Facing an Ancient God for a Year

Chapter 709: Chapter 707: The Moment for the Feast (23)_1 Chapter 709: Chapter 707: The Moment for the Feast (23)_1 He launched a Full-Angle Blast directly, and after ferreting out Gaya, who was hiding behind the scenes, Fu Qian suddenly wasn’t in a hurry anymore.

There was still a decent amount of time before eight o’clock, and this operation could certainly be considered a great bang for the buck.

Given Gaya’s current state, since blindly killing him wouldn’t guarantee the mission’s completion, using the threat of death to extract information seemed a good choice.

When he had first entered, Fu Qian could see a secret passage had already been opened in the corner behind Gaya, looking much like a special escape route directly to the ground.

If he had been a few seconds slower, Gaya might have vanished without a trace.

Of course, if he had started in Shura Mode, the outcome would probably have been the same.

At this moment, the crowd above finally came to their senses after witnessing his violent entry.

It turns out that normal people are indeed fond of their lives; not a single hero jumped down to fulfill a mission, and in the blink of an eye, they scattered.

Of course, the alarms had already been sounding.

“In fact, I’ve already answered your question,” he said.

Watching Gaya give up the chance to run, Fu Qian approached him leisurely.

“You’ve researched for so long, and now that the real deal is right in front of you, how does it feel?”

“Are you trying to tell me that you’re the true force behind Dimming Pony, and that the one you consumed was just a fake?”

Gaya harrumphed; even faced with a death threat, he had calmed down by now, and his words carried the air of a mighty leader.

“In any case, you are certainly not Dimming Pony.”

Of course, he wasn’t so easily fooled and remained alert with a cold face.

“So tell me, what are you exactly, and what are you doing here?”

He had indeed been monitoring from behind the whole time.

“Don’t be nervous, there’s plenty of time.”

The next moment, Fu Qian spoke softly, comforting, even attempting a businessman-like smile.

But on his face at this moment, it looks rather abstract.

“I’m not Dimming Pony, then why don’t you say what I am?”

…

Despite such an open-ended question, Gaya found himself suddenly speechless.

“Does all of this seem like a dream to you?”

After giving him ten seconds of silence, Fu Qian decided not to allow him to stall for time any longer.

“I don’t understand what you mean.”

Gaya’s composure plummeted rapidly.

“You’re a Ph.D. after all, you don’t know what a dream means?”

Fu Qian let out a string of eerie laughter, filled with scorn.

“Then let me explain it to you, a dream—something that looks real, but won’t become reality.”

“Of course, there are some things, like the Lost Realm, that are so immersive, even you can’t tell fantasy from reality; it’s said they’re known as the Lost Realm.”

“So back to that question, does all this seem like you’re dreaming?”

As he spoke, Fu Qian kept observing Gaya’s reactions.

And it appeared that Gaya was very reluctant to answer his question.

“Regardless of your purpose, if our earlier actions offended you in any way, I apologize here, please believe it wasn’t intentional.”

Eventually, without directly answering the question, Gaya chose his words carefully and spoke in a softer tone.

“You must know that this place belongs to Yasui Corp.”

“Please believe, even if I die, even if your identity and infiltration into the company are all fabricated, I still have the means to mark you and broadcast it out. What follows would be endless pursuit by Yasui Corp, and I think there’s no need to escalate the conflict further, right?”

“Yasui Corp?”

Fu Qian pondered with rarity, following the other’s line of questioning, though the answer was disappointing.

“I admit your company is indeed powerful, the name of the King of Ye Island resonates like thunder, but what if I kill you and then return to the company as 9527, exercising my exemption rights? What would you do then?”

…

While Fu Qian’s wording was strange, his point was clear, leaving Gaya speechless again.

Clearly, the level of power displayed by Fu Qian was far beyond the Middle Tier.

And with Yasui Corp’s style, even if a real Demigod joined, the punishment would be severe but well within reason.

There was no helping it; this was the rule of Yasui Corp. Power meant everything, everything for power, all transparently priced.

In some ways, this is also one of the core reasons for its rapid development and swift rise in power.

“Good, you’ve successfully made me realize that you aren’t afraid of Yasui Corp’s threats.”

The next moment, he spared no more detours, speaking frankly.

“But since you can stand here without blowing my head off at the first chance, I guess it means you’d still like to communicate with me.”

“So I’m sincerely asking, what do I have to give to exchange for my life?”

“That seems quite reasonable.”

Hearing this, Fu Qian nodded slightly.

“But you don’t try to resist at all? After all, there’s a high chance that no conditions can buy your life.”

“A hopeless struggle at death’s door is one of the ugliest things.”

Gaya lay down his arms thoroughly.

“I’m absolutely certain I can’t match you, and even going all out, it would only add a bit of amusement to your cat and mouse game, which really isn’t necessary.”

“That sounds pretty reasonable, so why don’t you tell me what conditions you can offer?”

Fu Qian remained noncommittal to Gaya’s suggestion.

“Complete exemption within my scope.”

Seeing Fu Qian’s tone soften, Gaya immediately perked up.

“You’re familiar with the systems of Yasui Corp, you should know the value of what a top Middle Tier brings. I can promise that the entire range of exemptions at the Middle Tier level can be exchanged in any form you wish, as per your demands.”

“And all of my personal collection.”

After a pause and receiving no response from Fu Qian, Gaya didn’t dare show his disappointment, rushing to continue.

So modest, huh?

Fu Qian found it quite moving that this individual, clearly at a Demigod Level, still humbly referred to himself as Middle Tier and behaved with utmost deference.

Of course, his aura of concealment was indeed effective, lending credibility to his reserved approach.

The entire range of exemptions at a Middle Tier…

The next moment, Fu Qian began to seriously consider.

“Sorry, but I’m afraid that’s not quite enough.”

“Actually, it is already very generous… and whatever else you want, I can try my best to find for you,” Gaya said, his heart pounding as he tried to persuade with earnest.

“I appreciate your sincerity, but there are limits to what one can do. Whatever you can ultimately offer will likely not be much more than the full extent of Middle Tier exemption rights.”

Fu Qian shook his head, watching Gaya’s face fall.

“Or perhaps, exemptions at the level of four Middle Tiers would be about right?”