Chapter 2629 - 2624: Clockwork Xi’er
Chapter 2629: Chapter 2624: Clockwork Xi’er
Out of professional habit, some minor operations are just done as a matter of convenience.
Since Old Master Henry plans to visit students, naturally, Fu Qian wouldn’t mind taking a short break in Shangjing and perhaps meet him later.
Not only is the identity special, but the person clearly knows a lot; the content intended for exchange is definitely worth anticipating.
Not to mention the current momentum—the invitation extended by Lord Stos on behalf of the Night Watchman has already been officially scheduled.
And given the groundwork laid in recent days, the scene will undoubtedly be as brilliant as one might hope.
The old master, as a retired senior of the Night Watchman, presumably has rich experience in conflict—what could be more fitting as a source of wisdom?
In short, after a scientific investigation ends, shouldn’t the old professor enjoy himself a bit?
After navigating the business sea, along with casually stirring chaos in Shangjing, feeling the martial arts disputes, and even observing minor projects along the way—wouldn’t that be delightful?
The Gulad Clan serves as observational samples for the bloodline project, indicating a certain element of voluntary involvement; if the counterpart does not respond, Fu Qian doesn’t plan to insist.
On the contrary, seizing this opportunity to see what surprises the warehouse has prepared is even more worth anticipating.
[Name: Clockwork Xi’er, ID: 1-330]
Evidence proves the warehouse didn’t disappoint this time; what was thrown over is the project numbered 1.
Even the name of this containment item sounds somewhat peculiar.
[Today’s work content has been updated, enter the containment scene of 1-330, complete the re-containment]
[Do you want to consume 1 SAN point to start?]
Within the hints being followed step-by-step, the phantom image in the warehouse entices imagination.
It vaguely appears as a blurry human shape, even possessing the gentle lines of a female, along with long hair tied up.
But it’s almost only half a body; the lower half is distorted, almost reminiscent of the Lamp God emerging from an oil lamp.
[Yes]
Whether the Lamp God is male or female, as someone truly interested in making wishes, Fu Qian couldn’t be more satisfied and agreed directly.
[Entering the 1-330 containment scene]
[Current SAN points: 59]
...
Some subjects are still too costly.
Fu Qian readily agreed, and the warehouse was unapologetic.
With a certain number value reported then, it was enough to bring tears to those who heard it.
This journey to the Sea of Ashes confirms that SAN points are truly being used as point cards, as a certain phrase had once described.
Thrilling programs are always costly, especially for outsiders like me.
Every moment of peeking into the "world’s reality" relies on the accumulation of family assets on regular days.
As a result, a rough calculation shows that SAN has directly consumed over 150 points, leaving less than three tasks’ worth, making calling it spending a fortune no exaggeration.
But it’s okay; how does the saying go? Only the money spent truly belongs to you.
Those SAN points have already transformed into knowledge, accompanying you forever in another form.
[Due to carrying limits, you cannot carry any additional items]
[Due to carrying limits, most damage will no longer receive repairs upon task completion]
Amidst the full consumption mindset, the warehouse’s prompts are orderly as well, marking the official start of the task.
[...8%...13%...21%...34%...55%...89%...100%, containment scene loading complete]
Oh... In addition to items, didn’t it even let me choose a skill?
Amidst this smoothness, Fu Qian suddenly realized something unusual.
It was actually one of the few tasks with fully restricted abilities since being promoted to Mechanical Abandoned Prison King.
...
[Others are Hell, but sometimes people need Hell.
Today is Monday, yet it’s also a day of rest.
In such a pleasant state, you haven’t opened your eyes but already noticed your body being gently shaken.
This feeling bothers you but also reminds you of your own existence.
Good morning, Mr. Fu]
This task introduction... isn’t it a bit overemphasizing the twists and turns, making it feel like it has deviated?
The special aspects continue to appear; soon, the task introduction sounds.
It’s just that the content inside, on one hand, seems to have too little information, on the other, is excessively deliberate in pursuing contradictions in every sentence.
What’s most memorable, of course, is the rare kind of greeting—Hello, Mr. Fu.
Logically speaking, this seems to imply that your identity in this task has been determined, perhaps acting under your real name.
But considering the direct impression, it sounds more like a conversation traversing dimensions.
The last time receiving such a courtesy, was it being sent to the Furnace by the Prism of Radiant Transformation?
"Good morning, Mr. Fu."
While reminiscing, the five senses already recovered following the conclusion of the introduction.
Indeed, as mentioned within, my eyes are closed right now.
Besides, the sound ringing in my ears at the very first moment is the same greeting as the one at the end of the task introduction.
Oh?
Rare courtesy appears continuously, almost giving one a feeling of jumping back and forth between different dimensions.
Especially contrasting the mechanical and rigid task introduction, this voice sounds not only spirited but extraordinarily familiar.
Fu Qian opened his eyes and looked in the direction of the sound, discovering a figure leaning against the wall.
Black hair, snow-white skin, petal-like lips... to meet you here, Miss Wen?
...
Indeed, it is Wen Li, who should be in tireless study at the Academy.
Fu Qian is very sure the speaker was the recently jointly cultivated new talent by Heaven’s Commencement and Linghui, though her temperament slightly differed from the usual.
Rarely wearing delicately tailored dresses, she has switched to more action-convenient short shirt and long pants, hinting at a long journey.
Her beautiful figure has not diminished even slightly, but the sharpness in her eyes paired with her earlier tone clearly shows a side she seldom revealed in front of him.
Although she still seems to know who I am.
"Good morning."
The peculiarity continues, though feeling amused inside, Fu Qian did not forget to politely respond to the greeting.
And at the same time, discreetly confirmed his own condition and surroundings.
No issues, skill items truly are sealed.
And the place at hand is evidently a bedroom; indeed, I’m lying in bed looking as if I’ve just woken up, as mentioned in the introduction.
The bed’s size is adequate, with Wen Li sitting not far on one side of the bed’s end.
"I am indeed well, although that may not be good news for you."
Faced with Fu Qian’s response, Wen Li maintained an unwavering demeanor; even her sitting posture remained unchanged, with her gaze falling beside.
Hmm?
This sentence sounded even more peculiar; Fu Qian, pondering, turned to follow the gaze.
Is this... a captivity situation?
Fu Qian easily reached the conclusion, the primarily iconic appearance was too classic.
He saw a shiny silver bracelet on his right wrist, the fine chain’s other end locked to the bed-head.