Blind Spot
Chapter 236 - 222 Dark City 2

Chapter 236: 222 Dark City 2

Meow~

The striped cat glanced at him, as if it understood, and then raised its cat’s eyes, looking toward a more distant spot.

It sauntered past Li Chengyi, over to the front of another clothing store.

In a flash, it squeezed through a hole under the door of the store and disappeared inside.

Li Chengyi followed and grabbed the door of the clothing store, yanking hard.

Crack.

The whole door was ripped right off its hinges.

With his current strength of over three tons in his bare hands, such a flimsy door could not stop him.

Inside the door was a space with some dim yellow lighting, an empty hall.

The clothes that should have been hung up were all thrown into a corner, piled up.

A large open space was left in the middle.

There, a sturdy-looking black wood desk was placed, along with a dark red leather chair that could swivel.

The striped cat then leapt onto the leather chair and lay down to rest.

Li Chengyi looked around.

A clothing store with a wooden desk and chair set so incongruously in the center?

Quite peculiar.

He slowly walked closer.

The desk was long, spanning over three meters, almost two meters wide, and just the right height to reach Li Chengyi’s waist.

The corners were subtly rounded, and the surface was exceptionally smooth, like a mirror, clearly polished and buffed.

Along the side of the table was a row of drawers of varying sizes.

Arranged from top to bottom in a four-two-two layout.

The top four drawers had some landscape-engraved patterns carved into them.

Li Chengyi grabbed the striped cat and set it down on the ground next to him.

He then sat on the leather chair himself.

’Quite comfortable?’

He was surprised.

The leather of the chair did not seem like any genuine leather he knew of; it was more like some kind of synthetic material, with excellent elasticity and toughness, and even carried a faint warmth.

As if there was something heating it from underneath.

He looked down but didn’t find anything under the chair.

Meow!

The striped cat stared at him discontentedly, obviously upset about being put down.

"Crying won’t help. It’s your fault for being weak," Li Chengyi rubbed its forehead and ears, turning its two ears a bright red.

With a swift motion,

the striped cat leaped up, landing lightly on a corner of the desk, and then skillfully lay down, curling into a ball, ready to fall asleep.

’This feels practiced?’ Li Chengyi keenly noticed the detail.

On the table, there was a withered green plant in a pot, a wooden hexagonal pen holder, and a small black inkstone.

The items were scattered about, but the striped cat could precisely jump to a corner to lie down, even though there was more room elsewhere—choosing instead to curl up in a little corner.

Li Chengyi paused, then ran his hand across the table and discovered a clear wear mark right in front of him.

The polish here was slightly duller.

It looked as though someone had been working right at that spot.

’This cat...might have been kept by someone!’ Li Chengyi quickly reached a conclusion.

He bent down and began to pull open the drawers.

The sound of rasping continued.

One by one, the drawers were opened.

All were empty.

Click.

Suddenly, Li Chengyi’s movements halted.

In the second-to-last drawer on the bottom right, he found something.

A piece of white paper.

He carefully extended his hand, pinched the corner of the paper, and took it out.

The paper was stiff and brittle, having been there for who knows how long.

But what Li Chengyi was more interested in was the writing on it.

Indeed, there were rows of clear handwriting.

It was the White Star language.

He quickly took out AR glasses from his pocket, put them on, and attempted to activate the translation.

But there was no response.

"Useless at the critical moment! Looks like I’ll have to get this custom-made with special materials..." Li Chengyi frowned, took off the glasses, and pulled out his phone instead.

The phone actually powered up.

He quickly brought up the translation app and pointed it at the black writing on the white paper, taking a picture for translation.

But frustratingly, the camera displayed nothing—not the white paper, not the writing, only the surface of the desk.

Li Chengyi could only search and piece together the meanings word by word.

He felt a surge of anger and decided that once he got out, he would start learning the White Star language properly! It was too inconvenient in such unique environments.

Soon, after several minutes,

all the words on the paper were translated. As he translated word by word, Li Chengyi felt something was off.

Many words among these...were familiar to him.

Minutes later, the translation was complete.

Holding the paper, he slowly pieced together the content in his mind.

The content of the paper seemed to become the voice of a young man, speaking right by his ear.

’I’ve already stayed here too long, and the verification of that thing is coming to an end.’

’The hidden dangers in Yunshan are great; troubles that can devour one’s spirit—the Lan Meng Mountain Master definitely doesn’t intend to be a good person.’

’He deliberately left real clues to the Book of Wishes, seemingly wanting to guide people to find and touch something.’

’I can’t know his purpose, but the Crescent Moon mark on the fake book has indeed been a great help. So, I’ve decided to continue along the path he wants.’ — Lien.

"To think it was left by him..." Li Chengyi’s heart grew cold.

He had searched the Yunshan Blind Spot for so long without any clues about Lien, and it was others who found out. Here, he stumbled upon a message unexpectedly.

Was this a coincidence? Or...

Bang.

Suddenly, a series of muffled footsteps came from the street outside.

Li Chengyi quickly folded the paper and carefully slipped it into his inner pocket, then stood up and walked to the entrance to look outside.