Chapter 408: Chapter 408: Servant’s Needle (Part 1)_1
[Identity verification complete, work for the day begins]
[Warning, leak accident]
In the dim warehouse, Fu Qian listened to the familiar prompt in his ear, quietly arranging his attire.
After getting the clue from Yuan Shan, he didn’t rush to investigate, but instead went back to his nest to enjoy a few days of pleasant vacation.
In his view, there was no need to rush into this.
First off, from the existing data, the danger level of this Forbidden Area called the Sea of Ashes was indeed very high.
Although he had advanced to demigod status, this world didn’t offer a chance for a do-over.
At the same time, even though the Night Watchman had helped narrow down a specific range, once placed in an expanse of ocean, that area was still excessively large.
Therefore, how exactly to search for it required long-term planning.
Moreover, before taking off the mask, Fu Qian also took the opportunity to listen to Wen Li’s singing for a while.
Honestly, although the girl’s technique wasn’t professional, her vocal quality was quite good.
Thus, even though it didn’t have a noticeable effect on the discomfort from the Discoloration State, it was still mood-lifting to listen to.
Furthermore, having a Middle Tier Transcendent sing a tune for oneself was quite a treat in terms of status.
[Name: Servant’s Needle, Code Name: 1-433]
[Today’s work content has been updated: Enter the containment scene of 1-433, complete re-containment]
[Current SAN Points: 196, Current Inspiration: 81]
Starting off with something so harsh? It’s an item that begins with a 1.
As the task information rang in his ears, Fu Qian furrowed his brows.
Not giving me any chance to recover from the post-vacation symptoms huh!
[Entering the containment scene of 1-433]
[…1%…5%…15%…45%…75%…95%…100%, containment scene loading complete]
[This is Bee Monkey City, just like its name, this place is compact and delicate, enjoying its own little corner.
As someone who has lived here for generations, you are very familiar with everything around you, and you truly enjoy this leisure.
So much so, that not long ago, in order to have the right conditions to walk to work and thus freely appreciate the scenery en route,
you carefully selected an apartment right next to the company you work for.
However, it’s uncertain from when you began to vaguely sense that some kind of change was happening around you, which made you slightly uneasy.
To counter this feeling, you tried to ignore the growing number of strange tales in the news and focused on your work instead.
Yet this unpleasant emotion lingered, even affecting the good sleep you had maintained for thirty-three years.
And one day, after drinking a little extra sleep-aid liquor, when you woke up, you realized you were going to be late]
This is bad!
The task briefing ended there, and Fu Qian’s first reaction was to take a deep breath.
The next moment, as his senses returned, he immediately looked down at himself.
As expected, his abilities were limited.
Fu Qian confirmed at that moment that he was just an ordinary person, at best, maintaining a good physique.
He could even feel fatigue due to lack of sleep in his head.
A level 1 item plus ability restriction, when was the last time I dealt with this kind of trouble?
In any case, the problem seemed serious—it warranted careful action.
Furthermore, from the outside, with a dark tie, a proper coat, meticulously shined shoes, and a black briefcase in his right hand,
from any angle, he looked like a proper office worker.
[Current task updated: Reach your workplace by nine thirty in the morning]
At that moment, the task prompt also appeared.
Is 9:30 a.m. a painful time in any dimension?
Fu Qian sighed, glancing at his watch on his wrist.
It was no big deal to look at it, but Fu Qian discovered the hands on the dial were surprisingly at 9:25 a.m.
How could it be so late when it’s still so dark?
Fu Qian frowned and looked up at the sky.
It was unclear whether it was clouds or haze, but right now, it was covering the sky above so solidly, creating an all-around darkness, making it hard to distinguish between day and night.
One could fairly excuse oversleeping in such circumstances!
Fu Qian muttered to himself but didn’t panic.
According to the task description, his place was right next to the company, within walking distance, so—
The next moment, he quickly searched himself from head to toe with great efficiency, and not surprisingly found a work badge.
Although the badge did not have an address, it did have the company name and position.
Holding the badge, Fu Qian surveyed his surroundings and soon found a building not far away with the same logo.
This was convenient; there was no need to ask for directions.
Estimating the distance, Fu Qian quickly took off towards it.
Using his work badge, he easily got through the security gates and arrived at the elevator. Fu Qian checked his watch, confirming he had two more minutes.
He quickly pressed the elevator button, his eyes swiftly scanning the directory board next to it to confirm his department was located on the seventh floor of this building.
Soon, an elevator came up from the basement and slowly opened in front of him.
However, the scene inside made one’s brow furrow.
The interior of the elevator was in stark contrast to the exterior of the building; it was not only exceptionally old but also had large patches of dark red rust stains, like splattered blood.
And standing inside was a female office worker.
Dressed in a professional suit, her face was covered with a mask, making her features hard to distinguish, but her figure was shapely.
And looking at the floor she had pressed, her destination was the same as his.
However, none of these were the main issue. The focus was on the fact that she was holding her head in her hands.
Yes, a long-haired head was firmly nestled in her arms, while her neck was nothing but empty space.
“Good morning.”
As she saw Fu Qian, the head in her hands moved slightly, issuing a weird, indistinct greeting.
Is this so-called ghost story unfolding right before my eyes?
“Good morning.”
Fu Qian nodded in response, entering the elevator as if nothing was amiss.
Even if it were the end of the world today, nothing would stop me from going to work!
“Sorry, but you’re stepping on my hair,” the female colleague turned around and voiced her dissatisfaction.
Nonsense, your hair covers the entire elevator; unless I plaster myself against the wall, stepping on it is inevitable!
Fu Qian thought to himself.
It wasn’t an exaggeration; the woman’s hair was indeed freakishly long, seemingly taller than she was.
Held in her hands, it naturally spread everywhere. In such a small space, avoiding it completely was difficult.
Nevertheless, Fu Qian still responded amiably.
“Sorry about that, but that hairstyle suits you.”
“…Thank you.”
The woman was silent for a few seconds before speaking, her voice surprisingly filled with joy.
The next moment the sound of the elevator arriving rang out, and just before the doors opened, the woman lifted the head in her hands and slowly placed it onto her neck.