Squeak—
Following the flow, Fu Qian directly pushed the door open.
The quality of the door was indeed ordinary, the sound it made as it turned was quite unpleasant.
Luckily, the space inside was also very narrow, allowing one to easily lock onto a figure there, the only figure.
"Destiny Snake?"
A four-character na is not uncommon nowadays, Fu Qian naturally greeted.
He even stepped forward and sat down in an empty seat.
The figure appeared to be a normal citizen.
Brown hair, gray eyes, average height, average appearance, the only striking feature was the floral shirt on the upper body.
But considering the place he was in, it didn’t seem too outlandish.
"Abandonnt King?"
Facing the scrutiny calmly, the person also showed polite manners, slightly nodding in greeting.
Compared to the superior beings of the past, this one seed unusually frank, directly admitting their identity.
"Unfortunately, you’re fake."
However, before Fu Qian could finish his praise, the other person unexpectedly shifted the conversation, helping him to beco equally honest.
"No matter, as long as you’re real."
In response, Fu Qian maintained his rogue deanor, sitting steadily while expressing the need to think positively in everything.
...
As expected of Destiny Snake.
Theoretically, the relationship between himself and the Abandonnt King could definitely be considered a hidden secret of the superior beings.
Even the familiar superior beings he encountered before doubted the specifics of the situation.
However, this person rely took one glance and revealed this core secret.
Even as an opponent, it did not prevent Fu Qian from admitting the person’s high level.
As for his own response, the aning was actually quite simple.
On one hand, it was a tacit admission of being fake, on the other hand, it was honest about his intentions — regardless of whether he’s a fake Abandonnt King, as long as the one who kills the real Destiny Snake does the job.
"Your optimism brings great comfort... I hope you can maintain it."
This blunt threat seed to amuse the god, who chuckled and encouraged him.
The reason for being so certain he was a "god" was simple — this person’s data under the radar was astonishing.
In gaming terms, the calamity bar was possibly the longest among all characters he had encountered, leading to an accumulation efficiency that was impressively lazy.
Despite the rank not being inferior, the authority mastered might be targeting his Power of Calamity.
It’s not surprising, "Destiny" Snake, having expertise in avoiding calamities and turning them into blessings would’ve seed strange.
"I have to admit, you’ve done extrely well, I never imagined you’d acquire the key so efficiently."
As if hearing Fu Qian’s praise, the seemingly enigmatic Destiny Snake, oblivious to the calamity accumulating, surprisingly offered reverse flattery.
"In comparison, that waste is really too far behind."
As for the waste ntioned, one can guess it refers to the "Old Hunter."
"Overrated, after all, my space to operate is broader."
Fu Qian remained very modest.
"But with a single finger, he can crush you, even receiving more guidance from the existence behind you."
Indicating Fu Qian need not cover for the competitor, the disdain from Destiny Snake was pure.
...
Oh? So, truly another senior?
The person spoke so straightforwardly, it wasn’t hard to conclude sothing.
Previously considered the possibility that the opponent might have received related hints.
However, "more detailed instructions," does the warehouse sound a bit too generous?
Could this be a two-way task where no matter who wins, it’s considered a successful containnt — the probability seems too small.
Given the warehouse’s poor state, such a rich battle feels too far from him.
"Is he the one who ca before to deal with you?"
In the next mont, Fu Qian nodded and asked.
With an open mind, perhaps the warehouse’s current capacity limits giving detailed task instructions, but it wasn’t necessarily true in the past.
If the competitor was a true "senior," perhaps during its heyday, receiving more detailed instructions sounds much more reasonable?
Even the na fits, "Old" Hunter.
Though this way, the relationship between the inner and outer worlds becos even more interesting.
Is it both an overlap of the exterior and a coupling of past and present?
Ultimately, in the tacit understanding between Destiny Snake and the warehouse, they ford this competition venue?
And because it was a forr employee of the warehouse, automatically received guidance proportionate to their then intelligence level during the process?
This competitive environnt feels a bit unfair.
"Yes, but he was rely a beast capable only of slaughter — but do you know what’s ironic?"
Destiny Snake straightforwardly acknowledged Fu Qian’s statent, suddenly showing a aningful expression.
"Although you found a decent thug, the thing behind you is becoming increasingly foolish."
...
How could I not know?
It’s not the first ti I’ve vented together with others.
It’s hard to say whether the warehouse has self-pride, but there’s no doubt it’s recently received widespread praise.
"So what’s the specific na for that idiot?"
Nodding slightly to show agreent, Destiny Snake appears to be quite talkative and knowledgeable, prompting Fu Qian to decisively inquire about a long-standing interest.
"No one knows... so why haven’t you acted?"
Fu Qian’s wording seed impactful, the opponent paused before offering a response full of mystery.
"I can already sense the dimming of destiny, so why do you continue to spend ti accumulating—"
Boom!
Responding to the person was a dazzling golden fla.
Pure, solid, targeting only the body without spilling a bit.
So the warehouse is this mysterious?
Even those superior beings plagued by it don’t know the esteed na?
Effortlessly triggering the Calamity Eye, Fu Qian couldn’t help but sigh.
Destiny Snake certainly wasn’t oblivious to the accumulation of calamity, on the contrary, its precision was remarkable.
When asking why he hadn’t acted, it was exactly when he ceased accumulating.
Indeed, talking more implies confidence, and this is just the initial manifestation—
"All along, you’ve never really known what you were doing... have you?"
At a certain mont, the raging Fire of Madness gradually extinguished, anwhile, a voice ca from below.
The effect wasn’t absent, at least knowing why it’s called Destiny Snake.
Fu Qian scrutinized the slowly revealing body.
No longer an unremarkable silhouette, before him was an extrely bizarre transford physique.
Eye-shaped scales covered its entirety, even gently opening and closing.
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