Chapter 616: Chapter 616 Silence_1 Chapter 616: Chapter 616 Silence_1 [Task Evaluation: The Stars Hold Their Tongue]
In the familiar warehouse, Fu Qian examined the Headcage in his hands as a prompt sounded by his ear.
Coercing a high-level existence to accept an outcome it does not desire was undoubtedly a daunting task.
Therefore, until the last moment, even when the task completion notification appeared and a sense of accomplishment burst within him like a supernova, Fu Qian did not attempt to remove the Headcage.
Once he decided to act, Fu Qian was not going to give his adversary any chance.
The moment he appeared in the warehouse, as if some barrier had been broken, he felt a lightness in his head, and the Headcage automatically appeared in his hand.
The transition from the containment scene to the warehouse spontaneously interrupted the sweet Nightmare.
At the same time, the various anomaly Curses on his body also disappeared without a trace.
But this did not mean a complete recovery.
At this very moment, in Fu Qian’s consciousness, the thick, crazed emotions had merely stopped their endless growth; the endlessly heightened joy was still present, dissipating and falling back was a long process.
[The God of Hubbub’s festival was approaching, and Chief Chelphus of the Night Watchmen in the Dunis Area had received an unpleasant piece of news. Several illnesses thought to have transcendent characteristics had been submitted by local officers.
Initially, these anomalies did not receive much attention, until the investigating Night Watchmen discovered that these people all belonged to a special group.
The mysterious symbols found at their activity site made the investigators unable to resist linking these diseases, whose origins they could not analyze, with the bizarre images in the manuscripts.
Upon receiving the investigation report, Chelphus reacted with far more anxiety than expected, and not only did all Night Watchmen in the Dunis Area spring into action, but soon new Demigods arrived.
Nevertheless, the inevitably chaotic night of the Hubbub Festival came to an unexpectedly peaceful end.
When the two Night Watchmen Demigods hurried back to the docks, some incomprehensible transformation had already ceased abruptly, and the participants had disappeared, just like the two bloody events on the eve of the festival.
After the festival, revelers from all over the world who had gathered confessed that they had truly seen the fabled God of Hubbub, making this year’s carnival even more joyous than in previous years.
You, amidst formidable enemies, not only personally slaughtered an ancient divine being but also forced the source of the Beastly Disease, a higher being named Rom, to accept this reality, turning him into history.
This day, the Stars fell silent because of you.]
[Eliminated: Camus Grelada, Marco, and the God of Hubbub, Hamadus]
[Reward: SAN Points +30]
[Special Reward: Pseudo-Divine Being]
[Current SAN Points: 88, current Inspiration: 99]
[Do you wish to play the event recap?]
It’s indeed as I imagined.
Listening to the mission summary, Fu Qian felt some of his suspicions were confirmed.
That Rom really was some kind of higher existence, guiding everything from behind the scenes.
Weaving a hunt, then only accepting the future where the hunt was successful, all that didn’t fit his expectations was illusion.
A true method of a divine being, the style was impeccable!
Cassandra did indeed come specifically for the Beastly Disease.
Furthermore, from their reactions, it was evident that the Night Watchmen were inherently quite sensitive to such events.
Combining what Veil had previously explained, the Night Watchmen might know even more secrets of the ancient divine beings.
But this clearly didn’t escape Rom’s control; whether it was the symbols or the paintings, they misled the judgments of the two Demigods, preventing them from linking this immediately to the God of Hubbub, Hamadus.
Otherwise, the Hubbub Festival would likely have been outright canceled, and the hunt would not have proceeded.
Besides, this was practically a close encounter with the Native Council.
As it turned out, this organization really did possess astonishing power; aside from Ariel the Divine Envoy, they casually brought in two more Demigods for an operation, one of whom was mysterious in his movements.
Of course, how could a firefly’s light compete with the sun and moon!
After this battle, the renown of my Rebirth Club must surely deeply intimidate those petty villains.
While thinking, Fu Qian laughed heartily, looking as if he were about to transform.
Confirming the completion of the task, he now completely released the suppression on his emotions, allowing the extremely favorable self-perception to spread unchecked.
In the shadowy machinations backstage, Fu Qian focused his attention on his special reward.
[Name: Pseudo-Divine Being]
[Type: Ring]
[Effect: A simple yet noble ring, made from materials that shouldn’t exist, therefore its symbolism is equally ethereal. Yet this illusion is so lofty and splendid that to the eyes of a fool, it is indistinguishable from divine beings.
Consume 10 SAN Points, temporarily granting the wearer a false True God stature.]
[Note: It’s not only divine beings who can gaze upon the divine.]
Another ring?
Fu Qian caressed the reward that appeared in his hand.
The edges were flat and the design indeed wasn’t complex, resembling a twisted circle with fine, intricate openwork patterns, like a silver snake with its tail in its mouth.
What caught attention was its effect.
Transform into a pseudo-god, temporarily gaining the stature of a divine being?
So you’re saying that even though I’m not even Second Phase yet, I can already experience what it’s like to be a divine being?
Even if it’s fake, that’s still a pretty exaggerated claim.
But the cost is a bit steep.
10 SAN Points each time, that’s already half the earnings from a normal mission.
No doubt this is a strategic skill.
For instance, the next time I encounter Ariel, if she descends as a True God again, activating this might prevent more SAN Point loss.
Though it’s not a world-shattering divine artifact, its effects are exactly to my taste; not in vain did I struggle to tear apart a divine being.
Pleased with the mission reward, Fu Qian stretched and nodded with an exaggerated smile.
The workload has been a bit heavy lately; time to head back for some rest.
However, he didn’t activate the pattern on his wrist but instead reached for the Emissary’s Mask and put it on.
Since my ascension to demigod status, any chatter related to me from Young Master Qin and Tan Ying forms a special connection, influenced by my will.
Considering my overly good mood right now, even a little bit of it transmitted through that connection could grind their sanity to dust.
Better visit the store first.
…
I’m seriously too exhilarated!
Leaping off the bed on the second floor of the bookstore, Fu Qian descended the stairs with light steps, silently critiquing himself.
The customers that would come in a while must surely be moved by this fervor.
However, before he could descend the staircase, Fu Qian realized something and looked towards the door.
There was no letter on the ground, and the door was neatly locked from the inside, just as it had been when he left.
The next moment, Fu Qian stepped forward and unlocked the door from the inside.
Outside it was still early morning, with very few pedestrians around.
And there, on the bench by the side of the little shop, sat a figure, quietly, with their back towards him.
Wearing black, with a narrow hat and brown hair against pale skin.
It was indeed a certain sweets enthusiast.
“Mr. Fang…”
The next moment, as though sensing something, Su Gao turned her head to look over.
After squinting to recognize for a few seconds, she smiled faintly and patted the Curved Sword beside her.
“I’m ready.”
(End of Volume Three)