367: Chapter 367 Who are you?
"What kind of question is this?"
Zhou Yan adapted quickly.
Since the Yao Lord's memory stopped here, choosing the wrong answer should still allow him to get what he wanted.
It was just that the previous questions seemed targeted at transmigrators; why were they starting to ask history questions now?
The problem was, there was simply no way to obtain this history.
Through the previous question, Zhou Yan had also guessed that these were all posed from the subjective perspective of the Azure Dragon or someone else.
As for what the answer was, who could possibly guess it?
The Yao Lord must have guessed on the last question as well, or perhaps guessed most of them, only reaching this point because his luck ran out.
Zhou Yan walked a bit closer.
"But my luck is terrible. This guy didn't even leave a wrong answer behind; with a one-in-three choice, I'll definitely mess up."
"The Second Generation Ancestor of Humanity... I wonder if my historical knowledge is sufficient."
According to the history Zhou Yan had studied himself...
The First Generation Ancestor of Humanity created the concept of the Human Race, leading them out of ignorance and toward civilization, and was thus called the Ancestor of Humanity.
Later, the Beast Race rose and contended with the Human Race.
After the final battle between the Ancestor of Humanity and the Beast God, both sides perished together. The Ancestor of Humanity died, and the Human Race became the Dominator of the continent, enjoying boundless glory.
After that, the Yao Race rose, and the Human Race was once reduced to slavery, their civilization nearly severed. However, the Second Generation Ancestor of Humanity emerged out of nowhere, leading the Human Race in campaigns everywhere, eventually establishing the Human Dao and recreating the glory of the Human Race; thus, he was called the Second Generation Ancestor of Humanity.
Zhou Yan briefly recalled this piece of history he had obtained from books.
But in the end, he shook his head.
"History is written by the victors. Setting aside whether this history of the Second Generation Ancestor of Humanity is true, even in modern history, there are no stories of the so-called Immortal Realm."
"Even the era of the Human Race Dynasties and the Two Sects is merely glossed over."
"If even recent history is like this, then heaven knows what the ancient times were like."
Zhou Yan thought for a moment but still had no clue.
"The Second Generation Ancestor of Humanity was at least the entrepreneurial type in history, and in the end, he even released those Yao and exiled them to the Monster Realm. He should be considered a merciful leader, right?"
Zhou Yan recalled leaders like Han Taizu, Shizu, Emperor Taizong of Tang, Song Taizu, and Ming Taizu.
It seemed those who founded prosperous eras amidst chaotic times all possessed great personal charisma. Even if they weren't that type, they would market themselves that way at the start.
Zhou Yan looked up at the three answers.
"If that's the case, then 'Origin is Human' should be fine."
"After all, being enslaved—a situation that sounds tragic just hearing it—heaven knows what humans went through back then."
"So as long as one still considers themselves human, they should be accepted. This sounds somewhat normal."
Thinking this, Zhou Yan intended to step into the middle door. But just then, he suddenly remembered a document he had used to kill time back then.
"Humanity."
Zhou Yan subconsciously uttered the word, then his whole body froze. The foot he was about to step out with suddenly stopped.
Then, as if possessed, he walked toward the door on the right.
As the familiar light flashed, Zhou Yan appeared once more, standing on the seventh platform.
Since coming to this place, Zhou Yan's skin had crawled several times, so he didn't find it strange anymore.
"I stumbled upon it again, all because of that casual action I took back then."
"The Truth Cult researched some things in the past and discovered 'Humanity,' which I then happened to loot from killing monsters."
"Could there really be a hidden hand pushing things behind the scenes in the shadows?"
The flowing light lit up again, but unlike the three doors before, there were more doors this time.
As the question appeared, Zhou Yan dismissed his previous thoughts.
Because the question was:
"Who are you?"
From left to right, the options were:
I am a Dragon, I am Human, I am an Immortal, I am a Demon, Other.
"Huh?"
"A Q&A session asking directly who you are? Isn't that just like asking who your father is?"
"So this place really is a 'tailored recruitment,' but was I really just lucky?"
This question, which asked directly about one's Origin, unreservedly stated: I've left these good things for a specific person; everyone else, stay away.
But Zhou Yan also felt this wasn't simple. If Yu Kou felt he needed to come, then Yu Kou must believe he was the Reincarnation of an immortal.
That's right, Zhou Yan also remembered his own 'setting' at this moment.
In the eyes of outsiders, he was still an immortal.
"Could it be... it seems it really is!"
Zhou Yan integrated the previous information and realized that if he really were the Reincarnation of an immortal, then regardless of whether the Azure Dragon was a transmigrator, he should at least know of or have heard of the Azure Dragon.
If he could have heard of the Azure Dragon, then hearing of or even meeting the Ancestor of Humanity was not impossible.
Especially since, in the eyes of others, he was the Azure Dragon himself.
"So, did Yu Kou send me here for this?"
"So the hand pushing me has always been Yu Kou? It's just that my luck is okay, and with my cheats, I automatically filled in what was needed?"
"Then should I choose Immortal or Dragon?"
This whole journey had left Zhou Yan in a fog, forcing him to take in too much information at once.
First, he discovered a possible fellow transmigrator, then he found he might be being played, and finally, he found he might not be played at all, but it was just a coincidence.
But... Zhou Yan wiped his face and walked directly into the rightmost door.
"Whatever, I'm not playing anymore."
Zhou Yan knew that choosing Immortal might be what Yu Kou hoped for, or perhaps one of the reasons he came. But Zhou Yan didn't take it; he was going to choose 'Other.'
No other reason, just pure rebellion.
However, Zhou Yan didn't notice that after he walked into the 'Other' option...
The original five doors became three, and even the platform returned to its normal size.
What were missing were precisely the 'Dragon' on the far left and 'Other' on the far right.
When the white light dissipated, Zhou Yan found himself back at the starting point, before that mirror. And now, the mirror in front of him was useless, appearing to have become an ordinary mirror.
Zhou Yan felt around his person and found a bag in his robes.
Zhou Yan opened it and saw the bag was filled with a pile of silver ingots and two gold ingots.
Realizing this was what he needed, Zhou Yan's hands didn't stop.
He then pulled out a smaller cloth pouch from his robes.
He tried it but couldn't open it, though he smelled the scent of medicine.
"What is this?"
"My reward for reaching the seventh floor?"
"By the way, was I kicked out because I chose wrong?"
Meanwhile, at the entrance of the Secret Realm.
Long Tianxing suddenly appeared before a fountain. He felt his robes and pulled out a glittering golden token. Holding that token, he felt very strange.
"Then what was that just now?"
Long Tianxing had originally been teleported near the exit of the maze, and at the same time, he had obtained a feather carved from jade in his hand.
After the feather was in his hand, he understood the rules and knew this feather was an item that could teleport him directly to the main gate.
However, it was a one-time use and could only be used here.
Long Tianxing also understood the purpose of this reward; it was meant to make him go back and collect items, allowing him to stay one step ahead at every turn.
But he wasn't here to win, so he ignored it completely and used the feather to teleport directly to the main gate.
But upon reaching the gate, the giant bronze doors didn't open. Bored, he could only wander around the vicinity of the gate.
This place seemed to be a man-made leisure area with some chairs and tables.
So Long Tianxing first sat on a chair for a while, then lay on a table for a while.
Realizing still no one was coming and the gate remained closed, Long Tianxing grew a bit irritable.
So he continued to explore the surroundings and soon found a fountain. He was about to take a closer look at the fountain when, as soon as he approached, he arrived at a platform.
There was also a bunch of light doors nearby.
He ignored these fancy things and walked toward the stairs on the side.
As a result, Long Tianxing stepped into thin air and fell down.
Relying on holding onto the edge for a long time, he finally managed to climb back up.
So Long Tianxing stopped wandering aimlessly and began to examine the lights in front of him.
Only then did he realize these were actually questions. He couldn't understand a single one of these characters, but he had a feeling of déjà vu, as if from a dream.
So, relying on his own deductions of these characters, he began to walk.
He first recognized the character for 'East.'
Since this place was the East, he chose East.
At the second platform, he felt nothing for any of the characters and just picked one at random to enter.
It was the same for the third and fourth platforms.
Until he reached the fifth platform.
He originally didn't recognize a single character, but he suddenly recognized a term.
That term seemed to be 'Jade Pool.' Because it was the only characters he recognized, Long Tianxing chose it and then arrived at the sixth platform.
After he picked a door at random, he suddenly returned to the front of the fountain with a token in his hand.
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