Chapter 577: Chapter 577: Noise (Part One)_1 Chapter 577: Chapter 577: Noise (Part One)_1 Isn’t this work injury consolation ending a bit too hastily!
Just a token gesture and then you stop acting, right?
Facing yet another task beginning with a 1, Fu Qian sighed deeply, especially when he received the prompt to configure his Skill.
“[Entering containment scenario 1-339]”
After quickly setting it up, the scene before his eyes began to blur rapidly.
“[…5%…15%…30%…55%…75%…100%, loading complete]”
“[As an ancient seaside city, Dunis has a history of over a thousand years. The calm Dunis Bay separates it from the Sea of Ashes, providing a peaceful harbor for the city.
Even today, ancient traditions persist here, making it a rare haven.”
“[The grand festival is about to arrive, and all groups have made their preparations.]”
“[To achieve containment, eliminate Hamadus before the clamor dies down.]”
As the mission briefing concluded, Fu Qian’s senses were restored.
The first thing that caught his eye was a dark wooden table.
Its excessively smooth surface, along with its irregular dents, suggested that it had quite a history.
At the same time, the familiar fragrance reaching his nose led Fu Qian quickly to guess where he was.
“Here’s your coffee and pastry, please enjoy.”
Just then, a gentle voice came from nearby.
A hand reached over, placing a full white porcelain coffee cup and a plate with a large muffin on the table.
Indeed, no mistake there.
Fu Qian looked up as the stout-waisted waiter returned to the counter, then he surveyed the cafe surrounding him.
It was small but clearly well-established, bustling with good business.
At this moment, from the elderly men with salt-and-pepper hair to the young people with green-tinted locks, it was almost fully occupied.
The fullness of life — was this the so-called haven atmosphere?
Fu Qian recalled the content from the mission introduction.
Without a doubt, the objective of this mission was very clear, outlining the final containment condition right away.
But this didn’t mean the difficulty was low.
First of all, being a task starting with a 1, past experiences suggested that it generally had a higher risk factor.
Moreover, whether it was the hints just now or his current sensations, Fu Qian was very certain that his abilities were not restricted in any way.
In other words, he was free to perform as he wished.
Combining these points, it felt like the confrontational aspect was maxed out, and the risk factor even more delightful!
Fu Qian shook his head silently, feeling the thrill.
But isn’t my current look a bit unsuitable?
Soon, Fu Qian thought of another problem, raising his hand to touch his face, feeling the cold, smooth surface.
This time, he had casually donned his Dark Moon Knight Mask.
The features on the mask might be somewhat eerie, but at least they were still features, not overly extravagant on their own.
However, wearing a mask while drinking coffee was certainly over the top.
Wait a minute, maybe it wasn’t so extreme.
While considering whether to take off the mask to eat and drink in comfort, Fu Qian suddenly spotted something interesting in his vision.
Wearing a mask to drink coffee might be rare, but dancing in a cafe seemed even more bizarre.
Indeed, at this very moment, at a table of brightly colored-haired youngsters, one of them, seemingly high on drink, kicked away the wicker chair beneath him and leapt onto the table in front.
Under the watchful eyes of all, this individual began to dance wildly with no care in the world.
And such was the infectious nature of their joy that not only did no one stop them when they knocked over his coffee, but two more immediately hopped up.
The ancient table beneath their feet emitted a pained groan.
This unexpected scene undoubtedly captured the attention of everyone in the cafe in an instant.
Clang!
An auntie waitress with a kindly face slapped a wooden tray on the counter and charged over like the wind.
Upon reaching her destination, she displayed remarkable agility, twisting her waist and leaping onto the table, turning their party of three into four.
Crack!
The old coffee table finally gave way under the burden, lying flat with clean efficiency.
As the four of them fell to the ground in a tangle, they each let out hearty laughter, each holding a table leg and spinning in place.
This truly was an Eden!
Fu Qian observed the madness unfolding before him with a thoughtful expression, sighing once again.
At the same time, he watched in amazement as people at the next two tables began climbing up as well, also joining the riotous celebration.
“Hamadus!”
Amidst the carnival-like atmosphere, one of them bellowed with full lung capacity.
Hm?
This target was indeed easy to find.
Fu Qian blinked his eyes.
This turn of events was truly unexpected; it seemed that our friend Hamadus was almost universally known here.
That much was clear because, following that one shout, the cafe burst into cheers, nearly half the patrons joining in, banging on tables and roaring along.
Even the man behind the counter, who clearly looked like the owner of the coffee shop, had no intention of maintaining order, his face flushed with excitement.
A storm-like celebration swept through the entire small cafe in an instant.
And such was the power of this storm that even the customers who hadn’t stood up to join the revelry wore oddly fanatic expressions on their faces.
All except for one.
At that moment, Fu Qian’s attention fell on an elderly gentleman with salt-and-pepper hair sitting in the corner.
Impeccably dressed, he seemed to be well into his fifties.
His lips were thin, his face crisscrossed with wrinkles, but his blue eyes were unusually bright.
Right then, his expression was one of detachment as he continued to sip his coffee, seemingly oblivious to the chaos around him.
It wasn’t until he had finished his coffee that the gentleman slowly stood up.
After surveying his surroundings, he appeared pleased, as if admiring his own handiwork.
The next moment, he took several coins from his pocket, counted them, and placed them on the table.
Then, he left his seat and casually strolled a few steps around the cafe before, surprisingly, heading towards where Fu Qian was seated.
“A young body is always an enviable attribute!” he remarked after giving Fu Qian a look-over, shaking his head in admiration.
Not bad, old man!
Faced with this turn of events, Fu Qian remained seated without moving.
Shielded by his mask, the elder did not realize that Fu Qian, like himself, was unaffected by the atmosphere.
“I’ll just act as a young man for a couple of days,” he said.
“That’s quite a unique mask you have there. I’ve never seen it before.”
Amid his musings, the gentleman scrutinized Fu Qian from head to toe several times, then raised his hand and removed the mask from Fu Qian’s face.
Their eyes met, and in the next moment, the gentleman stiffened.