Chapter 1205: Chapter 1203: The Bamboo Stick Insects of the Night Holy City (11)
Bones?
Although Garcia’s answer was somewhat quirky, it did bring a hint of surprise.
Fu Qian had always been interested in how Midas would become real, as theoretically, this would be an actual cross-dimensional change.
That’s also why he had talked so much with Ross.
Fu Qian believed Ross’s description of Midas was sincere.
But after all, Ross was just a reader with inevitably one-sided knowledge.
The image of Midas constructed from his information and previous investigations was nothing more than an imaginative gambler.
Suddenly appearing in the gambling city, seemingly indulging in gambling, but actually using a timely rain approach to befriend many heroes and secretly planning to rob the casino’s vault.
And even though he planned such a grand heist, he had no interest in money; his only goal was to become renowned and create a legendary tale in the gambling city.
Indeed worthy of the name legend.
...
The only problem is, this legend is coming to life.
Fu Qian had been contemplating what "becoming real" would entail specifically.
The simplest would be, after the team’s plan succeeded, during the final split of the spoils, the last door opens, and in walks a person they had been interacting with in spirit.
But that would be a bit too high-end.
Even the Superior Beings he had met so far were not powerful enough to create something out of nothing, let alone conjure up a living person with their hands.
So what about a step back?
After the action is completed, a ghost—a legendary ghost—wanders the desire-ridden gambling city?
Considering the supernatural nature of this world, the difference between a ghost and a living person is not that big, and Fu Qian doesn’t think this is any less direct than the previous scenario; the essence is still creating something from nothing.
Is there a possibility for something a bit more subtle?
Someone suddenly believes they are the reincarnation of Midas, decides to take that as their real name, and truly possesses superhuman luck?
To Fu Qian, this seems to be the thinnest part of the dimensional barrier.
It also matches the cultural atmosphere of this city quite well.
Of course, even so, the introduction of some Extraordinary Elements would still be necessary to make it happen because one can’t bypass superhuman luck.
So what Fu Qian wants to find is the potential Extraordinary Element involved in this legendary event.
And no one knows better than him that this group truly managed to rob the vault, fulfilling their word to the letter.
From this, it’s easy to speculate whether the Extraordinary Element could be in the vault, and whether that was Midas’s real goal?
This is exactly why he had to consult Garcia about the situation.
"Why did you find that bone so special?"
Fu Qian continued to inquire.
"The owner described it to me as an art object... but other than the unique material, it seemed to me like a one-to-one replica of a real person,"
Garcia recalled.
"I can’t imagine the value of it."
Indeed, judging by the description, it seemed more likely to be medical material than an art object.
Fu Qian silently nodded.
"Anything else?"
"The owner of the object is a regular here, but his movements this time were odd, frequently going in and out of the South District."
South District...
Fu Qian recalled the layout of Night Holy City and glanced at Yuan Shan.
"There are many medical facilities there?"
Garcia was indeed observant, clearly having sensed something unusual and arranged for an investigation.
The feedback from his investigation seemed rather consistent with Fu Qian’s own guesses.
"World-class, and they place great emphasis on patient privacy."
Yuan Shan also seemed to sense the strangeness of the situation and spoke in a lowered voice.
"Do you think that person actually wanted to swap in a special bone for himself?"
"Just talk normally, he can’t hear us."
Fu Qian nodded, taking the opportunity to remind that there was no need to be so cautious.
...
Yuan Shan paid attention and indeed, Garcia looked over at them with a puzzled face, clearly his hearing had been precisely restricted.
Of course, even so, he wisely remained still without acting recklessly.
"Essentially, it’s not too rare of an event, but judging from Garcia’s description, it seems somewhat overblown, giving one an odd feeling. Could it be..."
The next moment, Yuan Shan thought of something, her expression turning grim.
"Limb Attachment? That bone was taken from a Transcendent creature’s body? Did someone run outside the Ring Islands engaging in the dirty work of the Rebirth Club?"
How can you say that!
Fu Qian instantly took offense.
How did my Rebirth Club’s effort to spread the benefits of Transcendence to all humanity become ’dirty work’?
"Really? Under the Night Watchman’s watch, in the Land of Supreme Goodness, such things are allowed to exist?"
The next moment, he looked surprised, incredulous.
Those who dare to harm a reborn will surely suffer personal attacks.
"After all, it’s a routine matter for the police... our people might be paying more attention to churches."
Yuan Shan’s arrogance was instantly quelled, and after some contemplation, she quietly found an excuse.
"Actually, compared to your opinion, I think there’s an even greater possibility."
Fu Qian snorted coldly, expressing dissatisfaction with the ineptitude of this top organization, then suddenly turned to Garcia and asked.
"Such a peculiar thing, you actually allow it to remain in the vault?"
"I had it verified by professionals, and it’s not an Extraordinary Item; there are no risks beyond control."
Frustrated to finally hear a response, Garcia answered with somewhat eagerness.
There!
Fu Qian isolated him again, gesturing to Yuan Shan.
"After all, they’re professionals. They should be able to recognize whether it’s a limb from a Transcendent being, right?"
What could that be...
Despite the brief contact, Garcia’s caution was obvious, and his words carried a high degree of credibility.
But for Fu Qian’s keen senses, Yuan Shan was clearly no stranger, and she always felt that something so valued by the opposite party couldn’t be too ordinary.
"I know quite a few people who like to make homemade chocolates as gifts, quite exquisite and beautiful."
At this moment, Fu Qian shook his head at the side.
"But more than half of them can’t even fry a decent sunny-side up egg; do you know why?"
"Why?"
When Yuan Shan asked this, there was a bit of unnaturalness in her voice, as if she had been personally attacked.
"Because a sunny-side up egg is different from chocolate, crushed into powder and put into molds, the result already completely lacks the concept of a sunny-side up egg."
"Extraordinary residue product, doesn’t possess special powers because the original structure has been completely destroyed?"
Chief Yuan got the point instantly, her eyes brightening at the realization.
"Do you think absolute immortality is a blessing or a curse?"
Instead of answering, Fu Qian further questioned with a query.
Absolute immortality?
This overly abrupt shift in topic evidently caused great confusion for Yuan Shan, but in the next moment, she still frowned and contemplated.
Alas, the question was indeed too profound, and she found herself pondering without an answer for a while.
"Thank you."
In the silence, her partner had already offered a smile and thanks, even snapping his fingers.
"Seems it’s better to be somewhat detached."