Facing an Ancient God for a Year

Chapter 556: Chapter 556 Beauty (13)_1 Chapter 556: Chapter 556 Beauty (13)_1 It seems this is it.

Fu Qian nodded silently in his heart.

Kagetsu Kana most likely used this drug.

And as he had guessed, not only were the serial numbers consecutive, but the names beside them were “Creep-1” to “Creep-9″—it was basically certain that these were part of a preliminary screening.

There shouldn’t be any doubt regarding the mission.

…

“Given your situation, my plan is to choose a drug that enhances the body’s capabilities so that the results won’t seem so abrupt when they come out.”

Seeing Fu Qian actually looking through them one by one, Zetian said with impatience.

“Are you sure?”

Fu Qian adopted an expression full of mockery.

“Is there a problem?”

Clearly, the previous confrontation had shaken Zetian’s confidence, and he began to doubt himself almost immediately.

“What’s the difference between drugs with the same name but different numbers?”

Instead of answering, Fu Qian threw the question back at him.

“Uh… that’s top secret.”

When Zetian hesitated subconsciously, he saw Fu Qian wave the paper in his hand.

“It seems there’s no need for such ridiculous and pointless insistence? What’s done is done; there’s no going back.”

His tone, as if corrupting someone, clearly had an effect, and Zetian quickly gave up any resistance.

“The drug itself is indeed provided uniformly by the company, and when issuing drugs with the same name but different numbers, there isn’t a meticulous distinction made; after the test subjects choose the right category, they are distributed randomly.”

“Of course, according to my personal estimate, drugs with the same name but different numbers probably have the same main ingredient but differ in the other components.”

Such a potion-like approach indeed; no wonder they need so many volunteers.

Fu Qian wasn’t too surprised at the time.

“Good, but according to my estimate, the effects of the drugs often don’t follow the initial assumptions, right?”

“Indeed, so far, even in effective cases, the results are often unexpected and don’t follow the assumptions. They’re only manifesting in some bizarre and indirect ways.”

“So at this point, a special case that miraculously follows the assumptions, doesn’t that seem a bit too conspicuous?”

…

It seems a bit…

Zetian lowered his head, realizing this was indeed a problem.

“So your suggestion is to choose a drug that’s less relevant?”

“Yes, but before that, you need to think of a reason for choosing it.”

…

Leaving the problem to the expert, Zetian pondered while Fu Qian picked up a second document.

The new file no longer listed drug codes, but a personal profile report that included gender and age, and the name prominently displayed was Kagetsu Kana.

This was the file that Fu Qian had specifically asked Zetian to find.

22 years old… unemployed… mother deceased, living with her father and sister…

Rapidly looking through the file’s content, it was clear the data was extremely detailed, even capturing how many men she had been involved with.

And by the looks of it, Miss Kisaragi was undoubtedly quite promiscuous.

Moreover, the timing of the application submission, as well as the drug’s use, matched her account.

“Which drug did Kagetsu Kana use?”

Fu Qian tossed the profile aside and asked Zetian.

“Why are you interested in this?”

Zetian was clearly puzzled but still found and pointed it out to Fu Qian from the files.

Indeed it was “Creep-7”.

“Assessing the taste.”

Fu Qian explained casually.

…

“Absolutely not now!”

Zetian immediately grasped what Fu Qian meant and became tense.

“The company pays extreme attention to every test subject and will not allow anyone to go missing. If you really have an interest in her, just wait until the observation is over and she’s formally given up. Then you can do whatever you like with her.”

“Is that so, when will she be formally given up on?”

“Very soon, she only has two test opportunities left.”

“All right, I will take the advice of professionals.”

Fu Qian was uncharacteristically amenable.

“Hold on, I’ve actually just had an idea.”

At this point, Zetian suddenly realized something.

“When the time comes, you’ll use the same drug as her.”

“Oh, why?”

Fu Qian did not outright reject the arrangement but looked at Zetian curiously.

“The reason is simple. After my investigation, I surmised that you might want to use Kagetsu Kana as food, so you intentionally chose the same drug to see if there would be any special effects.”

“Anyway, that counts as a reason.”

Fu Qian frowned and pondered for a few seconds but did not object.

Of course, in those few seconds, he had only one thought, which was how overly accommodating Zetian was.

After his reflection, Fu Qian picked up another file—this was the last one, bearing the name Darcy Crawford.

The content was just as detailed, even including records of every victim turned into food.

“You should be the one who knows these things best, why have me pull them out especially for you?”

Fu Qian read carefully while a look of suspicion flickered across Zetian’s face.

“Very simple, because I am not Darcy.”

Fu Qian glanced at him, his tone matter-of-fact.

“The real Darcy was killed by me long ago. I’m just impersonating him, so I need to understand more information.”

…

Staring intently at Fu Qian’s face, Zetian was stunned for more than ten seconds, but then he suddenly laughed, catching on.

“That’s really a good story, a very good story!”

“If any uncontrollable accidents occur, it’s a good explanation for both me and the company. Now I’m much relieved.”

“That’s settled then. I’ll take you out first. Come back tomorrow with Kagetsu Kana; I’ll handle the rest.”

“No problem.”

…

It was nearing evening when Fu Qian returned to the fortune-teller’s hut.

Before that, he had rested at home for most of the day.

According to Zetian, after two more tests, Kagetsu Kana would be completely given up on, and the project would be completed.

But for himself, in addition to completing the mission, he was equally interested in figuring out what exactly was happening with Kagetsu Kana.

“Mr. Darcy.”

The female fortune-teller nodded warmly in greeting as she saw Fu Qian enter.

Opposite her, however, sat Miss Kisaragi whom he had met once before.

“Did you come for Kana?”

“Yes, I didn’t realize you were busy?”

Fu Qian casually scrutinized Mr. Kisaragi, clearly sensing something was off.

The man sitting across from the fortune-teller had a flushed face and was glaring at her angrily.

And with Fu Qian’s observational skills, he easily noticed a dagger hidden underneath the man’s clothing.

His daughter opposite him, though appearing calm, showed no intention of backing down, seemingly ready to challenge him.

There was a heavy tension in the air!

“Kana is inside; I’ll call her out.”

The female fortune-teller said to Fu Qian with a smile.

However, before she could call for her, the curtain at the back was already lifted.

Kagetsu Kana emerged with a smile, her movements graceful, seemingly very pleased that Fu Qian had come to fetch her.

“Mr. Darcy, let’s go.”

After glancing at her father and sister, she greeted Fu Qian.

The previously enraged Mr. Kisaragi now didn’t even have the courage to hold eye contact and instinctively averted his gaze.