[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-the-ring-of-fate":3,"chapter-the-ring-of-fate-the-ring-of-fate-chapter-947":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","The Ring of Fate",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2298916,4496,"Chapter 947: A New","the-ring-of-fate-chapter-947",947,"\u003Cp>After a while, Jianna also arrived at Room 1502 by climbing through the window and saw Rosan restrained by three methods.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Did the invading monster get driven off again?” Franca asked with concern.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jianna hummed in affirmation:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It should attack once more just before dawn.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She then summarized the key points Rosan had told her after Franca left that space.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Upon hearing that becoming a “Shaman” would cause one’s spirit to sense other realms and higher worlds, thereby attracting various strange creatures, Franca muttered under her breath:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What kind of extraterrestrial demon is this…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jianna understood every word Franca said but not their specific meaning; yet she was long accustomed to Franca’s occasional bursts of strange terminology, especially since arriving in the Dream City, so she did not press for clarification and continued recounting the intelligence she had extracted from Rosan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As soon as she finished speaking, the doorbell rang.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jianna walked to the outside of the bedroom and, out of caution, stayed away from the door; she pulled out a mirror, allowing the scene outside the peephole to appear before her eyes after two reflections.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was Anthony and Ludwig, whose head alone appeared in the frame.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jianna then opened the door, pointed toward the bedroom, and whispered:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The patient is inside.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Anthony had driven himself to Dechu Garden—he had, after several days of observation, learned to drive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, he “persuaded” the patrol property staff to help him park and swipe his card, pressing the button for the 15th floor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Anthony approached the bedroom, Ludwig’s gaze fell upon the drawings Rosan had made.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Can I… eat them?” he licked his lips, gazing at Jianna with longing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jianna hadn’t seen the child in days; seeing he was unchanged, warmth stirred in her heart, and she smiled gently:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“These are just drawings.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But they represent something real.” On matters of eating, Ludwig was always mature.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jianna thought for two seconds and said:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Alright.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She believed these drawings had been made by Rosan before, and Rosan’s state at that time was unknown—she might have left hidden contamination or clues on them. If Anthony later succeeded in improving Rosan’s condition, only for the patient to be triggered again by seeing her own past drawings, it would waste all of Anthony’s efforts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ludwig cheered upon receiving permission, crumpled up the unframed drawings, and shoved them into his mouth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Does eating these give you different traits or abilities?” Jianna asked curiously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ludwig mumbled his reply:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You can temporarily gain them, but the effects don’t last long, and right now there’s no one to fight.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Eating these mainly raises my spiritual upper limit…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jianna nodded with understanding, then, watching Ludwig devouring the drawings with his back turned, asked lightly:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“How have you been learning these past few days?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ludwig’s silhouette froze for a second.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside the bedroom.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Anthony had learned the full situation from Franca, lit a candle, and dripped in pure essence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After completing all preparations, he signaled Franca to retract the “Cold Blade.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Franca, having held the nearly invisible triangular dagger for too long, had lost much of her body heat; her lips were pale. At his signal, she quickly returned the weapon to the “Traveler’s Satchel.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, she was still far from becoming a revenant; the negative effects of the “Cold Blade” were suppressed to Sequence 7 within the dream.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the “Cold Blade” was withdrawn, Rosan’s eyeballs twitched beneath her eyelids, then slowly opened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She immediately remembered her ordeal; her expression twisted rapidly, becoming grotesque.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then she saw a pair of deep brown eyes, like deep lakes, reflecting the gently swaying, slightly yellow candlelight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the same time, she smelled a scent that brought calm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rosan instantly became serene.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing this, Franca tapped her notes and enlarged the pre-written message for Anthony to see:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Do not attempt to guide or suppress the contamination within the patient’s extraordinary power. Eliminating it entirely is unrealistic and dangerous for us at this stage.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Your task is to treat the patient’s mental issues, resolve the personality dissociation, or reduce its impact.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If the patient relapses later, follow the current protocol until we find a way to fully resolve the contamination or secure help.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Anthony gave a barely perceptible nod and began speaking to Rosan’s mental body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Franca waited nearby, vigilant for any anomaly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>—If Anthony’s condition showed signs of trouble, she would immediately interrupt the treatment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only after Ludwig had devoured every drawing in the bedroom, leaving only the one with the bridge, cliff, abyss, and black forest, did Anthony complete the treatment, extinguish the candle, take Ludwig by the hand, and exit the bedroom, leaving Room 1502.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A dozen seconds later, Rosan’s long eyelashes trembled, and her gaze gradually returned to normal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She looked at Franca and Jianna, her expression half-dazed yet as if she understood everything:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I feel like I’ve woken from a long nightmare…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“We found a professional doctor who has preliminarily treated the issues caused by the contamination in the ‘Reporter’ potion. Of course, this is only the end of the first course—further treatments will depend on your condition.” Franca gave a vague explanation, then retracted her long hair and released the invisible spider silk bindings.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I knew you’d help me—even if you couldn’t cure me, you’d deal with that demon properly.” Rosan had returned to her youthful, lively state before drinking the ‘Reporter’ potion; she smiled at Franca. “Actually, I noticed you seemed less real back then, but I suppressed that feeling and deliberately avoided looking at you, so she wouldn’t notice.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She? Rosan was already using “she” to refer to the dissociated personality… yes, that dissociated personality called her the same way… the situation was worse than we’d feared—thankfully we controlled and treated her in time… Franca nodded with relief.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jianna asked curiously:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Could you tell that Luo Fu had become a mirror illusion by using the ‘Reporter’s’ ability to observe, investigate, and uncover the truth of the world?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>We hadn’t understood the ‘Painter’ path well enough before—our plan nearly failed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes.” Rosan nodded quickly, looking at Franca. “Your name is Luo Fu? That’s so beautiful—better than mine. You’re all so beautiful!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“We all share the surname Luo—maybe we were family five hundred years ago.” Franca joked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jianna thought for a moment, then looked at Rosan:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Why do you go out every evening?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Sometimes to find something delicious to reward myself, sometimes to go shopping with friends, sometimes…” Rosan’s expression shifted slightly. “Sometimes to a guesthouse that’s still under renovation and hasn’t opened yet. That’s been the voice’s recent demand—it said the hotel will grant me the ‘Literature Enthusiast’ potion once it opens.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing the voice demand a guesthouse, Franca and Jianna simultaneously recalled a term:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hostel!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For the demon god of the \"Fantasy Society,\" does the concept of a hostel carry strong symbolic meaning? Does that manifest in dreams as the desire to open a hotel? Franca asked:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Did you pay for the guesthouse yourself, or is there another source?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I paid part of it—I spent all my savings. Luckily, I’d already bought this apartment; the remaining funds were minimal. But lately I’ve often considered mortgaging the apartment to get a loan and open the hotel sooner.” As she spoke, Rosan looked terrified.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Money… opening a hotel requires money… the “Fantasy Society” deity didn’t give money directly but demanded offerings from the recipient… in Mr. “Fool’s” Dream City, money indeed carries strong symbolic meaning—even the gods must struggle with it… Franca mused and asked:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You only paid part—so who paid the rest?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“People like me, but I’ve never met them. Every day, different people come to supervise the renovation, never meeting each other. They’re not even listed as shareholders—I’m not either. The hotel’s ownership belongs to someone named Anderson.” Rosan explained in detail.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Anderson? Anderson Hu De?” Franca and Jianna asked in unison.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“How do you know that?” Rosan asked in surprise.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Franca laughed:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“We know far more than you imagine.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She asked for the guesthouse’s name, opened her phone, downloaded a search app, and saw the shareholder list clearly displaying the name “Anderson Hu De.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was too direct, too obvious—it made Franca feel as if the opponent was taunting them or gloating over a prank successfully pulled off.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This must be told to Lu Mi—an opportunity to probe Anderson. He’s had no excuse to communicate with Anderson, and that “Hunter” hasn’t sent any messages… Jianna pulled out her phone, hesitating whether to contact Lu Mi now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She feared waking him—after all, even if they knew this, they couldn’t probe until dawn.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After brief consideration, Jianna stepped out of the bedroom and used voice input to report the “Colorful Painting Guesthouse” incident to Lu Mi.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Don’t let inner softness hinder communication on critical matters—perhaps she and Franca would be kicked out of the dream before dawn!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rosan got out of bed and walked into the living room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She looked around and asked:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Where are my drawings?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“We’ve disposed of them all.” Jianna honestly voiced her earlier concerns.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Mm.” Rosan agreed, pointing to the remaining drawing. “Why didn’t you dispose of this one? It’s the most dangerous!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing both Franca and Jianna look at her, Rosan’s expression shifted slightly:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I didn’t draw this. Shortly after drinking the ‘Reporter’ potion, I received this drawing out of nowhere—I don’t know who sent it. I feel… I feel that other me is inside my heart, and also inside the black forest of this drawing!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Conventional methods won’t remove it.” Jianna didn’t hide anything from Rosan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Franca, thoughtful, changed the subject:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What about that self-portrait sketch?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It burned itself when you deleted all the photos—I knew then you had problems.” Rosan looked both worried and curious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Franca immediately grew eager, pointing to the drawing with the black forest, cliff, and bridge, and asked Rosan:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Have you ever tried photographing this drawing? Did anything strange happen then?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If it could be photographed without immediate anomalies, we might consider using the “Information Shredder” to handle it!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I can’t photograph it—the photo comes out blank. I even tried throwing it away, but it returned in a strange way.” Rosan shook her head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As expected… Franca wasn’t too surprised; she mused:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Could you give us this drawing? We have a way to handle it, but we must wait until daytime.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1718,"2026-06-20T06:22:37.987Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","b9628198cc7bd39369f6a8eab00d4740db7162a2ef80b1fb74e208c16ae13757","the-ring-of-fate-chapter-948","the-ring-of-fate-chapter-946",1000,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fthe-ring-of-fate-cover.jpg"]