Chapter 574: Chapter 574 That’s Not My Name_1 Chapter 574: Chapter 574 That’s Not My Name_1 “`
what?
After hearing Liliyana’s last sentence, Fu Qian’s interest was instantly piqued.
Only a little left… Don’t continue the tasks…
Those words really set the imagination soaring!
Could it be another senior?
Fu Qian naturally thought of Edlar from Heaven Country.
If that was the case, this warehouse manager seemed quite risky!
However, compared to Edlar, this one seemed to still retain some consciousness, I wonder if I could ask for some workplace advice.
“Senior, hello!”
With this thought, Fu Qian moved closer and tried to greet her.
It proved that she still reacted to the outside world.
No sooner had Fu Qian spoken than the crying almost instantly stopped.
The next moment, Liliyana’s face, buried in her hands, slowly lifted.
Not surprisingly, it was a gaunt and withered face, looking like a living corpse at a glance.
What was most eye-catching were her eyes.
Where her deeply sunken eye sockets were, they were filled with that rainbow-colored glass, which meandered across her entire face, eventually flowing over her whole body.
Although it was obvious she could no longer see, at that moment, Fu Qian still felt she was “looking” at him.
Not bad, at least more peaceful than swinging a claw without a word.
Fu Qian’s commentary wasn’t finished when he felt a turmoil in his consciousness, and in his vision, the glass on her body transformed into countless colorful stars, dazzling and bewildering.
At least Demigod Level!
Struggling against the discomfort, Fu Qian made his judgment in an instant.
If she really was a senior, it made me curious what kind of task she had received, to have a demigod drop to just a few SAN Points.
Also, from the intermittent crying just now, could it be discerned that she was hiding here on purpose?
Lost SAN Points from doing a task and then got worried that another failure would turn her mind to mush, so she found a place to squat and hid from the warehouse?
This was also human nature after all, not everyone is as keen on courting death as I am.
But still, wasn’t hiding a bit of an overreaction?
From my own experience of late, it seems the warehouse hasn’t been too forceful in its actions.
If you don’t want to do the tasks, just quit and don’t log in again.
Could it be that when she was a manager, the warehouse was in its heyday, not so easygoing?
By the time I joined, things were different, and the requirements weren’t so strict?
It’s not impossible, and it even explained the outrageous tasks I had encountered–the warehouse had grown more chaotic.
Maybe the tasks of these seniors were much easier than what I have gone through.
Under such circumstances, even Edlar had the leisure to journal during his tasks.
For a moment, Fu Qian’s mind was filled with various judgments, looking forward to communicating with this senior.
Unfortunately, after waiting for a long time, the standing Liliyana still didn’t say a word.
“Hello, I’m the new guy in the department, Sage. I look forward to working with you.”
Fu Qian kept his smile and continued his warm greeting.
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“Has the workload been a bit much lately?”
Seeing that she still didn’t respond, Fu Qian thoughtfully asked another concerned question.
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This time, Liliyana finally reacted, with a pitiful whimper coming from her mouth again, the good part was that she didn’t cover her face this time.
And as Fu Qian watched intently, she let out a sharp scream.
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“I… I will not work anymore! I want to… go back to my hometown… and get married!”
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It was unclear whether the word “work” had triggered some keyword, but the volume of this voice was enough to split one’s eardrums.
It wasn’t an exaggeration because the moment Fu Qian jumped back, he realized something was flowing out of his ears, and he wiped it reflexively.
Then he noticed his hand was coated with an iridescent sheen, somewhat resembling the glaze on Liliyana’s body.
Upon closer contact, this substance gave a feeling akin to being alive but also extremely chaotic and unordered, even slightly encroaching upon the surroundings.
Fortunately, the iridescence quickly receded, and he felt his own existence had not been too greatly affected.
What tremendous resentment this is!
Fu Qian felt a pang of emotion, yet almost immediately sensed something was amiss.
Strange, why do I also want to go back home and get married?
Indeed, at that very instant, he subconsciously felt that it wasn’t such a bad idea.
This inexplicable urge, as if it was poured into his mind along with that last phrase.
This entity of Demigod Tier, could its obsession transform directly into some sort of Spiritual Imprint-like assault?
If that were the case… Fu Qian realized something.
Just two days ago, Wen Li had returned to her hometown and unexpectedly encountered some marriage pressure.
Could it be that she was ensnared just like that?
“Speaking of which, where is your hometown?”
Amidst his contemplation, Fu Qian casually asked.
“Hear my… voice, do not let no one… listen to me speak.”
Regrettably, he didn’t receive an answer, but rather a familiar phrase in response.
How can this being seem barely better off than dead!
“Don’t hurry, I’m listening.”
Fu Qian responded once more, while silently observing any changes within himself.
With that sentence from Liliyana, he found an impulse in his consciousness, an urgent desire to hear her voice.
Could it really be ‘Words Convey Will’? This power is a bit overbearing!
Given her Tier, it might be related to her Demigod profession.
At this moment, that voice which seemed capable of twisting the soul was causing tumult within Fu Qian’s head.
It even conveyed the indescribable fear and panic that came with it.
Liliyana seemed to fear being ignored, as well as forgetting her own name.
Does she need to maintain her self-awareness in this manner?
He probably understood why the sentence Wen Li wrote had vanished.
The earring that had been swallowed, it must have some sort of connection to Liliyana.
Through that object, Liliyana’s obsession and emotions mixed together and managed to permeate out slightly.
For most people, the effect might not be significant, but as a Fifth Phase Transcendent with an exceptionally strong empathic ability, Wen Li may have subconsciously perceived some information after receiving this gift from her father.
For example, the notion of “wanting to return to her hometown to get married.”
In itself, that wouldn’t be an issue; after all, she was Middle Tier Transcendent with mental resistance far stronger than the average person.
However, considering Wen Li’s abilities, she could influence emotions and wills of those around her to some extent.
Therefore, it’s possible that unknowingly, she became akin to an antenna, spreading the part of marriage-desiring will she received.
The most severely affected victims were her father and aunt, who, quite naturally, thought she was the main protagonist of this marriage saga.
This kind of boomerang mix-up, why does it feel like after going around in a circle, I’m just an innocent victim?
“My name… is Liliyana!”
As he pondered, the mental assault from the Senior continued.
While Fu Qian shook his head, trying hard to muster his will and deny that his name was Liliyana.