Eldritch Horror Theatre

Attacks directly infused with emotion? Even Demigods would be strongly affected?

So this so-called melee mage setup actually used words carrying absolute law?

”Student, has there ever been a moment where you considered that you might be a daughter of destiny? That everyone else is just a soulless character, and their existence only holds meaning when it revolves around you?”

Faced with this living example right before him—one who had trampled a bunch of exhausted, complaining transcendents into the dust—Fu Qian clicked his tongue in admiration.

Reaching High Tier at the speed of light, directly packing a Mythical Form, and even dealing both physical and magical damage—a player using console commands wouldn’t be this overpowered.

”Professor Fu is joking. How could I ever have such arrogant thoughts...”

Even though she was already used to Mr. Bodyguard’s style, in such a solemn moment, his sudden Three-Stage Questioning really ruined the atmosphere.

Seeing that even the eyes-closed research assistant didn’t hide the smile playing on her lips, a trace of shyness almost appeared on Wen Li’s face.

”I won’t lie to myself and claim that my path as a transcendent was filled with hardship. In fact, just what I’ve seen over these past few days has made me realize that the torture I once thought was worse than death doesn’t count for anything at all...”

Sighing softly, her words sounded quite sincere.”Compared to so many people who work hard, my experience has been so lucky that it makes people doubt if it’s even real. The effort I put in makes up a pathetically small portion of it.

”As for the saying that power is a curse, I won’t completely deny it, but I absolutely won’t use that kind of rhetoric to make myself feel better... I am truly a very lucky person, and I’m prepared to calmly accept this luck, as well as any potential price behind it...”

Looking at her, she didn’t seem likely to go down the path of idealism.

It was probably the legendary ’proximity to vermilion turns one red.’ If His Excellency Master Yuhun had met him earlier, perhaps he could have been influenced as well.

Facing Wen Li, who was looking at him with gentle determination, Fu Qian thought of another, opposite example.

People whose paths have been too smooth tend to develop an abstract view of the world.

Although compared to that person, Wen Li’s current achievements were nothing at all. Yet, just as she had said, everything already felt almost unreal.

Master Yuhun was undoubtedly a peerless genius, so much so that he absolutely had to find a reason for this unreality, ultimately crossing a line of no return.

The difference between Wen Li and him wasn’t that she didn’t look for a reason, but rather that she accepted a reason an ordinary person wouldn’t—’I just have good luck.’

’My talent and effort aren’t necessarily outstanding; reaching this point was largely due to luck.’

She didn’t even need to use the self-curse of ’I’ll have to pay it back later’ to make herself feel more at ease.

...

Actually, the claim of luck was essentially a fact. Wen Li’s transcendent rise could be said to have originated from that mission the Warehouse assigned to him.

Just advancing to Mid Tier was enough to trouble the administrator to take action. Such grand treatment was truly rare.

So much so that at this moment, Fu Qian really had a little guess about the peak of Wen Li’s transcendent path: if he hadn’t intervened back then, what would the outcome have been?

In fact, it had been demonstrated from the very first second: Wen Li would die.

But that raised an interesting question: what was the Warehouse’s goal in arranging that mission?

Eve did indeed have somewhat of an evil aura, so killing her to maintain world peace was perfectly normal.

But if he hadn’t shown up, her normal fate would have been dying together with Wen Li. Wouldn’t the goal of elimination have been achieved anyway?

Even taking ten thousand steps back to assume that when the first mission failed, only the relatively fragile Wen Li died, while Eve risked her life to fight to the bitter end, maybe even winning a sliver of survival for herself—then wouldn’t arranging a mission for him to land the finishing blow have been enough?

Although it sometimes looked like it was doing the work of saving the world, Fu Qian didn’t think the Warehouse was some benevolent saint.

To sum up the goal of that mission, ’Wen Li advancing to Tier 6’ should have a double meaning—

First, Eve had to die. Second, Wen Li had to take a step forward on this path to becoming a God.

The Warehouse didn’t like Ancient Higher Beings; this much was beyond doubt.

And beings like Eve and La Nina clearly carried the vibe of being the seeds or minions of an Ancient Higher Being, so it wasn’t strange for them to be targeted.

Why did it still want Wen Li to progress? To claim a seat.

The best way to save a seat was to have someone in it. The more a human transcendent progressed—even seizing a key position—the more obstacles an Ancient Higher Being would likely encounter upon their return.

And if this hypothesis was taken as the starting point, then why he had helped cover things up when Anjing ascended to godhood could also be understood—

The Warehouse didn’t completely suppress all higher entities, but rather leaned toward New Gods replacing old gods.

Perhaps it wouldn’t foster them the entire way, but it would intervene and make slight arrangements at certain critical junctures.

On the one hand, this proved once again that Wen Li was walking an old path. On the other hand, starting from this train of thought and matching it against her ability type—the Realm of Bliss?

A Divine Path similar to Excellency Stomach’s—he had just witnessed one.

Would the peak of Wen Li’s path be that Lord of the Bliss Realm whose ’Paradise is already empty’? Wasn’t that goal a bit too far-reaching?

Furthermore, judging from their contact, the entity behind the Realm of Bliss didn’t give off a purely flawless vibe either.

But it didn’t matter. Hadn’t the person in question already formed her resolve early on?

”A very good mindset. It’s not easy for young people to achieve this.”

It seemed another piece of the puzzle on the transcendent path had been put into place. Fu Qian nodded again, signaling that Wen Li could deactivate her Mythical Form for now.

”But you don’t need to worry too much. If the sky falls, the Night Watchers will hold it up.”

...

Professor Fu’s approval and comfort were certainly heartwarming, but the reason he gave afterward was truly...

Wen Li only felt the words catch in her throat, not knowing how to comment, while the research assistant opposite them was evidently very supportive of this dry joke, her smile deepening.

Although essentially, this wasn’t a dry joke, but rather a statement of fact—the Lord of the Bliss Realm appeared to be quite thoroughly dead.

Regarding their reactions, Fu Qian merely thought to himself.

So even if it really was the same Divine Path, the one who would likely cause trouble later on was probably Excellency Stomach rather than Him.

And not only had the former just suffered a loss in the Realm of Bliss, but he himself had also helped introduce Him to the Night Watchers.

The investigation report on the Finger Orb had already been submitted. Based on his understanding of Excellency Aike, the latter was clearly quite responsible as well.

Not to mention that he had also fanned the flames quite a bit more through Old Man Stoss.

Thinking about how Excellency Stomach had been harmed by a treacherous villain, to the point of facing such a grim situation, Fu Qian gave a momentary, soft sigh.

All in all, if anything happened to Wen Li when the time came, it would be far too easy to direct the trouble toward the Night Watchers and watch the titans clash from a safe distance.

And because this ability development process additionally had Linghui as a scapegoat, he could wash his own hands of it even more cleanly.

This was what it truly meant for ’everything is the best arrangement.’

”Alright, then can the additional gains also be shared with the Linghui instructors?

”I should be heading back soon; I’ve already stayed here for quite a while.”

Wen Li clearly still trusted Professor Fu’s judgment very much. After momentarily being left speechless, she still visibly relaxed a bit.

”No need.”

However, in response to her concern, Professor Fu continued to shake his head.

”Just wait for them to come over.”