Honestly, painting a human face on objects like masks or helmets doesn’t seem too strange to Fu Qian.
But typically, those faces are meant to either intimidate enemies or provide a gentle enlightenment; they must have something extraordinary about them.
This face, on one hand, does have exaggeration, such as eyes that are unnaturally large and spaced far apart.
Unfortunately, instead of giving an impression of wisdom, it only brings to mind the legendary clarity of stupidity.
Paired with a mouth that droops downward, as if perpetually about to drool, the stupidity reaches a near-pathological level, feeling almost tangible.
A research organization dedicated to exploring the beginnings and ends of the world uses the face of an alien with intellectual impediments as a symbol?
Fu Qian has never underestimated the human pioneers bold enough to explore, but at that moment, he was moved by the courage displayed before him.
Could it be a constant reminder of one’s own foolishness?
A temperament like that truly mands respect.
It’s just unfortunate that, as if they disdain wearing it, many people don’t seem to keep such humility in their hearts.
"Wele, it sounds like you’re very interested in our topic."
Considering the ice-breaking was successful, Fu Qian didn’t hesitate to speak first, his posture leisurely and posed.
Wele...
That choice of words is truly against Heavenly Gang, not to mention the opposite party seemed to indicate silence, what are you weling?
Did you get the host mixed up?
"What are you doing here?"
The well-dressed researcher was clearly displeased, bluntly reminding of this point.
"Sunbathing."
This time, Ah Fei proved he still had some memory.
His mouth was as quick as his rapier, even preceding Fu Qian’s response, directly repeating what was previously said.
...
The air began to grow tense.
Few words but deadly, upon Ah Fei’s sunbathing remark, it was clear the Sun Apostle’s mood shifted.
On one hand, silent without uttering a sound, on the other, seemed about to close the door.
The tension wasn’t just a feeling; it was a physical sensation.
Fu Qian was very certain the temperature was indeed rising at that moment, until it felt as if the scene of twin suns shining was about to transpire once again—how impossible.
Acpanied by an eerie sound, a stream of light rushed from beside.
And Fu Qian also stepped back, making way for this action.
Yes, Ah Fei acted directly.
No surprise, between waking and sleeping, one’s actions often bee more pure.
Even after discussing Zen principles for so long, Ah Fei seemed to have not forgotten his purpose.
If Brother Apostle from the Sun had maintained the earlier friendly exchange status, perhaps Ah Fei might have hesitated a bit longer.
However, the former had an immediate stress response due to one statement, so blame not the Hunter chosen by the Evil God for having an even higher intensity of reaction.
As for why Professor Fu, knowing there would be such risks, didn’t preemptively act to mitigate it, or at least mediate?
Even if not for the so-called peaceful coexistence, simply gathering more intelligence seems valuable—but that wouldn’t be the puppetmaster anymore.
Changing a well-laid strategy on the fly has always been a military taboo.
Fu Qian certainly has the ability to achieve that, and indeed could potentially gain more.
But beyond a tiny advantage, represents a deeper engagement with causality, thus one’s realm drops to the level of previous encounters.
Therefore, trusting those he employs, since this hunt was entrusted to Ah Fei, why not trust his performance in the whole incident?
His reaction was to act now, then let him act, perhaps it’s the better way of munication.
A Superior Being should possess the traits of a Superior Being.
...
"You’re all insane!"
Without a doubt, the Sun Apostle once again utterly failed in the game of style.
Those who want to act at the slightest provocation, meet opponents who act even faster, feeling a bit dazed is normal.
Not to mention the one next to him who seems to control the whole situation, denying involvement.
Ultimately, between a drop in style, the strange face lets out a life-questioning roar, successfully further lowering the style.
Clang!
However, it is extraordinary among survivors; when infuriated, can make the air tense even unexpectedly, still showing astonishing strength.
Ah Fei’s rapier undoubtedly hit its target, even slicing a neat mark on the black robe.
Then when attempting to delve further, it triggered a crisp sound, as if struck upon stone.
Indeed, a real stone couldn’t block this rapier; the latter possesses not only shocking hardness but also a wondrous crystalline texture.
Seeming to have nothing beyond the surface layer.
Even from this angle, the interior rapidly fills with bright radiance.
Yes, the previous metaphor seems to have e true.
Not only does the hat resemble a lightbulb, the Sun Apostle’s body is akin to a humanoid incandescent lamp.
Even so, from where the scorching feeling in the air arises now seems quite intuitive.
"If so, then you should die as well."
During this transformation, the Sun Apostle’s voice also quickly lost emotion.
Though it’s a brutal declaration, it almost seems like conveying God’s will.
Ping—
Simultaneously, Ah Fei’s second sword was casually blocked by one of his fingers.
...
Though initially seeming sleepy, Ah Fei’s second sword was not only fast but adept.
Specifically, aiming for the areas without apparent defense, the sword directly targeted the Sun Apostle’s mouth.
Unfortunately, the opponent seemed to have anticipated this intent, surprisingly raising a finger to his lips first.
Giving the impression, at that moment, of saying to the intruder, don’t cause trouble.
Ah Fei truly did not pursue further trouble.
Upon failing once again, immediately withdrew the rapier with equal swiftness, retreating.
Urrgh—
Even so, the following moment his throat emitted a beast-like low growl, a sound of evident distress.
The reason is simple, at that time the rapier he held was also rapidly being dazzlingly bright.
The origin point is where it connected with the finger.
The Sun Apostle didn’t prevent his escape nor appeared to chase, but actually, punishment had already descended on the weapon in the form of a flare.
Amazing light and heat.
In the blink of an eye, hard to blink again.
ing from the rapier’s remarkable brilliance, almost robbing one’s sight.
Fu Qian even smelled the scent of roasted meat.
Ah Fei seemed better advised to release this newly updated weapon if he didn’t wish to turn into char.
Clang!
He actually let go.
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