Chapter 741: Chapter 739 Perfect Concealment_1 Chapter 741: Chapter 739 Perfect Concealment_1 Yasui Tokiyuki was certainly not a woman, and his photos could be found all over the world.
Excluding the possibility that he had some unusual habit, there was only one explanation left–this person wasn’t Yasui Tokiyuki.
So, did Yasui have two Emperors?
It had to be said, that was a bit of an exaggeration!
Fu Qian sized up the figure sitting beside Su Gao, expressing his sincere exclamation.
She even qualified as a beautiful and elegant woman.
It was hard to pin down her age, dressed in a white, fitted shirt with neat and elegant makeup, her soft brown hair wrapped up on her head, giving off a very mature and efficient vibe, just like a female scientist.
At that moment, she sat with one leg crossed over the other, resting her chin in her hand, looking at Su Gao with interest, though her eyes were quite expressive.
And it was obvious that neither Su Gao nor Asao Sakura was aware of her presence, even in a dream.
…
“I could tell at a glance that you’re eager to have a go,” Fu Qian said.
In order to not appear strange, Fu Qian kept on moving, and in the blink of an eye, he was back beside his own seat.
Meeting Asao Sakura’s somewhat dazed gaze, he unceremoniously stuffed everything into her hands.
It was undeniably an ideal situation if they could actually make a Second Phase Divine Envoy appear through a dream.
But for Su Gao and Asao Sakura, even under these circumstances, they were completely oblivious to this being, meaning that he couldn’t act from behind the scenes but had to step in himself.
…
Asao Sakura looked at the pile of things stuffed into her arms and smoothly followed up on the idea she had just had to ask for help in escaping, unbelievably not saying a word and honestly starting to follow the instructions.
And facing her actions, the Goddess Envoy merely turned her head slightly to glance at her and did not show any signs of surprise.
She could easily observe Su Gao and Asao Sakura.
Settling down quietly to wait for tea, Fu Qian arrived at his first conclusion.
At the same time, he noticed that her sitting position was exactly between Su Gao and Asao Sakura, almost the furthest distance from him.
And since his return, she hadn’t glanced at him at all.
Thinking it over, Fu Qian tried to reach out and took an empty cup from the farthest position.
This movement was a bit exaggerated, and in the next instant, the Goddess Envoy naturally looked up in his direction, but it was only a glance before she turned her head away.
She could see him, too?
It had to be admitted, this second conclusion was somewhat surprising to Fu Qian.
In his understanding, whatever this entity had done to achieve her current state, she shouldn’t have been able to observe him so freely.
Especially within the Clear Dream Realm, he should have felt it.
Yet, in that moment just now, she clearly saw him, but he did not feel the sensation of being seen…
Why was that?
Fu Qian furrowed his brows in thought, then met Asao Sakura’s puzzled gaze–he obviously didn’t understand why he would take an empty cup.
Could it be…
With a thought in mind, Fu Qian examined the cup in his hand, his tone becoming critical.
“Isn’t the cup warmed yet?”
“That’s because we haven’t reached that step yet,” Asao Sakura replied listlessly, feeling that her treatment as a guest was perhaps a bit too low.
“Alright then, take your time, I’ll just drink some water first,” Fu Qian said.
But before she could say anything more, Fu Qian nodded to show he understood, with no intention of lending a hand, and walked away with the empty cup.
…
Asao Sakura didn’t say anything, bowed her head, and focused on her tea ceremony.
Su Gao continued to sit quietly by her side.
The moment to witness a miracle had arrived.
Having reached the position he had planned in advance, Fu Qian confirmed that he was out of the line of sight of both Su Gao and Asao Sakura, then quietly removed the outermost mask toward the direction of the Goddess Envoy.
The strangely beautiful witch’s face was then exposed to the air.
There was no reaction.
Theoretically, he should have been within the field of vision of the Goddess Envoy by now, and this change could certainly be considered unusual.
But after maintaining this pose for a full three seconds, the Goddess Envoy made no response whatsoever.
So that’s how it is!
No wonder she seemed oblivious to the changes in her situation, despite being a Second Phase.
Conclusion three, she could only see what the “parasitized” person could see.
That is to say, while it seemed like she could observe her surroundings, in reality, she could only read the information observed by the host.
Including that glance just now, she did not actually observe him directly, which was why he did not feel anything.
What an interesting method. From this perspective, had the room now become a circle?
He could see the Divine Envoy, the Divine Envoy could see Su Gao and Asao Sakura, and both Su Gao and Asao Sakura could see him.
Come to think of it, this situation seemed familiar to him.
Back in Dunis, he had parasitized within the body of a spirited young fellow through a special method.
At that time, his observation of the outside world depended solely on spheres of light formed by converging sounds, without even a visual image.
Was the Goddess Envoy in the same situation now?
No, it was different.
Fu Qian put the mask back on and quickly dismissed this speculation before taking a glass of water and returning to the table.
At the time, the victim was a spirited young fellow; sitting there now was a demigod.
Fu Qian did not believe that such means could silently parasitize a demigod without Su Gao noticing anything.
And how could she parasitize two people at the same time? Split herself in half?
That was just too messy. Wasn’t she afraid of mental breakdown?
Wait a second, the mind…
Could pure mental parasitism be like this?
Fu Qian thought of a possibility.
That is, the true body of the Goddess Envoy might not even be here; her parasitism was purely on the mental level, akin to making the target fantasize something out of thin air, conjuring a knowledge of her out of nothing.
Through this method, existing only in the host’s consciousness and, in return, clouding their awareness, she could achieve perfect concealment.
Was this the method of the Divine Envoy?
He had to admit, this involved much more technical content than classmate Ariel’s approach.
After deducing a possibility bit by bit, Fu Qian was somewhat shocked by his own conjecture.
This method, had it not been for Su Gao’s special constitution and the fact that he had been scorned, would have been very difficult to detect in a short time.
And his own details must have been thoroughly figured out without him realizing it.
“Alright.”
By this time, Asao Sakura had finished brewing the tea and pushed it one-handedly towards Fu Qian.
Theoretically, this was a relatively disrespectful act.
It seemed she wanted to express her dissatisfaction in this manner.
Fu Qian, of course, did not mind at all; he was pondering a previous question–why had she not parasitized him?
Overconfidence? Just assuming he was no problem?
Yet such parasitism, akin to a mental plague, should have been a matter of convenience.
It was just then that the returned Fu Qian noticed the Goddess Envoy looking at him again, with undisguised loathing.
Wait… Asao Sakura, Su Gao, they seemed to have one glaring thing in common–they were both women!
Could it be she had some kind of cleanliness obsession?