Chapter 703: Chapter 701: The Moment of Feasting (18)_1 Chapter 703: Chapter 701: The Moment of Feasting (18)_1 As soon as Fu Qian posed his question, Gaya’s expression changed abruptly, almost visibly sharp.
It feels like there’s a high probability of knowing!
Although it was only for an instant, and he soon returned to his usual self, Fu Qian, who had been paying close attention, undoubtedly caught the reaction and silently reflected.
This person’s attitude–it doesn’t seem like he’s completely in the dark about Dimming Pony’s true effectiveness.
That’s strange, for a substitute, isn’t that a bit too much information?
Wouldn’t all this count as core secrets?
When something is out of the norm, there must be a demon at play!
“Thank you for your reminder, but haven’t you overlooked a problem?”
In the midst of the tense atmosphere, Gaya was the first to break the silence.
“Impurities that cannot be removed, that’s an interesting metaphor, to be honest, I had similar concerns before.”
“But now I don’t, do you know why?”
“Because you, right in front of me, aren’t you a successful example?”
At this moment, Dr. Gaya’s logical abilities as a researcher were fully displayed as he stared at Fu Qian with an appreciative look.
It seems so!
As these words were spoken, even Cynthia’s eyes lit up.
Although the guy in front of her was unreasonable, the combat power he displayed was terrifying. In contrast, his strength had increased unimaginably without any sign of mental impact.
Indeed, a perfect case study!
“Fool! Reproducibility!”
Facing the intense gaze turned his way, the next moment Fu Qian slammed the table and rebuked sharply.
“Have you forgotten such a crucial principle?”
“What can one special case prove?”
“Look at the piles of defective products outside; is this how you waste the company’s resources?”
“Then what do you suggest?”
Under the barrage of criticism, Brother Gaya’s tone began to show signs of resignation.
It must be said that from the beginning until now, the direction of the conversation had taken such a bizarre turn that even the guards were confusedly shifting their gaze between Fu Qian and Gaya, somewhat baffled by the sudden plunge into academic discourse.
“Actually, I’m a bit curious, in any exploration, some interference is inevitable; why do you think this thing can’t be removed?”
Brother Gaya naturally wouldn’t care what they thought, suddenly questioning Fu Qian in response.
As the project leader, he certainly had some tricks up his sleeve.
Fu Qian thought to himself.
He didn’t believe that he could be led astray by a few words of his own. The rubbish he had just spouted had a simple objective: to test how much this guy really knew about “Dimming Pony,” the item of the oath.
Gaya’s reaction, besides parrying his questions, even seemed to be subtly probing in return, trying to gauge the extent of his knowledge about the items of the oath.
“You’re asking me about your own project? What kind of attitude is that!”
As he pondered, Fu Qian suddenly rose from his seat, his tone full of frustrated expectations.
“Enough, take me downstairs.”
The next moment he let out a long sigh, appearing extremely exasperated by the burdens of scientific pursuit.
“…Fine.”
In the dazed gaze of the onlookers, Dr. Gaya was silent for a full thirty seconds, and in the end, he actually agreed to the request.
The next moment, signaling the guards to make way, Dr. Gaya even took the lead.
It’s getting more and more suspicious.
Fu Qian naturally followed without hesitation, silently assessing the situation.
If Gaya had simply ordered someone to grind him into dust, that would have been normal.
Now, with such a compromising attitude, it’s less believable that he would forsake his dignity for the sake of research and more likely that he is eager to confirm whether or not Fu Qian knows something.
…
Facing this bizarre plot development, Cynthia was clearly also puzzled.
Yet, driven by overwhelming curiosity and after a slight hesitation, she followed suit.
In the end, the three of them, escorted by a large contingent of guards, made their way to the lowest level.
The other members in orange uniforms had already been expelled, and Gaya directly ordered the door to be opened.
“We’ll go in together, we should have enough time,”
the next moment Gaya said to Fu Qian with conviction in his voice.
“Sure!”
Fu Qian readily agreed.
A true researcher must possess the spirit to dedicate themselves to scientific research.
As for there still being time, that wasn’t nonsense either; it was almost ten minutes to eight o’clock.
“I’ll go too.”
Cynthia didn’t want to be outdone and immediately expressed her professional dedication.
“Alright.”
Gaya glanced at Cynthia and did not persuade his colleague otherwise.
Even before they set off, he requested that the personnel outside disregard the five-minute limit and, unless he signaled, not to open the door.
Soon the thick metal door slowly closed behind them, and Fu Qian saw the bizarre Dimming Pony for the second time.
The Dimming Pony was as spirited as ever, with a resonant call.
Like when Fu Qian and Miss 6 were there before, the three of them stood in three different directions around the room.
As a Middle Tier individual, although it was obviously Cynthia’s first time facing it directly, she seemed fairly relaxed overall.
There was no confusion, and she even observed the room with great interest.
As for the project leader, Brother Gaya–
Fu Qian glanced to his right.
From the moment he entered, Gaya had been even more composed, as if everything was under control.
“Not affected in the slightest, eh?”
At this moment, responding to Fu Qian’s gaze, he initiated the conversation.
“It’s pretty much what I expected.”
“That’s an enviable talent. I’m becoming more and more interested in you.”
“You had to come down to see how I would react in front of this thing, right? Soul Guidance did reveal some things about me, so it’s not strange for you to think that,”
he said with a self-deprecating smile.
“I won’t deny that after being exposed to the Dimming Pony multiple times, I once found myself in painful struggle.”
“For a long time, I believed even more firmly than those testers that I was Patch and that Gaya was just an identity of mine, even indulging involuntarily in the pleasure of deceiving others.”
“But the reason I still persuaded those people to spend a huge amount of manpower and resources on tests is because I gradually broke free from that process and even kept some of the feedback.”
“At this moment, I can unequivocally confirm which part is myself and which part is the Devil’s temptation,”
Gaya said to Fu Qian, his demeanor serious and earnest.
“This is my confidence, because I am also a successful case. Do you understand?”
…
At this moment, Gaya spoke with a sense of righteousness.
He appeared to be insisting on his views and beliefs earnestly in the face of an expert like Fu Qian, who was deeply prejudiced.
Cynthia, too, seemed to be hearing about this for the first time,
and she appeared to fully comprehend the hardships of that period described by Gaya, unable to help feeling somewhat moved.
And at this moment, Fu Qian, who was rendered speechless by the rebuttal, quietly observed the scene before him, his heart filled with reflection.
This really stirred things up!