Chapter 1168: Chapter 1166: The Multiple-Choice Question of the Superior Being
It’s actually a Solar Energy Whale? No wonder its temperament is so serene.
The bizarre scene before him genuinely stirred Fu Qian’s emotions.
Standing here at this moment, that wonderful sense of resonance has, on the contrary, faded.
The thing that fostered his miraculous transformation along the way seems to have truly originated from the whale outside.
Through such means, it conveyed the existence of the Crystalline Sun to him.
Truly marvelous!
And now, as Fu Qian approaches, the Crystalline Sun is also transforming—it has stopped spinning.
That wondrous connection remains, but bit by bit, it has completely stilled.
Even its rays of light have ceased with it, eventually withering and dissipating.
Like a fuse, this change extends all the way to the vast body outside.
The whale, which could be felt leisurely swimming, also began to slow its motions until it finally became purely adrift.
Fu Qian, sensing something, reached out to catch the falling Crystalline Sun.
And with this action, strands of light penetrated through.
The whale’s originally broad back, like snow melting under sunlight, began to open from small gaps to larger ones, even starting to sink.
In less than half a minute, this most peaceful being among all creatures Fu Qian had ever seen in the Sea of Ashes had completely returned to ashes, leaving no trace behind.
"You’ve worked hard."
Fu Qian solemnly commemorated with a phrase.
With the resonance now fully dissipated, the prize in his hands—that wonderful connection—became increasingly clear.
In stark contrast to its previously floating state, this thing felt quite heavy to hold.
At the same time, it felt very stable, and it didn’t undergo any changes upon contact with him.
If he wants to assimilate it, it seems he would have to "ingest" it like he did when solidifying his Demigod state.
As I speak, how come my experience is becoming more and more like that of Senior Goto Hi?
Amid his grumblings, Fu Qian directly removed the mask from his face.
The appointed time is near, and the coordinates in the Depths of the Sea of Ashes can wait until next time for exploration.
After all, I am still a rank or two away from the broken path to divinity that Old Master Ji Feng mentioned.
...
The dim warehouse reappeared before his eyes, and Fu Qian sat in his spot, fiddling with the Crystalline Sun in his hand.
Leaving the Sea of Ashes, it did not respond to anything.
Seconds later, Fu Qian raised his head with a peculiar expression and surveyed his surroundings.
The warehouse also had no reaction.
The problem is, a new week has now begun.
Logically, entering the warehouse at this time should result in today’s tasks awaiting me.
In fact, when I first entered, a prompt for identity verification did appear.
But then, nothing followed.
[Today’s work is completed, you may now leave the warehouse]
As he was pondering, a sound did emerge, albeit not as he had imagined.
Is this a reminder that I’ve successfully clocked in and can leave directly?
"How courteous?"
This unprecedented situation led Fu Qian to click his tongue in admiration, unable to resist lifting the Crystalline Sun to his eye.
Does this thing carry the mythical right to shirk work?
If so, its value is truly immeasurable!
Of course, although this object has a very high Ranking, Fu Qian didn’t believe it could interfere with the operation of the warehouse.
But if that’s ruled out, what else could be affecting things?
Looking down at himself, Fu Qian quickly employed the process of elimination.
All these things seem to have been taken from the warehouse. The only spoils of battle, the eyeball, was also thrown into the sea by myself, even along with a set of clothes.
Wait a minute, could it be...
Recalling this experience, Fu Qian suddenly had an epiphany.
If tangible assets are all ruled out, could it be intangible assets?
On this trip, did I end up with blood on my hands from a former employee who left without cause?
As a result, the warehouse was so pleased that it gave me a day off?
Speaking of which, the fact that Goto Hi could stay inside there without being forcibly pulled out by the warehouse to work, is quite a curious incident, and the underlying reasons are worth further investigation.
But it seems that’s not right either, not too long before this, I killed Liliyana, and there was no holiday for me then.
Is it because the place of causality has changed, even more detached from the warehouse’s control than the Shattered Crown?
Thoughts racing, Fu Qian gradually formed a possible line of thought.
Combining the fact that Liliyana used that place as an escape from servitude, it seems that bunch of bubbles possesses quite an extraordinary independence.
It’s just a pity that she’s no longer able to provide me with answers, and the Night Watchman who clearly knows something, might be a source of trouble if I went to ask.
In fact, I’ve already gotten into trouble.
Thinking of the itinerary ahead, Fu Qian shook his head and placed the Crystalline Sun on the table.
He didn’t rush to devour the special trait and complete the "Pseudo-God."
Although the purpose of this trip seems perfectly accomplished, the situation has actually become even more difficult to control.
The most valuable information obtained at the moment is that there is indeed a Superior Deity watching me.
He understands my situation, knows my status, and my requests.
And even has considerable execution power.
After completing the Pseudo-God Ritual ahead of schedule, the two fortunes I felt back then now seem to have an explanation — one of them is fake, a fabrication by the Divine Beings.
And I have to choose one from the two.
And it seems that even the Red Moon has no way to discern them.
Because strictly speaking, I’ve already come into close contact with all of them, but received no special warnings.
Has the worst-case scenario happened?
I need to gamble without any basis, just like the advice I previously gave to Goto Hi.
Even feels like if I gambled wrong, my fate wouldn’t be any better than hers.
The situation is getting more and more interesting indeed. If that one is truly the Prism of Radiant Transformation, I’m curious what beef He has with the warehouse.
The Administrators buried by His hands were truly not a few, and now He’s drawn me into Goto Hi’s predicament.
Of course, it’s a pity that I am not Goto Hi.
Picking up the mask I had just set down, Fu Qian compliantly signed off from work.
"You don’t have to be so polite tomorrow, you know."
Even before putting on the mask, he smiled amiably at the warehouse and gave a reminder.
...
Before taking off the mask, I didn’t process it with a Return Edict, so not surprisingly, I appeared on the second floor of the bookstore.
The sky outside is still dark, though it is already Thursday, it is still very early.
Getting up from the bed, Fu Qian is quite satisfied with his timing.
Considering the experiences of this trip, the first thing he did was to take a shower, then he found a set of backup clothes from the wardrobe to change into.
After all this, he even had time to go buy breakfast, enjoying it while he started today’s business ventures.
"Ready to go?"
And Chief Yuan did not disappoint, after a certain bleary-eyed insomniac, she was the second to enter this bookstore.
This one even changed into clothes that are more suitable for moving around, of course still looking quite valuable.
Seeing Fu Qian punctually cultivating his health in the bookstore, her expression was full of relief with a touch of surprise.
"Let’s go."
Fu Qian swallowed the bun in his hand in one bite, glancing with a hint of regret at the only customer.