Facing an Ancient God for a Year

Chapter 823: Chapter 821 Re-Assignment Chapter 823: Chapter 821 Re-Assignment “Ready to head back?”

Fu Qian was not surprised by the change in Su Gao’s demeanor, even feeling quite pleased.

The experiences along the way, plus the final revisit to the old place, had finally given this child a grasp of the concept of a holiday.

As an employer, he felt quite a sense of achievement.

However, the earnest thanks were still too polite, considering all expenses had been covered by her salary.

“Yes, I need to fulfill my responsibilities.”

Su Gao nodded earnestly in response to his question.

“Sorry for the suddenness.”

“Not at all, life should be about coming with joy and leaving with satisfaction.”

Fu Qian didn’t mind at all and waved his hand, then he rubbed his face, changing back to his original appearance.

“Thank you… Take care, Mr. Fu.”

Su Gao’s smile became more relaxed.

After bowing and saying goodbye, she turned and left with light steps, not even asking if Fu Qian wanted to join her.

Clearly, she understood that Fu Qian had another purpose for coming here and did not mind it at all.

Perhaps this was sentiment for one’s native land?

Fu Qian watched Su Gao’s figure disappear into the distance and silently sighed.

The time Su Gao had spent living here could not be described as particularly wonderful, but deep inside, she still felt the need to come and see.

And suggesting to come here was indeed a way to repay the person who had come to help immediately after reporting back, but it was also true that he had another purpose.

Fu Qian’s gaze shifted back to the distant island, where the memory of the swamp from over a decade ago had long since dried up, with even a new building erected over it.

Fortunately, these things didn’t matter much to him; he only wanted to take a look inside a certain underground tunnel.

…

It was probably because of the Fool’s Tree that this side of the island was given more attention.

Even though the pollution below had been entirely absorbed by Mr. Luo, the Night Watchman had still sealed off this area.

There were even Transcendents guarding not far away.

Standing in front of a building that resembled a lighthouse on the ground, Fu Qian couldn’t help but recall his first visit to this place.

Moved by the scenery, he even repeated his old skill, activating the Clear Dream Ring.

Eventually, the Night Watchman, who had been watching him and Su Gao, came to check in his dream, by which time Fu Qian had already opened the door to the lighthouse and walked inside.

…

It was indeed appropriate to be observed.

Inside the “lighthouse,” Fu Qian examined the long-missed Fool’s Tree.

The interior of this unique building had almost no additional structures, simply centered around the Fool’s Tree while incidentally covering the tunnel.

The material of the building was obviously special, completely sealing the influence of the tree inside.

And over the past decade, the Fool’s Tree had not grown much taller, its surface still resembling human skin.

One could even see the scars torn by someone back then, though it no longer leaked any fluid.

But that was just the surface appearance.

Compared to before, its influence on the mind had strengthened considerably.

It didn’t even need to wait for a specific time of the day, and emitted a pale, white light, silently tearing at one’s sanity.

This must be the legendary cold white bark, right?

After examining up and down several times, Fu Qian finally nodded knowingly and directly walked down through a tunnel entrance on the side.

…

Unfortunately, the carved balustrades and jade decorations were still present, Multi-Brain Sister was no longer here.

In the dim underground, Fu Qian had quite a tourist-like demeanor as he followed the bizarrely shaped tunnels downward, taking a considerable amount of time to reach the bottom.

Upon standing at the center of the lowest level, a glance revealed no traces of the past, clearly having been carefully cleaned.

Even as Fu Qian continued forward, he reached the end of a certain passage where the cracked rock wall had also been tidied up, leaving only a tear-like crack.

Back then, it was from here he had found something similar to the Abyssal Mist, and now there was no scent of corruption left.

This underground tunnel seemed to have lost any value.

But was that really the case?

Fu Qian closed his eyes, recalling all the paths he had deliberately walked through just now.

Moments later, he envisioned a special pattern in his mind.

It was a pattern radiating outward from the largest space at the bottom, asymmetric yet the special intertwining somewhat encircled the position where he stood now.

He had actually overlooked this information back then.

For a moment, Fu Qian felt emotional.

Regarding this place, these more than ten channels, they were indeed not dug in a traditional manner, but intentionally created.

The people who dug this tunnel did not fail to find the Abyssal Mist.

On the contrary, they not only found it but also specifically designed a way to control it and minimize its leakage.

As for why they did this instead of taking it away directly, the answer might be simple—the tool was not ready yet.

During his time in Bee Monkey City, he had discovered similar black stone channels, and a certain mysterious Holy Grail Sect, in Fu Qian’s view, both places were quite likely the work of this organization.

And this ancient Sect had a clear understanding of various Extraordinary Traits.

They even used it through golden cups engraved with special patterns.

And Brother You Er, the mastermind behind the Bee Monkey City incidents, even continued their legacy by making a golden cup himself.

Fu Qian could almost imagine that the Holy Grail Sect had found this place, found their target, but the golden cup meant to contain the Abyssal Mist wasn’t ready yet, so they temporarily used this method to store the substance.

Such an unexpected event occurred next that they never finished their subsequent work until Mr. Luo discovered this place.

The only pity was that these two technical talents had already passed away, without the opportunity for further interaction.

Pondering this, Fu Qian didn’t linger any longer and directly removed his mask.

…

The reason he wanted to visit the Rotten Forest was fundamentally because of the gains from his trip to Ye Island.

According to the summary of the mission, he was currently on a path to divinity that didn’t originally exist, so much so that the corresponding Divine Trait didn’t even exist.

And now he needed to follow the “connection” to find the newly born “it.”

It was quite a challenge to the imagination to think how Divine Traits could spontaneously generate.

But as he had to pursue it from both directions, Fu Qian easily thought of the Holy Grail Sect, as they seemed quite professional in this area.

The trip to the Rotten Forest had once again confirmed this.

Now, he could return to Shangjing to ask Chief Yuan for more information.

And with a warehouse as an intermediate station, he didn’t even need to buy a ticket.

The only problem was completing today’s clock-in.

[Identity verification complete, work starts today]

[Warning, leak accident]

The familiar prompt appeared on the screen.

[Authority Promotion: Re-Assignment]

However, the next moment, an unexpected message interjected.

[Re-Assignment: You can choose any time to handle the leak, but no later than midnight today]

Hmm?

Eyeballing the virtual Mist Gate that usually appeared during multiple attempts, Fu Qian blinked.