Facing an Ancient God for a Year-Chapter 1423 - 1421: Returning Again

The more you know, the more dangerous it becomes, has always been the rule in the Supernatural World.

As the mastermind behind the exchange between the two of them, Wen Li naturally had heard of the name of the Abandonment King.

And the operation of enchanting the Calamity Bullet with bare hands just now was hard not to make associations.

Wen Li ultimately managed to resist asking, in Fu Qian’s view, partly for safety reasons but mainly because she didn’t want to make things difficult for herself.

In fact, Fu Qian indeed only intended to slightly satisfy her curiosity.

In a way, he had now truly transformed into the Evil God.

And as a reasonable person, assisting in spreading the ancient Deity’s legend throughout the world, Miss Wen, in Fu Qian’s view, had the right to understand the nature of her actions.

Considering his previous actions, it had almost unmistakably demonstrated to her that the Deity named the Abandonment King could still bestow great power.

The following explanation was naturally to tell her that the Abandonment King was somewhat a friend rather than a foe.

They say when you are close to vermilion, you become red; those closely related to the Grand Fate Ming Emperor clearly don’t need to worry about moral issues, thus not harboring any guilt over their actions.

As for whether Miss Wen believes it or not, Fu Qian thought it was entirely not a problem.

"So Mr. Fu, you... really are at the Second Phase now?"

Sure enough, the next moment, Wen Li, in a tone that seemed like a sigh, found an explanation herself.

Divine Envoy, just from the title, obviously should have some connection with a Superior Being.

"Just in the last couple of days."

And Fu Qian didn’t hide any information in this regard.

Everything instantly made sense.

...

It was apparent that Wen Li had some resilience against this information, after all, it had been mentioned in her dream before.

But the more so, the more it showed the exaggerated impact of a living Second Phase.

Even though Fu Qian once again admitted it himself, Miss Wen remained silent for nearly half a minute.

It wasn’t her fault; half a year ago, she was still lamenting the lack of control in a noble family, and now she was only one social connection away from a Superior Being who could be called a God.

How could it not make one sigh over the limitations of perspective in the past?

"Rest assured, I will absolutely keep it a secret."

Nevertheless, having seen the world following the Grand Fate Ming Emperor, Wen Li finally completed her emotional adjustment and solemnly declared.

This secret related to Deities was so directly and bluntly told to her by Mr. Fu.

Such trust moved her, and she was deeply aware of the responsibility of being a keeper of secrets.

"It’s okay."

At this moment, it was instead Fu Qian pointing to the bullet in her hand, indicating that there was no need to be nervous.

"In necessary situations, feel free to use it; this thing won’t leave any traces."

...

Though just a small gift, Fu Qian did not wish Miss Wen to have any worries.

As for leaving no trace, that’s certainly not just a boast.

As the creator, Fu Qian had confidence in the stability of this bullet; once it hits the target causing a Calamity outbreak, such ordinary metal absolutely couldn’t bear it, at least exploding into fragments.

Unless someone could identify the Power of Calamity in the process, there was no worry of exposure at all.

Even if someone did get exposed—

"Even if it really gets noticed, don’t worry; someone will take the blame."

Fu Qian continued to demonstrate comprehensive consideration.

As for the scapegoat he appointed, naturally, it was the Greedy Worms who had just accepted the gift.

To be honest, the normal state of the gift clearly should resemble Wen Li’s situation, bestowing the Power of Calamity to their enemies, rather than to them.

Unfortunately, comparatively, the connection was so weak that, in Fu Qian’s judgment, he should open the Mythical Form to achieve this from a distance.

...

"Alright."

A perfectly timed, highly practical small gift that Mr. Fu had evidently already taken all precautions before giving; Wen Li immediately accepted it with a smile.

And she indeed didn’t hide it away as a keepsake.

Facing the gun Fu Qian handed over, Wen Li even seriously followed the suggestion, carefully unloading two bullets and placing this one at the bottom.

"So the previous situation, is that the price of advancement?"

After doing all this, Wen Li, who had resheathed the gun, felt an increased sense of security and soon thought of another question.

Since the time wasn’t long past, this causal speculation seemed quite natural.

Mr. Fu didn’t seem to mind discussing this, so she followed her curiosity.

"No, you can consider it the cost of an external scientific expedition."

Unfortunately, after a slight thought, Fu Qian unexpectedly denied it.

An external scientific expedition...

This term was slightly challenging to understand, and while Wen Li was thoughtful, she clearly had restraint and didn’t pursue it further.

"So does Mr. Fu have any plans next, and if there’s anything I can help with, please feel free to ask."

"I should continue with the external scientific expedition."

And Fu Qian’s honest response continued.

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The tree mentioned by the Witch must be visited.

And after successfully advancing to the Second Phase and descending upon the world in an Evil God’s form, some gains must obviously be digested.

Besides, whether the attitude of the Prism of Radiant Transformation will become ambiguous as expected also needs to be observed slightly.

Lastly, as an Academy Professor, it seems I should choose a time to go back and make a report.

In any case, the coming days will be prosperous, bringing trouble to the hometown period.

"Ah... immediately?"

Fu Qian’s scientific research spirit clearly surprised Wen Li.

"Not so much; I will first focus a bit on the business here."

Fu Qian pointed downstairs.

"Then it seems I really can help."

While lightly covering her mouth and laughing, Wen Li quickly volunteered.

"You shouldn’t mind having one more volunteer worker in the bookstore, should you? Especially since your hand is a bit inconvenient, the customers might be somewhat shocked."

"I don’t mind."

Miss Wen had done similar things before, and Fu Qian had no intention of spoiling the fun.

Doing some work here, on the one hand, was naturally for slight healing of the broken body, on the other hand, there were things he needed to confirm.

"Besides, you’re overthinking; seeing me like this, their likely reaction would be sheer joy."

...

[Identity verification successful, today’s work begins]

[Today’s work completed, you may leave the warehouse now, weekly work progress 1/4]

With the help of the volunteer worker, the bookstore soon opened for business.

And Wen Li, working with great interest, soon volunteered to watch the store, chasing Fu Qian to go rest.

Unable to resist the enthusiastic invitation, Fu Qian unabashedly returned to the second floor, removing the Emissary’s Mask that seemed to have disappeared before.

The long-absent warehouse reappeared before his eyes, and while rejoiced, the prompt tone made Fu Qian slightly frown.

Directly completing the task could be understood as the warehouse counting the previous escape as part of it, thus giving a small reward.

But as confirmed earlier, although a lot happened during this time, even breaking the barrier twice in succession.

Due to the high professional skills, not much actual time had passed, and it should be the week of completing the task.

The warehouse seemed a bit impatient.

However, considering the cooperation during this period, Fu Qian did not plan to make a fuss over such small matters.

And after casually arranging various items, a relaxed Fu Qian activated the wrist mark that hadn’t been used for quite some time.

As the scene shifted, a more familiar picture appeared before his eyes.

It was still very early, sitting on the living room sofa, Fu Qian did not rush to move; instead, he quietly sensed the surrounding sounds—and the sounds in his mind.

It seemed like there should be nothing wrong.

Young Master Qin and others did not seem abnormal, the ’immerse’ in the God dream did not affect here.

After a long while, Fu Qian opened his eyes and looked at the sunlight slanting in, and with relief, he muttered to himself.

"So the corridor has the essential attribute belonging to the bookstore world."

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