Gatekeeper Of All Realms Chapter 111

Shen Ye finished his meal, moved around a bit, then began to rest.

Midnight, twelve o’clock.

Everything around him disappeared.

Shen Ye found himself sitting in a spacious office in the museum.

His classmates were all around him.

The “anomaly” was gone!

Shen Ye felt something and raised his hand to look.

Seven crimson vertical lines.

One of them gradually disappeared.

A faint light gathered and formed a line of small text:

“Six days remain until your duel with the Skinner.”

A sense of urgency welled up in Shen Ye’s heart.

—The last time someone fought the Skinner, it was Xiao Mengyu and Big Skeleton.

This time, he had to face him one-on-one.

Only six days left.

The Lord of the Underworld would definitely improve his strength.

He had to work hard too.

Ring, ring, ring—

His phone rang.

Almost everyone’s phones rang.

Fortunately, it was very spacious and empty here. Shen Ye grabbed his phone, found a corner, and answered the call.

“Hello, Mom!”

Shen Ye called out.

Zhao Xiaoshang’s voice, full of joy and tears, came from the other end:

“Son, are you okay? Did you pass the exam?”

It seemed the incident at Yunshan Port couldn’t be kept a secret anymore; even his parents knew something had happened at the exam hall.

“I passed, and I’m in intensive training now—at Xirang High School, one of the world’s top three high schools.”

Shen Ye quickly said.

There was a cheer on the other end of the line.

Shen Ye even heard the voices of his homeroom teacher, Jiang Hantao, and the principal.

Bells and drums clanged.

And firecrackers.

Shen Ye couldn’t help but cover his forehead and whispered, “Mom, why such a big commotion?”

“Hahahaha, I’m happy! Do you know, you are the first student in our school’s history to get into one of the top three high schools!” The principal’s voice came through.

Beyond the principal’s voice, a commotion could faintly be heard:

“Put it here! Put it here!”

“Everyone who wants to take a photo, line up!”

“No offerings are needed, flowers are okay, but take the fruits away—they’re not dead!”

Shen Ye heard an ominous implication and quickly asked:

“What were those people just saying?”

“Oh, we’ve just erected a bronze statue for you, right at the school gate, and many people are taking pictures with it!” The principal’s booming voice came through the receiver.

Bronze statue…

He had seen this kind of thing at universities when he was studying in his previous life.

Over time, it would be covered in bronze rust.

—The scientific name is basic copper carbonate, chemical formula Cu(OH)2CO3.

When you walk past it, you’ll see a normal human figure turn into a green human figure.

A little green man!

Glowing green!

Shen Ye’s mouth twitched, and he whispered:

“This statue isn’t necessary, is it… wouldn’t it be too grand…”

“Not at all! We’re even going to erect a stele soon!” The principal said loudly.

Shen Ye heard his homeroom teacher’s voice from a distance:

“Those few burning incense over there, don’t engage in feudal superstitions.”

Enough!

This world was even more absurd than Blue Star!

Suddenly, there was a burst of noise.

The phone seemed to have been passed to someone else.

Another stern voice sounded:

“Student Shen Ye, on behalf of the local government, I’m granting your family a suite… you will be written into our city’s development history, and we’ll need you to personally review the content and discuss it then.”

The phone changed hands.

“On behalf of local enterprises, I’m sponsoring your family with a car.”

“Bonus money…”

“Sponsoring your entire family with free sanitary pads for life…”

“Home appliances…”

“Supreme VIP gold card for foot bath city…”

“…”

A lot of talk.

Shen Ye truly didn’t expect this situation, so he could only keep expressing his gratitude, saying round after round of polite words.

“Dad, Mom, I’m going to be in intensive training here, so I won’t talk now. We’ll chat later when I’m back.”

Shen Ye said at last.

His father, Shen Shi’an’s voice finally emerged:

“Take care of yourself, don’t push yourself too hard. We’ll wait for you to come back.”

“Mm, okay.”

The call ended.

Shen Ye let out a long breath.

Just getting into this high school was nothing.

The real key was whether he could keep studying.

After all—

Each grade represents a level of strength, as well as the level of various weapons and skills.

If you don’t break through your strength within the specified time limit, you cannot advance to the next grade. You must leave the school, find employment according to your current strength, and contribute to human civilization.

The higher the grade, the stronger the strength, and the more prestigious and powerful the professions available for employment.

To keep studying is the real skill!

Shen Ye picked up his phone to check the time; there were about three minutes left.

He suddenly remembered Xiao Mengyu’s words.

“That’s right, my personal authority has increased, so perhaps I can use this opportunity to investigate that incident from back then.”

He fiddled with his phone, opened the internet, connected to a search platform, and began to search for all news related to “incidents” involving the Archaeology Association.

In an instant.

Hundreds of records popped up.

Shen Ye was a little surprised.

The Archaeology Association had so many incidents? How could this be normal?

He flipped through various accident records.

Suddenly.

A picture caught his eye.

Skinner!

That was an older news story—

About ten years ago, in the photo, he was in his prime, with a clean-shaven chin, looking shrewd and capable.

Shen Ye clicked on the link.

A black dialogue box popped up:

“Identity verification passed.”

“Caution, this is classified information. You can view it only because of your special identity authority. Do not disseminate it.”

It passed!

He could really see it!

The link was a video.

The Skinner sat in a chair, looking somewhat agitated.

“That altar must be problematic!”

“I really don’t understand why they insisted we open it!”

“—This is murder!!!”

He looked like a wounded beast.

He was tied to the chair, unable to do anything but protest loudly.

Off-screen, someone spoke:

“Your duty is to open it and reveal its secrets to us.”

“Now you’ve done it.”

“Go take a rest.”

“By the way, don’t speak for the dead—”

“You’ll be promoted soon.”

“No!” the Skinner refused cleanly, and even took out a small statue from his pocket:

“This is a replica I made. I’ve checked, and it has never appeared in history.”

“Why are you promoting it as a god from humanity’s past era?”

“There’s absolutely no basis for this!”

Shen Ye looked at the replicated statue in his hands.

To his surprise—

This statue was one Shen Ye had never seen before.

The wooden statue was lifelike, yet it depicted a human with a single horn on his head, an eye open on his forehead, a vertical pupil on each cheek, four arms, seated on countless human heads, with an expression of compassion.

—It was not the cursed sculpture of the King of Ten Thousand Fallen Demons.

Shen Ye was quite surprised.

Another gloomy voice sounded from outside the video:

“Never mind, think about your daughter; she’s suffering from illness. Go be with her.”

The Skinner stammered with difficulty, “Those who sacrificed—”

Pat.

The camera seemed to have been hit by something.

The video ended there.

Shen Ye closed his eyes slightly, then opened them, and softly said:

“Kunlun, why do you allow me to see this…?”

No response.

The truth, which he had struggled so hard to find before, was now presented before him.

Even with his increased authority—

He shouldn’t have been able to see such a secret.

Why was it willing to show him?

“Even if he was righteous back then, he has now gone too far down the wrong path and killed too many people. I will not forgive him.”

“His only outcome is death.”

Shen Ye slowly said.

No response.

Shen Ye paused, then suddenly chuckled, “So you don’t even care about his life, do you? You just want to see what I’ll do, is that it?”

An electronic voice suddenly sounded from the phone:

“The authority of the Hun Tian Gate is higher than you imagine, and the secrets of the world are deeper than you imagine. I will continue to protect humanity and never interfere with any human actions.”

“Please remember, you are qualified to know the above secrets.”

—This was Kunlun’s response!

Shen Ye was about to continue talking when the surroundings suddenly flickered.

He found himself back at the dining table.

Behind him was the courtyard.

There were hot springs, training grounds, and a bamboo forest.

The “anomaly” had once again unfolded.

A long static noise came from the phone.

The call was interrupted.

The real world was enveloped by the “anomaly.”

It seemed…

After the intensive training, he needed to investigate the Skinner’s past more thoroughly.

As Shen Ye was thinking, Big Skeleton’s voice suddenly came to his ear:

“I’ve seen that statue before.”

“You’ve seen it?” Shen Ye asked in surprise.

“That’s right, it’s an ancient deity of our undead race. I heard it fell in a divine war, and I don’t know why its statue appeared in your world,” Big Skeleton said.

An undead deity from the Nightmare World?

Appearing in the main world?

At this moment, Shen Ye was more than just surprised.

Someone had brought a foreign deity into this world and wanted it to enter the history of human civilization.

Once it entered the history of human civilization—

Shen Ye felt a chill down his spine.

Yes.

When people learn that their ancestors once worshipped a certain god in ancient times.

Their wariness would greatly dissipate.

This was a very natural thing.

Then what would happen when this deity reappeared in the human field of vision, endowed with a positive image and meaning, and then someone called for worship, reverence, and prayer?

What would happen then?

At this moment, Shen Ye had realized that behind the entire incident lay a certain terrifying truth.

In his mind, the real world and the Nightmare World originally had no connection whatsoever.

But from this moment on, he vaguely felt that the two worlds had developed some deep connection.

Shen Ye still wanted to keep thinking, but he was simply too tired.

He couldn’t even form a single thought.

Time to sleep.

He yawned, took off his clothes, got into bed, and pulled up the covers.

Almost as soon as his head touched the pillow, he closed his eyes, about to fall into a deep slumber.

The playing card vibrated.

Shen Ye frowned and threw the playing card away.

But the playing card flew straight back, landed on his face, and kept vibrating.

So tired, don’t bother me!

Shen Ye shoved the playing card under the covers, yawned, and continued to sleep.

One breath.

Two breaths.

He suddenly jumped out of bed, grabbed the playing card, and loudly said:

“Not there!”

The playing card seemed to ignore him, vibrating relentlessly.

Shen Ye clutched his head in pain, looking at the content on the playing card.

“Song Qingyun has sent a call request.”