Chapter 2608 - 2603: Calling to Account
Chapter 2608: Chapter 2603: Calling to Account
Indeed, there was no one to appreciate it.
Amidst the tumultuous ashes, Fu Qian did not flamboyantly attempt to rediscover the Inverted Lake but instead performed a joyous ode on the spot.
This was somewhat untimely, so it was to be expected that no one applauded.
As the final tune ended, neither the Mermaid nor the Fool appeared, but he wasn’t too concerned.
After expressing a bit of respect for the possible feat of the latter, Fu Qian rose directly, put away the harmonica, and prepared to conclude.
Yes, he didn’t even intend to wait for the Burial Scroll to cool completely before opening it to check its quality.
The reason being, on one hand, that this expedition had yielded substantial gains, already deemed a great success.
It was even so successful that it felt like refining the heavens and earth.
It’s not only when you swallow it and stomach acid dissolves it that it counts.
In one second it was fine, and in the next, it was directly defined as a lie; the authenticity became unstable. Isn’t that a form of refinement?
On the other hand, in Fu Qian’s judgment, even if he reopened the Burial Scroll, it was highly unlikely he’d see anything significant.
The script belonged to both the Fool and himself in a mutually striving pursuit, forming a pillar of strength, aptly called a fortuitous meeting.
However, with the refusal to define the world’s truth using himself as an anchor point, this opportunity had evidently been consumed.
Attempting to recondense isn’t impossible, but technically, it requires first returning to the Academy, tasting some experimental material, and seeing if Insight can be regained.
Moreover, that’s just the basic premise. The crystal found from the Lighthouse had even vanished, taken away as the script ended.
It is precisely this series of manifestations that led Fu Qian to believe that the opportunity for him to become a God couldn’t be easily replicated.
Of course, aside from these, there was also a rather special reason—
Facing the crimson moonlight shining upon him, Fu Qian looked up at the sky.
Though there was no one to appreciate it, it didn’t mean there was no audience.
Halfway through the tune, the Red Moon had already risen from the sea, casting a bewitching light around.
It was clearly the most direct victim of "lies," shining quietly.
...
It wasn’t the first time it appeared in this manner.
Perhaps not expressive, but the Red Moon was evidently very concerned about the hard-found "child," eyes constantly locked on him.
Though theoretically, there could be other interpretations this time.
Like being summoned for judgment.
The opportunity to break lies was right in front, yet it was easily abandoned.
Clearly having seen through the world’s essence, yet willingly blindfolded, buried in fleeting appearances.
Though there’s never been a direct request for the "child" to tackle lies, from the Red Moon’s perspective, it was at least futile counsel, akin to rebellion coming face-first.
Coupled with the fact that there seemed no danger necessitating its appearance around here, it gave off an aura of staring silently, waiting for the rebellious youth to explain himself.
Hmm...
It’s a pity that at that moment, Fu Qian looked not with a repenting heart but continued staring at the sky warmly.
It had a certain look like when facing parents, completely unaware of where he went wrong.
The Red Moon also showed great persistence, with the crimson radiance even more fervent, causing a stalemate in the situation.
"Wait a moment while I tidy up."
As time ticked by, ultimately, with the awareness of a rebel, Fu Qian finally chose to speak first.
Though upon reflection, it’s even less worth mentioning.
Sure enough, the Red Moon’s radiance trembled faintly, seemingly surprised at the child’s level of rebellion.
But Fu Qian didn’t even wait for the other’s consent and directly took off the Emissary’s Mask.
It remained dim, but the light’s brightness did differ nonetheless.
In the next moment, he was already sitting directly in the warehouse.
...
Faced with criticism, walking away directly without a word.
It is widely known what such behavior represents, an attitude considered extremely dreadful, with repercussions bound to escalate to any extent without grievance.
[Warning, leak accident——]
Fortunately, it wasn’t entirely bad news.
Almost instantly, a pleasant prompt appeared beside the ear.
The familiar leak alert, not only heralding a new day’s arrival but practically confirming previous suspicions.
Not that the warehouse’s conscience was discovered, silently allocating a break without notice.
But due to script interference, even routine task distribution was influenced.
Moreover, this partly further verified Lord Fool’s great power, capable of reaching such an extent.
Unquestionably, a notable point was his cooperation as the Administrator.
Perhaps the Fool possessed certain specific mechanisms, but without actively swallowing Divine Blood and Flesh, gaining Insight into spatial temporal fallacies, the former would have no qualifications to interface with the warehouse.
And making such behavior akin to insider trading, naturally, he gained plenty too, singularly the "Destined God’s face," dreamed eagerly by many.
It’s no exaggeration, the previous mention of tidying up primarily meant putting away the fool statue and umbilical cord back.
Related tests have been completed, these two items are toxic materials counted down.
Keeping them only increases risk further, their significance likely just letting the Red Moon discover, such dangerous behavior still exists.
Beyond that, Fu Qian actually had one more thing to do—
Completely ignoring the warehouse’s anxious task arrangement, as he laid those items down, he donned the other newly sublimated mask.
And the effect was astonishing, on one hand, the warehouse showed no intention of stopping, on the other, looking ahead, the Divine Road visibly remained.
That’s right, the straight and abstract road, even in a place like the warehouse was undisrupted, extending straight from himself outward.
And it pointed to no item inside the warehouse, but plunged into infinite distance, intuitively indicating its direction toward the outside world.
...
Who says opportunity is elusive and unpredictable? Clear as if opening mission guidance.
Such a magical scene led even Fu Qian to sigh for a moment.
Comparing previous item descriptions, it was truly two extremes, stability remarkably exemplary.
No matter where positioned, no matter what condition, once worn, it was a straight line to follow.
Though normally, the most orthodox promotion route requires at least two things.
Apart from necessary supplemental materials, a corresponding digestion ritual is needed.
During an exchange with Emperor Yasui, the opposite party enthusiastically shared on this aspect.
Now there’s just this line, somewhat overly simple and blunt.
Naturally, the simpler it appears, the more curious the line’s end becomes.
Fu Qian didn’t solely express sentiments here, in the next moment, removed the "Destined," wearing the "Messenger" mask again.