Facing an Ancient God for a Year
Chapter 1194 - 1192: Legend

Chapter 1194: Chapter 1192: Legend

Of course, now a question arises.

If it wasn’t to catch himself, why did Chief Yuan return so rapidly?

After a glance at Yuan Shan, Fu Qian believed he had found the answer.

That was the outfit from the display window earlier.

The shoes and make-up matched well but weren’t brand new, clearly hurriedly paired upon her eager return.

"I browsed casually and felt this one was quite nice."

His action was undoubtedly noticed by Yuan Shan, who blushed slightly and explained.

"Indeed it’s nice."

However, Fu Qian didn’t have the bad habit of mocking others’ tastes; with a flick of his hand, he tossed a silver-white handgun over.

"Have a look."

"...Indeed it’s nice."

It was unexpected to Yuan Shan that Fu Qian still remembered this, she took it with slight surprise.

The next moment, she didn’t hesitate to stylishly fiddle with it a few times in front of the mirror nearby, giving the same appraisal.

"Right, there’s also some news I think you’ll be interested in."

Following that, she seemed to remember something, smiling slyly at Fu Qian.

"Last night, late at night, a group of scoundrels robbed the largest casino in Night Holy City."

"No one knows how they did it."

"And since there were no traces of Transcendent activity, most of the policemen in Night Holy City were forced to get up and work overtime in the middle of the night."

Sure enough, it was the handiwork of a crazy enough team.

The news brought by Yuan Shan left Fu Qian sighing for a while.

There’s no need to ask, it was definitely a masterpiece by the "Midas" team.

These gamblers, despite encountering a mysterious figure like himself, still insisted on carrying out such an exaggerated plan a few hours later.

They are indeed team members meticulously selected by Midas.

This story is likely to become a legend in Night Holy City for a long time to come.

Only in this legendary tale, the roles of himself and Yuan Shan might be quite special.

"Don’t worry, I’ve already provided an explanation through reliable means."

Seeming to know what Fu Qian was thinking about, Yuan Shan chuckled.

"You’re just a novice gambler who was lucky for one night, only to be dragged down by an old unfortunate person in the end."

She also seemed completely unbothered by fabricating a story about her teacher.

"An exciting night. Anything else?"

Fu Qian nodded slightly; Chief Yuan was still so dependable.

"How do you know there’s more?"

Surprise appeared slightly exaggerated on Yuan Shan’s face.

"I just confirmed that Su Gao is also in Night Holy City at the moment; in fact, she arrived just a bit earlier than us. It seems like you have quite the fate with her."

"She already knows you’re here and the address of this house, and by tonight at the latest, she can wrap up her current matters."

"Indeed quite coincidental."

After listening carefully, the image of Curved Sword in a black hat naturally surfaced in Fu Qian’s mind.

"So, before then, you’d better deal with your own situation as much as possible."

After striking several poses, although it was evident Yuan Shan really liked it, she still returned Mercy and pointed at the injury on Fu Qian’s body.

At the last piece of news, Chief Yuan seemed a bit disheartened by his overly calm reaction.

And as he watched Yuan Shan leave once again, Fu Qian silently thought to himself.

But she did get one thing right; before then, he still had a lot to do.

...

[Identity verification complete, today’s work begins.]

[Warning, information leak.]

Leaning by the window to enjoy the scenery, Fu Qian waited until the sun set in the west, then held the damaged egg in his hand and removed the Messenger from his face.

A familiar prompt rang in his ears, making it clear that there was no continuation of vacation privileges today.

Indeed, the warehouse was as compliant as ever.

Fu Qian was very satisfied with this and listened patiently.

[Name: Legend, Number 3-1003]

[Today’s task content has been updated. Enter containment scene of 3-1003 to complete recontainment.]

[Would you like to spend 1 SAN Point to start?]

A Number 3 task, another step closer to the most ideal situation.

In admiration, Fu Qian glanced at the phantom image that appeared in the warehouse, which actually looked like a book.

Could it be...

[Yes]

Fu Qian responded with his thoughts.

[Work begins today, now entering containment scene 3-1003]

[Current SAN Points 96, current Inspiration 99]

[Choose the Skills and items you wish to carry]

It seems... it really can begin now...

As the prompts for selection appeared, Fu Qian blinked and turned to look at the table beside him.

The next moment, he did not put down the egg in his hand; on the contrary, he even picked up a round ball, the size of an orange, made up of crystals of various shapes biting into one another.

Next were the white whistle, the transparent bell, a mask with soft features, the silent heavy Rattle Bell, the metal Headcage...

Even a longbow shimmering with flowing light.

That’s right, Fu Qian not only equipped the two traits he had acquired, but he almost chose to equip everything on the table as well.

And as it turned out, 99 points of Inspiration were indeed powerful, as there was no warning of exceeding the limit.

As for why he did this, the reason is very simple—the task itself is not the focus this time.

Now is a time of great indulgence.

From the moment he realized there might be two traits, Fu Qian had been pondering a question.

Is there anything one can use as a basis for choice when faced with an opportunity beyond one’s understanding?

And exploring this question, the situation has successfully become desperate.

It appears that there is no way to discriminate, and there are even Superior Beings intentionally confounding matters.

By the time the last trait was obtained, the situation he faced had turned into a purely chance-based gamble with no margin for error, fitting well with the place called Night Holy City.

But is it really so?

There’s something that I’ve been doing that seems to be a representative of the error margin.

Using SAN Points as fuel.

...

Professionals do not waste resources of any kind.

From the moment he included the Crystalline Sun into his possessions, Fu Qian had already made a decision—to use his position to seek personal gain.

The final stage for the Prism of Radiant Transformation’s performance will be in the space-time generated by the warehouse consuming his SAN Points, which may become history or vanish.

The reason for considering the feasibility of this method is very simple.

Since entering the warehouse, excluding the initial few tasks, all subsequent rewards are only given at the moment of task completion.

That is, even if I choose to consume a trait during the task, it would most likely only cause fundamental changes under the warehouse’s rewards at the very end.

Just like when I obtained the "completed Pseudo-God Ritual."

Myself synced into the task is in a special state.

And the time difference between consuming the trait and completing the task is the only potentially effective card I have when facing a Superior Being "far beyond the First Phase."

An opportunity to rethink in a choice without any basis.

Deciding whether to complete the task based on all the changes after consumption.

The reminder to the warehouse not to be polite today was never about becoming a role model.