"Yes, a lot of laughter... like children."
The voice was so dry, it seemed as if it might collapse in the next moment.
But Ah Fei’s hand remained steady, even as it pinched his own wound.
In addition, he clearly remembered who the Scavenger was; rather than blaming Fu Qian for not taking action, he quickly answered questions.
Throughout answering questions, his eyes in the shadows remained beast-like keen, scanning the surroundings, ready for a life-or-death struggle at any moment.
A lot of... children?
Although there are many teenage geniuses in academic circles, having so many at once seems a bit excessive?
Still without doubt, Fu Qian imagined the scene described and noted that this place indeed had some new tricks.
"The lines on the wall."
And without taking intelligence for free, Fu Qian very fairly gave guidance, pointing out the reason the other party hadn’t seen the attack.
Lines?
Ah Fei didn’t make a sound but suddenly looked to his side and quickly locked onto a shiny spot.
That’s right, the silver dotted line on the wall already covered in dust.
Ah Fei’s reaction was quite good, but unfortunately, the attacker might not play fair.
Fu Qian saw clearly just now; it wasn’t a matter of actions being unbelievably fast—the terrifying damage seeped directly from one line, then vanished into another, forming a deadly arc of light.
Truly the wisdom crystal of the Stargazers, even so damaged, it hadn’t entirely failed.
Just its effect seemed to have mutated, turning from a research tool into a true weapon.
Moreover, its activation wasn’t without warning; he had just spoken up because the dark dust on the line where the deadly arc of light emerged was quietly peeling away.
Even Ah Fei’s previous shot wasn’t wrong; not far from the hit position, there was another shiny line, exactly where the attack vanished.
It’s also what Ah Fei was looking at now.
Honestly, such a motion could easily be understood as the research facility’s defense mode activating, or research staff repelling intruders and so forth.
But bined with Ah Fei’s mention of children, the situation seemed to bee more plicated—of course, that was his business.
After giving the hint, Fu Qian did nothing else, just continued to hold two eyeballs in his hands, directing them everywhere as if scanning the terrain.
Hiss—
Thankfully, Ah Fei didn’t expect more, his almost crippled physique moved with surprising agility in that moment, leaping upward another step.
And the moment he made that move, a beam of light swept over where he had been hiding.
No thickness, dark as blood.
If one weren’t attentive, it would undoubtedly be difficult to detect in the shadows.
From this point of view, Ah Fei’s earlier decision to extinguish the lights may have been clever, but he clearly encountered a dimensional reduction blow, putting him in even greater danger.
Additionally, it could be seen that this time, the aimed position was even more vicious—a slight delay in dodging would result in being cut in half.
As for how he managed to dodge, it was actually simple—two more lines had dark dust peeling off.
This time, Ah Fei not only displayed his Hunter skills but also his geometric knowledge, instantly deducing what kind of surface would form between the two.
He even smartly chose a landing point, realizing the shadows were disadvantageous and resolutely corrected to pick the brightest spot under the light.
All that can be said is once a pattern is grasped, facing such attacks is no longer indefensible.
The only regret, being present on-site as an Evil God, Fu Qian still didn’t hear the children’s laughter—hiss!
He was just contemplating when the scene before him seemed to explain what it means to not appreciate admiration.
Obviously with brighter light and clearer visibility, Ah Fei’s third dodge was slightly delayed.
The result was an additional wound, and the only hand he could still use was almost crippled.
Phew—
He didn’t appear very panicked, his gaze fixed on the line where the attack receded, and in that moment, Ah Fei took a deep breath.
Boom—
His body immediately bounced up, directly breaking through the obstruction above his head.
...
Always thinking of a counterattack, my perspective as an Evil God was indeed astute.
Already falling into disrepair, debris came tumbling down like rain.
Yet, easily avoiding it, lest the weapon bees brand new, Fu Qian had silently caught up, full of admiration for Ah Fei’s reaction.
Clearly, this time wasn’t a moment of carelessness.
Normally facing such a situation, demolition is indeed a reasonable choice.
The more straightforward thinkers may believe there’s something in the wall, attempting to find it.
But even the more seasoned ones, thinking to destroy the light arc’s source, would undoubtedly start with the denser wall.
But Brother Ah Fei was clearly neither naive nor willing to be passive, instead truly wanting to find the source of the laughter.
The specific method was to take another blow, attempting to strengthen the connection and thereby try to locate it.
It’s not a particularly hard idea and may not necessarily be effective, but such things depend on execution.
Being late or slow could both lower the success rate.
Fortunately, it seems the heavens favor the fierce; his determination was rewarded.
Having followed him to the upper floor, Fu Qian watched as that figure didn’t pause, slashing at a nearby door.
...
It could be seen that not only do the lines on the walls remain useful, the ones on the door haven’t failed either, providing some protective effect.
The originally sharp slash seemed to encounter layers of invisible resistance, even triggering a sound that made one’s teeth ache.
Unfortunately, all of this appeared only for a moment, then vanished at an amazing speed, along with the silver lines on the door...
And the entire door...
You thought it was a joke when Abandonment King personally enchanted it?
Not surprised at all, Fu Qian merely scoffed internally at that moment.
It was certainly not that Ah Fei realized some Breaking Door Style; the weapon given to him earlier was casually enlightened and now finally put to use.
It didn’t take much effort, but since it was bestowed by the Tyrant, targeting such means posed no problem.
This was exactly the original intent—that the wielder of the Blade of Calamity act on the Evil God’s will, spreading corruption.
Even Brother Ah Fei’s method of practice was highly satisfactory, precisely the kick-the-door slash mentioned earlier—though it seems the target was indeed a bit small.
As the door broke open, the scene inside was also clearly visible.
First, not entirely unexpected, a figure in an ancient uniform turned to look at the motion.
However, this simple action seemed to have some external assistance.
A crudely made, rather ugly burlap doll was seated on his shoulder.
Though it bore no sign of life, at that moment, the doll’s movement seemed to manipulate the human figure below it with puppet strings.
Just as expected, there was a Night Watchman involved.
Facing such a scene, Fu Qian’s reaction was a sigh, a particular suspicion now confirmed.
Indeed, that was the doll of Lady Needle Witch.
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