Eldritch Horror Theatre

[Automated White-Haired Dragon Form]

[Failure 3]

...

Professor Lisa's stance was clear. She hadn't spent his absence poaching his people at light speed; the group gathered here was genuinely working on something.

But that raised another question: what kind of task required the four of them to gather like this?

Prompted by this curiosity, Fu Qian naturally looked down at the item in his hands.

Although it was just text, the contents were undeniably striking.

The items laid out before everyone were clearly documents resembling medical files.

And the one Fu Qian held appeared to detail a specific experimental subject.

They had gathered various transcendent materials to endow them with entirely new properties.

Despite it being only a few short sentences, the author's fanaticism and confidence in this magnum opus were still evident.

As for the result, it was already obvious.

It was an indisputable failure, complete with a serial number.

The subsequent notes revealed that due to a prolonged lack of progress, the project's direction was deemed questionable and a waste of materials, and it had been officially abandoned.

[She should have... there must be some unnoticed flaw...]

From those final, trailing words, Fu Qian seemed to glimpse an indomitable will, along with the Academy's pioneering spirit—

"Whose is this?"

He looked up. Aside from Ji Liushuang, who was busy working, three pairs of eyes were fixed on him. Having finished reading, Fu Qian naturally voiced his curiosity.

"I don't know, but it's obviously from someone in Apocalypse."

The others remained silent, but Professor Lisa did not hesitate, frowning as she spoke.

...

She looked thoroughly disgusted. Had she forgotten she was also a member of Apocalypse?

Professor Lisa's words carried a rather pronounced emotional bias.

Catching onto this, Fu Qian nearly let slip a sigh about how those not of our kind must have different hearts, though he managed to bite his tongue through sheer willpower.

As for why she reacted this way? It wasn't strange.

Although the brief description didn't contain anything lewd, reading it gave the distinct impression that a bit too much passion had been poured into the work. It naturally brought to mind the legends surrounding dragon maidens.

Given that he was currently standing across from a Giant Serpent Maiden, her perspective on it was probably even more complicated.

"Oh? Then why is it here?"

To think such painstaking effort had been left unsigned. Fu Qian's gaze shifted to the other documents.

"These clearly weren't written by the same person. Are you holding an anonymous call for submissions?"

"It's not us..."

His words had clearly struck a nerve. Professor Lisa sighed heavily a moment later, looking thoroughly exasperated with the world.

"It was Cass. He insisted on setting this up."

...

He had just returned from his expedition and was already trying to shake things up at the Academy?

The Dean truly was dedicating himself to the cause.

Surprised to learn that this pile of manuscripts had been spearheaded directly by the top person in charge of Apocalypse, Fu Qian couldn't help but marvel at the efficiency.

Although the purpose behind it was still a bit murky.

"They all seem to be failed projects? Even if the goal is to have everyone learn from these mistakes, surely we don't need this many?"

As he spoke, his eyes didn't stop moving. He quickly skimmed through the pile and reached a conclusion.

"Because they aren't meant for them to learn from. They're for Linghui Courtyard."

Lisa remained expressionless as she casually dragged another elite faction into the conversation.

Linghui Courtyard...

Staring at the stack of documents, Fu Qian fell deep into thought. No matter how he looked at it, this was clearly Apocalypse's dirty laundry. How did it end up involving Old Man Weilong's group?

"Compensation for them?"

He quickly reached a conclusion and looked to Professor Lisa for confirmation.

...

She didn't say a word, but Professor Lisa's eyes bulged so wide they looked ready to pop out.

And she wasn't the only one so shocked.

Wen Li, Lotte... even Classmate Liushuang, who had just finished her work and walked back over, exchanged dumbfounded looks.

"You... really—why would you think that?"

When Ji Liushuang finally set down the items in her hands, the noise seemed to snap Lisa out of her daze.

When Lisa finally spoke, she looked even more exasperated.

"Is there a problem with that? Failures offer valuable experience. Besides, different people value different things."

Fu Qian gave her a questioning look, as if wondering whether she was making a mountain out of a molehill, and casually offered his reasoning.

"Linghui suffered a significant loss, but they have always valued intent over form. Compared to material compensation, they might find these crystallizations of wisdom much more appealing."

"Not to mention, since these are all failures, they can also provide emotional value."

Linghui's loss naturally referred to the chandelier.

Back when they had asked for help tracking down Master Yuhun's whereabouts, the institute's greatest treasure had been accidentally shattered.

As a special guest, Cass hadn't batted an eye before declaring that Apocalypse would foot the bill, fully displaying his bold spirit.

It turned out that wasn't an empty promise. He had produced a plan in just a few days.

As for why Professor Lisa looked so exasperated, it was simply because great minds think alike—he had guessed the truth on his very first try.

...

"Cass wants to build a Preservation Chamber to store the past failed experiments of the Academy's mentors. It will prevent contamination while also offering educational value."

Fu Qian's final point was slightly abstract, but after a moment of silence, Professor Lisa found herself unable to refute it.

Taking another deep breath, she forcefully suppressed her emotions and coldly explained the background.

"In his words, success might be accidental, but failure always has a cause. He claims this place won't just be a wall of shame; rather, it will become the very foundation upon which Apocalypse stands—"

"Well said. The Dean's vision is truly profound."

Unfortunately, her barely maintained composure crumbled instantly.

Almost the moment she finished speaking, Fu Qian couldn't help but praise Cass, expressing his heartfelt admiration for the Dean's academic integrity.

"I've often seen the relics left behind by the seniors over at the Sword Comprehension Institute. Their generous sharing of their insights is admirable... but in comparison, being willing to put your own failures on display for others to study shows a level of enlightenment that is arguably even higher."

"Given time, I have no doubt that the Preservation Chamber will become a Sacred Land on par with the Sword Pavilion."

You two...

Lisa looked at him, utterly exasperated.

"In short, Cass's compensation plan is to permanently share this 'treasure' of Apocalypse with all the members of Linghui Courtyard, free of charge, so they can study and reference it at any time."

"We were just doing a preliminary sorting... So, what do you think?" Very quickly, however, she stubbornly pulled herself together, explaining the group's actions.

"I think you could be even more thorough and open it to the entire Academy."

Fu Qian didn't hold back. After a brief moment of thought, he offered a genuine suggestion.

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