented a blood sacrifice in isolation without external help."
The stargazer's eyebrows hidden under the hood were slightly raised, as he voiced his confusion.
"Huh? How is that special?"
To him, compared with No. 2, who encountered the bus accident and survived alone, No. 9's deeds sound a little... plain?
The tall old man was not surprised by this, and explained.
"Yes, Your Excellency, the situation of No. 9 is a little special. He is not a member of other organizations, but a reserve operator of the command line."
"His observation this time was not what we arranged, but it was an emergency, and there happened to be a group of cultists who were holding a blood sacrifice at the place of the regular assessment."
"Unable to contact the outside world, the strength and number of cultists were unknown, and the blood sacrifice could start at any time."
"Faced with such a difficult situation, he did not choose to evacuate after discovering the clues of the blood sacrifice, but continued to investigate after leaving the guides and suicide note."
"And he succeeded."
"Not only did he stop the ceremony, he also managed to kill a first-level succubus."
Even the old man couldn't help but admire when he heard the report for the first time, not because of No. 9's record, but because of his choice at the time.
It is easier to think than to do, and there are still too few people who can truly practice the idea of sacrifice.
But the stargazer didn't pay too much attention to his explanation. He nodded slightly and continued looking at the sea of clouds, as if there was some secret hidden in them.
"In addition, we found out that the altar left by the cultists there seems to have been modified, and it was pointing to a different honorary name, but it was impossible to figure out which incarnation it pointed to."
After a pause, the old man looked at the figure in front of him looking down at the sea of clouds.
He hesitated to speak.
The stargazer who hid his figure in a large robe did not look back, his eyes kept staring at the ever-changing sea of clouds, but he said softly,
"If you have any questions, just speak up."
"Your Excellency, this situation has different this is the first time it has appeared, do we really not need to increase our monitoring efforts? Over the years, the number of people being bewitched has gradually increased, once..."
But before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by a chuckle from the stargazer.
"Impossible, if the gods could be awakened so easily, they would have awakened a long time ago, so why would they wait until now."
"Don't forget their pets, even if some of them have abandoned their previous ideas, the rest But those who never give up waking up their masters."
"Thousands of years of waiting and disappointment have not crushed their beliefs, hehe, they are indeed the most loyal dogs."
"What if it succeeds?"
"Even if the ceremony is successful, it won't be the gods who they get in touch with, maybe it would be some bored high-ranking existence, who knows... Cough cough."
As if talking too much, the stargazer suddenly coughed at the end, and the violent coughing sound was particularly harsh in the room where the needles could be heard.
But even though there was blood slipping from the corner of his mouth, those eyes did not waver in the slightest.
The old man behind him raised his head and looked up, but he didn't speak a word of admonishment. Instead, he said,
The old man just bowed his head and saluted the seemingly eternal back, and disappeared into the room without a sound.
The room became silent, only the stargazer's inaudible breathing proved that there was still one person here.
After a long time, a fluctuation flashed in the stargazer's eyes, his eyes seemed to penetrate the clouds under his feet, and he whispered to himself,
"Before we find him, we are all dead."
"Where are you, 'Prophet' who can save everything?"
···
'Who am I?
Where am I?
What's for dinner tonight?'
Staring blankly at the pure white ceiling, Ning Feng was in a daze for a long time before recovering, and slowly sitting up from the bed.
He felt like he had a long nightmare.
Ning Feng finally let go of his hanging heart after touching himself from top to bottom.
'I am in perfect condition, nothing is missing anywhere, and in some places it's a little longer...'
Pheeew!——
He let out a long sigh of relief
"So it turned out to be a nightmare."
'A succubus and a sweet voiced a cat girl, but in the end there are no hot X-rated scenes, tsk'
'What else could it be besides nightmare?'
"What a weird dream, I finally seemed to be myself in the fire."
The last memory in the dream was a little fuzzy, Ning Feng only remembered that he saw some liquid black cat that came out of the alter.
But this is not a problem, after all, the content of dreams is always absurd and illogical.
"However, where is this ward?"
Getting off the bed and walking to the door, Ning Feng wanted to see what the outside of the room looked like, so he pulled the doorknob...
Kaka!——
The smile on his face froze, Ning Feng suddenly turned his head to look behind him, for fear of seeing some black cat appearing there again.
Ha!——
He sighed out in relief.
'Wait! Since I don't want to see it, why should I look back?'
Before Ning Feng could figure out the logic, a voice suddenly sounded in the room.
(To be continued...)