"Name?" The girl seemed momentarily taken aback. She shook her head and said, "I don’t have a name. Everyone calls me 'Hei Ni.' You can just call me 'Hei Ni' too..."
Such a casual name...
Who exactly is this 'everyone' she mentioned?
After confirming that the little Hei was not an extraordinary being and posed no danger, Shaer turned her gaze to the outside of the house.
There was a heavy presence of fear outside, buzzing in Shaer's mind and making her feel restless.
The silver needle of the silver dial in her right eye slowly turned, and the potion of the "Judger" within her quickly faded away, replaced by the "Knight," which had little effect on her but enhanced her strength and defense.
In an instant, Shaer felt her mind clear significantly.
She looked down at her hands, a flicker of confusion crossing her eyes.
Her clothes hadn’t changed, her body hadn’t changed, and the burn on her right hand still existed... Wasn’t this a save point?
No, it definitely was a save ability, but in the Old Days, it seemed she didn’t need to spend points through the system to summon a save; she could just switch directly... However, the trade-off was that her "status" would no longer refresh.
From the perspective of conserving destiny points to enhance combat power, this was indeed a good thing... But the inability to refresh her status meant she could no longer have a save point to fall back on before her destiny points ran out. It was hard to say which was better or worse.
And outside...
Shaer looked out again.
The oppressive, pitch-black night sky made everything outside appear particularly eerie, with almost no light source illuminating the surroundings, leaving visibility minimal.
In fact, the only source of light inside the house was the pale green candle that had fallen to the ground.
In this darkness, even with Shaer activating her "Precognitive Vision," she couldn’t see anything beyond the reach of the light.
This was definitely not the world she was used to... at least not the era Shaer was familiar with. There were no stars or moon here, only an endless night.
"Uu... uu..."
The sound of sobbing drew Shaer’s attention.
It was the girl who had been grabbed by that monster.
Her arms had been completely broken, and the exposed bone was visible at the shoulder and elbow joints, blood seeping continuously from her wounds.
Now, she was struggling to move her body, crawling toward the door, seemingly trying to escape. This girl was also covered in injuries.
"'Flower' sister, it’s dangerous outside..." Little Hei seemed to notice the girl's movements and quickly spoke to her.
After the warning, she seemed to realize her disrespect toward the red-haired girl and promptly shut her mouth, lowering her head again.
Listening to Hei Ni's words, Shaer instinctively turned and walked toward the girl still crawling toward the exit, positioning herself in front of her. She knelt down and said softly, "It’s okay, you don’t need to run..."
Shaer’s approach had already quickened the girl’s movements. Even as Shaer knelt before her, she desperately kept her head down, avoiding eye contact. But when Shaer spoke those gentle words, a warm force seemed to compel her to slowly lift her gaze toward Shaer.
When she saw Shaer, she froze.
It was true; she had never seen such a clean and beautiful girl before... More importantly, this summoned being was... human?
Not the kind of "gods" that would drive one to madness with just a glance...
While the girl was still in a daze, Shaer’s brow began to furrow.
She slowly stood up, the hour hand in her eyes turning again. The "Knight" potion quickly dissipated, and the "Detective" potion flowed quietly within her.
The "Knight" potion wasn’t without effect on her... It had enhanced Shaer’s "virtue," making her more inclined to feel sympathy and compassion for the weak, urging her to help others...
It was only just now that Shaer realized this, prompting her to swiftly cut off the "Knight" potion.
In this dangerous world, where the situation was still unclear, sympathy and compassion would only lead to a quicker demise; a saintly heart was absolutely not an option.
Shaer stood up, calmly contemplating as she walked toward Hei Ni, who remained calm and had shown no fear from the beginning.
"Did you summon me?" Shaer asked Hei Ni, her tone steady.
"Yes, yes, Lord Binder of Time," Hei Ni nodded repeatedly, extending her tightly clenched hands, slowly opening them to reveal a silver rune engraved on a stone.
Is this the altar? This symbol...
Shaer looked at the silver symbol pointing at her, similar to her "Omniscient" ability, a sense of déjà vu flashing through her mind.
It was much like her previous deductions; this altar was like an enhanced version of the "Omniscient"...
Moreover, what puzzled Shaer the most was Hei Ni’s title for her.
"Where did you get this?" Shaer asked the girl in front of her. "How did you know the summoning method, and where did you hear the name 'Binder of Time'...?"
Shaer’s questions left the girl momentarily speechless. After a long pause, she finally began to answer.
Listening to her response, Shaer began to understand how the system worked.
Originally, the girl had simply found a stone with runes on it, which had always seemed like an ordinary stone to her. She had a fondness for collecting such things and had kept them all.
But one day, she suddenly heard some calls in her dreams. When she woke up, she groggily remembered the incantation from her dream, realizing that the silver rune was something that could summon a "deity."
This secret had been kept in Hei Ni’s heart until a year later, when the divine servants came to capture sacrifices. Not wanting to see the "Flower" taken away, Hei Ni, who had been hiding in the wardrobe, recited the incantation...
Then, Shaer responded to her call and arrived here.
A year, huh...
Doubt filled Shaer’s mind.
From the moment she unlocked the Old Days to feeling the call, only a few minutes had passed, but it had already been a year since Hei Ni obtained that rune.
It was very likely that the flow of time in the Old Days was not consistent with that of reality.
Next, Shaer asked about where they were and about that monster, but the girl’s answers were vague, indicating her limited understanding of these matters.
She only knew that the deity they worshiped required living blood sacrifices at intervals, and the divine servants would come to capture people—this timing was uncertain; sometimes they would come just hours after a capture, while other times, a long time would pass...
A deity...?
Shaer looked at the so-called divine servant on the ground.
It indeed possessed extraordinary abilities, but in terms of reality, its power was only equivalent to Level 1...
Moreover, even after its death, it had not produced any extraordinary materials, completely overturning Shaer’s basic understanding of extraordinary beings.
Also, perhaps due to the speed of the kill, Shaer didn’t even know what its abilities were, uncertain if they were known pathway abilities.
Can a Level 1 being be a divine servant...? Then what exactly is this so-called deity?
Strange, too strange.
Shaer had prepared herself for a world where transcendent beings were everywhere and extraordinary beings were as common as dogs, but the reality seemed to differ from her expectations.
Could it be that the system specifically chose a slightly simpler starting point for her?
Perhaps that was the only explanation.
"This... do I need to return it to you?" Hei Ni cautiously looked up at Shaer, respectfully asking.
"You can keep it," Shaer shook her head.
Taking this rune wouldn’t be useful for her. This girl should be considered her believer; she needed to hold onto the "altar" to summon her. Until more believers were developed, this "altar" could only be held by the girl.
Shaer needed to figure out where she was and understand the strength of that deity... After all, she had just killed one of its so-called "divine servants."
"Ex... Exalted One..."
At that moment, the girl referred to as "Flower Sister," who had been thinking of escaping, had managed to lean against the wall and shakily stand up.
Shaer looked at her, waiting for her words.