It had been exactly a year since the last Ghost Stories.
However, the day before they were supposed to go to the clock tower, Mr. Black And White seemed to have something very important that needed to be dealt with immediately.
After that, he needed to personally go to the highest peak of the Holy City, the council area, to participate in relevant meetings.
Therefore, he could only write a handwritten letter and let Han Dong hand it to the Clock Maker alone.
As the door at the bottom of the clock tower opened.
After the teams that registered this month entered one after another, Han Dong quietly approached the Clock Maker standing at the door.
When he looked at the Clock Maker who wore a whirlpool mask and strange clothes, Han Dong always felt a sense of "loss," which made him feel blurred and unrestrained.
The Clock Maker stared at the crow seal that belonged to Mr. Black And White on the letter and gently waved her hand to signal Han Dong to follow.
Click, click, click …
Along with the sound of various gears turning, Han Dong and the Timekeeper were moving in the same space, continuously moving in and out of the clock tower.
It was rumored that there were 10080 different rooms in the clock tower, and they were changing irregularly all the time.
The specific structure and operation of the clock tower could only be controlled by the Clock Maker in the entire Holy City. Even if there was an invasion, it was impossible to invade the core room of the clock tower.
With the absolute protection of the clock tower, the Gate of Destiny was safe.
Click …
They arrived at the top floor of the clock tower.
The panoramic glass set up here could overlook the entire Holy City.
This was also the Clock Maker's private office.
Stepping into the white ring-shaped desk, she took off the mask.
An extremely delicate woman's face was revealed. For a moment, Han Dong could not tell whether the Clock Maker could be classified as a human or not.
After all, this face was so delicate that he could not find any flaws at all.
Through her pupils, he could see the intricately connected and rotating gears inside. It seemed that it was this kind of mechanical brain that allowed her to become one with such a responsible clock tower and understand the internal operation mode.
Han Dong was not prepared for the Clock Maker to reveal her true appearance and was a little stunned.
The Clock Maker did not care about Han Dong's gaze. She raised her hand mechanically and tucked her soft golden hair behind her ear.
She began to read Mr. Black And White's letter carefully.
It seemed that other than Han Dong's private affairs, the letter also recorded a message for the Timekeeper.
After reading the last word carefully, the Clock Creator revealed a rare smile. At the same time, it looked up at Han Dong.
"The matter of you going to the destiny realm alone will still be treated as a 'private matter'.
You are not allowed to mention this matter to anyone. After this, your record will be assigned to an ordinary team. If anyone asks, remember not to let it slip. "
"Yes."
"Wait a moment … You can go down after all the troops have entered.
Although the clock tower is under my control, the Parliament also has surveillance methods. "
"Alright."
Han Dong sat alone in a chair. The atmosphere was slightly awkward.
After all, he wasn't familiar with this person and didn't know how to start a conversation.
After a while, the Timekeeper took the initiative to ask, "Why do you want to enter alone? Didn't you manage to clear Ghost Stories perfectly as a team last time? "
"I just want to train my personal ability."
"Yes, it is indeed necessary. After all, Mr. White used to be like this as well …
If you can wake up one day earlier, you can help share some of Mr. White's burden. He has sacrificed too much for the Sacred City and humanity. "
From these words and various details, it was clear that the relationship between Mr. Black And White and the Clock Creator was not simple.
At the same time, both of them held important and irreplaceable responsibilities in the Sacred City, and it seemed that due to some restrictions, they rarely had the chance to meet.
"It's about time. You can go down through the elevator on the side … Don't waste any time. Step directly into the Door of Destiny."
"Thank you, Clock Creator."
…
After a year, Han Dong stepped into the destiny realm again with a card in his hand.
This card came from the Ghost Stories instance dungeon.
[Card of Destiny (Scepter): Grants the holder the right to peek at the 'tags'.
When an individual enters the [Video Shop] to select a destiny event, they will be able to peek at the corresponding 'tags' of the destiny event, such as' Illusion Type ',' Curse Type ', and' Monster Type '.]
After using the Card of Destiny, the layout of the video shop changed.
On the same shelf were books, VCD players, game cartridges, and discs of the same type.
The variety was more than Han Dong expected.
Of course, it was only the types.
Whenever Han Dong wanted to look at the products on the shelves in detail, he would be covered by a thick layer of fog, and he could not see the detailed description of the products.
Han Dong paused for a moment. "Hmm … there's such a small category?"
[Zombies].
Kyushu was Han Dong's home country.
Since he grew up there, he had naturally seen zombie-type movies. However, the country seemed to be cracking down on the spread of this culture.
Otherwise, Han Dong might have chosen to watch this kind of movie. After all, 'zombies' had their own unique characteristics, and he might be able to gain some benefits from watching them.
[Hell Type]
Han Dong paused again. Even if this type of work was covered by fog, he could still faintly see a type of color and appearance that could easily be 404.
Otherwise, Han Dong could also consider continuing to strengthen Togu, who specialized in taking beatings. After all, from Commander Malone's dialogue, he could see that Togu's [Purgatory Monk] identity was very special.
Investing in Togu would definitely not result in a loss.
Han Dong continued to walk in the video shop.
[Panic Type], [Deep Space Type], [Secret Room Type], [Schizophrenia Type], [Labyrinth Type]
The deeper he went into the video shop, the more niche the categories were. Even Han Dong was curious about what kind of literary works corresponded to these categories.
Unknowingly, the seemingly small video shop was gradually lengthened as Han Dong went deeper.
Finally, Han Dong arrived at the last showcase.
"Nemesis Type … what type is this?"
The corresponding literary works on the showcase were few and far between, but when Han Dong approached this type of work, his head buzzed.
"Why does the [Faceless Skull] have a slight reaction?"
Comprehensive consideration, coupled with his intuition, allowed Han Dong to make a decision within the specified time … to choose a DVD from the most unpopular category.
In Han Dong's view, movies could contain less stories than books and games. This time's single player instance shouldn't be too difficult.
When he put the DVD on the counter, the system's voice sounded.
[Do you want to select the current product, settle the bill, and assimilate the space?]
"Yes."
With Han Dong's choice, the fog on the surface of the DVD was dispelled, and the content could be seen.
[Fog] – This film was adapted from Stephen King's 1980 novella of the same name.
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