Chapter 277: Chapter 277: Bottled Prisoner (Part 1)_1
Yuan Shan didn’t quite understand how the report was written in the end.
However, it was clear that this person had a good head on her shoulders. After confirming everything was true, she quickly let Fu Qian leave.
“I keep my word; all previous promises are still valid.”
This person even emphasized this to Fu Qian, showing a straightforward and generous attitude.
“Did you even consider going back on your word?”
Yet Fu Qian’s reaction was one of complete astonishment.
“And here I thought I was giving it my all!”
…
“Is it all resolved?”
When he returned to Wen Li’s mansion, she seemed somewhat surprised.
Although slightly puzzled about how Fu Qian could have come from outside, Wen Li clearly breathed a sigh of relief.
“Almost.”
Fu Qian gave a noncommittal grunt, noting that she really had been obedient and, as it seemed, never dared to go to his place.
Speaking of which, Wen Li did have considerable merit in this incident.
If it hadn’t been for her detecting the anomaly in Ariel’s emotions, he would have had a hard time guessing her special state and thought of convincing her with reason.
Indeed, such special abilities are often much more useful than pure physical ones!
And after Ariel took the information back, the Native Council would probably have a considerable reaction.
Given their actions, helping people ascend to a “pseudo-demigod” status was likely not limited to the Chen Family alone.
As for their motive, it could either be to use these people as test subjects, or to control these families, or maybe both.
Considering his own smoke and mirrors, they would probably think that the Night Watchman had been aware of these moves for a long time and would be quick to cover their tracks.
As for launching retaliation, that was nearly impossible.
Fu Qian didn’t believe for a second that the Night Watchman didn’t have a Divine Envoy among them. With Logan having gone missing, feared dead, the Native Council was probably only worried about retaliation from the Night Watchman.
So Shangjing should be very safe now.
“If you want to be extra cautious, you could keep a low profile for a couple more days.”
Yes.
Wen Li almost instantly took the advice.
…
The next morning, Fu Qian bid farewell and returned to his bookstore.
Wen Li seemed keen to host him for a few more days, but now that the crisis was averted, she really couldn’t find a reason to have a demigod act as her bodyguard.
After resting at the bookstore for half a day and even opening for a while, Fu Qian stretched lazily and stood up.
Watching the handful of customers, he snapped his fingers.
“Sorry everyone, we’re closed.”
Amid a succession of protests, he promptly ushered everyone out, once again relishing the thrill of being a grumpy boss.
This time the break had been a bit too long.
Looking at the empty bookstore, Fu Qian casually made his way to the second floor.
Looking at his reflection in the mirror, he reached out and removed his mask.
[Identity verification complete, today’s work begins]
[Warning, containment breach]
After several days, the dim warehouse appeared before him again.
The first thing he encountered was the familiar prompt.
[Name: Goddess of Sin and Punishment, Code: 2-177]
[Today’s work content has been updated: Enter the containment scene of 2-177 and complete re-containment]
[Current SAN Points 165, current Inspiration 61]
Such heavy losses!
The prompt caused Fu Qian to wince.
Facing the “True God” was too costly, as I almost lost half of my SAN Points!
With practiced ease, I readied my Skill items, and the scenery before me changed swiftly.
[Entering containment scenario 2-177]
[…1%…5%…15%…45%…75%…95%…100%, containment scenario loading complete]
[This is a special place, a Forbidden Area so vast it’s inconceivable.
Chaotic ruins, dangerous Curses, deformed monsters—this is the Human Desolation, yet it also serves as a haven for Transcendents.
Those with supernatural powers have established a unique settlement here.
Using it as a base, Transcendents explore the depths of the desolation, honing their abilities and gathering materials.
In the absence of the Night Watchman, various factions clash here, eventually forming a set of special rules.
For instance, thugs who commit acts of violence must accept redemption from the Goddess of Sin and Punishment.
And you, are one of them.]
“Alright, everyone, dinner is over!”
As my perception returned, Fu Qian heard the sound of a glass being tapped.
What? The meal’s over before I even started?
Fu Qian looked around with displeasure, realizing he was seated at the edge of a huge round table, with a mess of cups and plates in front of him.
Around the round table, there sat a diverse group of people, numbering in the dozens.
Men and women, old and young, tall and short, fat and thin, some with hair on their faces, others with horns on their heads, clad in armor—a true feast for the eyes.
And their common trait was that they were all Transcendents.
Fu Qian wasn’t surprised by this, after all, the mission briefing had mentioned that this scenario was set in a gathering place for Transcendents.
And it seemed this gathering place was located within a huge Forbidden Area.
“Ladies and gentlemen!”
“First, allow me to introduce myself, I am Sir William.”
At this moment, from where the sound of tapping came, a gentleman who appeared quite graceful, set his glass back on the table.
“Although it feels strange to say this, I can’t help but remark,”
“the number of people today is rather exaggerated! Our public order has been steadily declining over the years.”
“The Goddess of Sin and Punishment’s chamber has never been this crowded!”
“However, looking on the bright side, the journey of redemption for everyone here will surely be spectacular, and I, along with the other spectators, am quite looking forward to it…”
The round table was made of stone, as was the entire building, showing severe signs of weathering.
Although the table was laden with food, there were no other signs of habitation; it seemed to have been abandoned for a long time.
While listening to the exposition by the “host” named William, Fu Qian observed his surroundings.
At present, this spacious hall seemed to be part of some ancient ruins.
“Although everyone is very clear about the rules, I still have to introduce them according to the regulations,”
Sir William continued, reaching the main point after his reflections.
“First of all, you have all come here because of your respective misdeeds. Most of you are thugs who are utterly unworthy of forgiveness.”
“Now, the Goddess will draw out the Sinflame from within you and purify it.”
“You have three days’ time during which you can freely attack and kill each other, with no prohibitions whatsoever.”
“But unlike the outside world, here, every act of slaughter will materialize as real Sinflame, whose burning will cause you pain while also making you stronger.”
“If you find it unbearable, you can always seek the statue of the Goddess and pray for redemption.”
“She will answer all calls, purifying the flames from your body, returning you to tranquility.”
“But don’t forget, only one person can receive the ultimate forgiveness, that will be the one with the most intense Sinflame after three days, while the others will be executed.”
“Also, do not forget our old friend.”
William waved his hand, and a ghostly image appeared in the air.
It was the statue of a Knight kneeling on one knee.
“Sin Seekers will follow the fire and target those with the heaviest sins, relentlessly.”