Venturing alone into the enemy’s lair, planning to trap and kill the poachers.
Directly confronting a demigod, all to save the little rmaid.
Although lacking in strength, that courageous Friend of Nature, Delanlay, left a deep impression on Fu Qian.
Additionally, perhaps quite different from this Tumor Flower Blossom, but at the ti, the thod he attempted to use to eliminate the poachers was essentially similar to this poisoning sche.
If anyone could be related to this Virtue and Compassion Assembly, they would be a strong contender.
The news from Gene was undoubtedly strange and interesting, and Fu Qian understood the peculiar emotions of the individuals involved.
As Gene said, using such a distinctive thod of murder is not sothing a mastermind would typically employ.
Unless it wasn’t at all about blaming Yasui or their group, but simply because they lacked strength and needed to seize an opportunity they created to achieve this feat.
Otherwise, just leveraging others to kill, wouldn’t that be both clean and simple?
Clear understanding of the target’s escape thods, couldn’t they just find a way to hand it over to these thugs?
The attacker seed obsessed with making the target die by this special poison... experiencing the world’s anger.
In the end, Gene’s feeling beca simple, how can you be angry with a bunch of lunatics?
After all, everyone is a businessman, weighing the pros and cons in everything.
Whether it’s for profit and harm or reconciliation... whatever the nature of the operation, it’s at least based on calculated logic.
And then a group of clear-eyed idealists infiltrate, turning the whole atmosphere strange.
...
"I’ve really never heard of it..."
For example, as seen with the naked eye, after so storytelling, the Tooth Throat Lay Buddhist seed at a loss for comntary.
"Not many people know... Although Tumor Flower Blossom is destructively powerful, it’s not very contagious; in most cases, the victims die quickly and unpleasantly, so even the Night Watchn don’t specifically target them much...
"This ti our luck was terrible, we were just a bit slow in pursuit, and ran straight into it, haha..."
During the explanation, Gene couldn’t help but chuckle bitterly.
"But at least you’re not dead, thanks to ’His’ blessing."
Interrupted by Tooth Throat Lay Buddhist the very next mont.
Although the latter wasn’t that knowledgeable, his mindset wasn’t bad, and his wounds were already tended to by now.
That esteed one...
The effect of the reminder was imdiate.
Gene’s eyes cleared almost instantly, trying hard to adjust his lying position.
Clearly, he recalled the main reason he could still make these observations.
So the first thing he had to do was repent for his past irreverence.
Despite repeatedly witnessing divine miracles, in the face of repeated setbacks, people’s hearts still held reservations.
This ti, however, not only was he granted favor, but the Abandonnt King also perfectly demonstrated his power over life and death.
...
This is likely why followers of the Evil God are often more devout.
Apart from the often larger blessings, never forgetting the dual approach of grace and might.
Seeing that the situation on the other side had stabilized, Fu Qian casually cut the connection, sighing inwardly.
Who says wielding the Destruction Authority can’t achieve the role of a Superior Being?
At this mont, the call belonging to Gene in his mind even faintly overshadowed the Tooth Throat Lay Buddhist.
It can be foreseen that the devotees’ piety index will rise again, though for the long-seat high Professor Fu, it was rely an afternoon interlude.
Even throughout the process, the walking never stopped.
Unfortunately, for the Transcendents, a lunchti break is barely necessary.
Which ans that despite the beautiful winter sunshine, the crowd density during the walk was even less than in the morning.
Professor Fu, unbothered, leisurely strolled, finally removing the mask from his face.
And without staying in the warehouse for even half a second, he activated the wrist seal to appear in a small living room.
By comparison, it was quieter here than the Academy, though the weather outside was not as bright.
Sitting on the sofa quietly for a mont, Fu Qian finally stretched, reaching out into the Void.
There was nothing.
Having only three of the qualities of transcending ti and space has its limits—just like the Dark Moon Cult Leader.
Even though he had once desecrated the sun in this world, entering a discoloration state, the latter couldn’t establish a connection.
If the bookstore world people reside as the people before the doomsday where the Pontiff is, under a shield, struggling to maintain fragile peace.
Then what state are the people of this world in?
Finding an answer seems to require more effort.
Pondering, Fu Qian finally got up.
He didn’t try to call any friends, nor rush to change clothes.
The next mont he went directly to the kitchen, opened the fridge, and looked at a carton.
"I knew I didn’t rember wrong... Last day of the shelf life."
Talking to himself, he picked up a cup, washed it again, and filled it to the brim with milk.
...
"Are you hungry?"
When Professor Fu returned to his lab, the sky was already filled with stars.
Looking at Demigod Su who was almost in the sa position, staring out the window, he naturally greeted her.
"Not yet."
With a slight smile, Su Gao didn’t seem to think her answer lacked cooperation, or more likely, never even considered whether it did.
"Great, let’s go to a place with nice flavors to sit down and experience so nightlife."
Fu Qian too, responded smoothly, making it hard to discern any issue at first.
"Okay... fits well."
It’s clear that this day was a rare peaceful one for Su Gao.
Not only did she naturally get up, but she also rarely glanced up and down, comnting on Expert Fu’s new outfit.
...
"Order whatever you like, though you can also steal my choice."
The nightlife location Fu Qian chose was naturally a late-night eatery personally certified by Professor Lanaya.
But on one hand, she wasn’t in the mood to enjoy it today, and on the other, Professor Fu’s status had changed.
With control over the Academy’s top laboratory’s reimbursent authority, he could freely use research funds too.
Not to ntion, this al was with the Night Watchman emissary, so a public expense reception posed no issues.
Overall, there was no concern about running a tab—although the staff inside seed to think otherwise.
For the small eatery’s clientele, it was still early, so there weren’t many diners.
The short-haired golden-blonde server seed sowhat idle, even having spare monts to daydream.
But upon seeing Fu Qian and his companion enter, Dragon Girl Sonni almost imdiately stood upright, her body tensed.
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