Facing an Ancient God for a Year

Chapter 2825: Chapter 2820: Welcome Ceremony

Everyone here is carrying a spy ID; there’s really no need to put on a show of loyalty.

For Fu Qian, the group led by the master before him was quite the unexpected surprise.

Not only did they tell an interesting story, but they also showed a certain level of control over the Archipelago.

But if one were to take his story at face value, it would be an insult to one’s intelligence.

The master before him seemed to be at roughly the peak of the Middle Tier, not much different from Old Master Lu at the time.

Considering the story told, it’s possible he really could be one of the co-founders of the Rebirth Club.

Including the part about going on a trip to avoid disaster, only to return to utter ruin.

But that’s the extent of it; valuable items are stored in a sealed-off lab, and they must be retrieved before anyone can leave.

And then because retrieving them is particularly dangerous, he needs to con some aspiring cannon fodder into doing the job.

Though a bit shameless, the story seems somewhat reasonable—it’s just where are you supposed to find such cannon fodder?

What level of idiocy would it take for there to be a character like me?

Lurking here for so long just to wait for a Child of Destiny whose arrival time is unknown?

Is the saved-up risk smaller, or is the risk of hiding here for a long time while waiting higher?

And this destiny must become more inevitable, because if one in front fails, the chances of alarming the enemy heightens the risk of the next action.

And finally, the Child of Destiny who finally arrives immediately alarms the enemy, marching boldly into a bar to find someone.

And with such an unreliable character, without knowing the other’s intentions, they immediately expose their strength to help conceal it?

Also, Brother Kan could indeed be a double agent, but given the recent fame of the Rebirth Club, could Yibu really send just this small role to monitor?

If there are others, have they all been recruited as members as well?

In conclusion, while this story isn’t impossible, upon further thought, many actions in it don’t align with rational behavior.

In contrast, Fu Qian feels there’s a greater likelihood that there’s the shadow of Yibu, the Demigod, behind this conversation—

The latter indeed disliked Limb Attachment, but Rebirth Club has recently been riding high.

The exposed strength is also on the rise in segments, almost reaching deification risk levels.

Under these circumstances, Yibu, who once decisively eradicated threats, must not be feeling good.

What’s the situation? Is it real or fake? Could he be holding a grudge?

The frequency of these questions popping up in mind must surely be increasing by the day recently.

Reopening the lab may be impossible; the priority is figuring out what’s happening.

In this situation, it’s no longer about guarding against a resurgence; the necessity to monitor the remnants of the Rebirth Club shouldn’t be underestimated.

Then at this time, the former assassin King of the White Tower, now an Academy Demigod Professor, actually revisits old haunts and directly goes to visit remnants of the Rebirth Club, offering an overwhelming load of information, almost enough to crash one’s mind.

...

Fu Qian is not bored enough for a covert visit; he’s really here to fish.

Professor Fu from the Academy, for those well-informed in the Supernatural Community, should no longer be a secret.

This is why he specially used his true appearance to approach the island, and why he doesn’t quite believe the master’s story.

No matter how one-handedly you obscure the truth, before heading to a bar, I was causing trouble on the beach—can you reverse-trace and cover that part too?

Or are you simply hoping Yibu didn’t notice?

In any case, everything after landing on the island, Fu Qian will prioritize viewing as a conditioned response from Yibu, including the current exchange.

”Don’t worry, I’m not worried.”

Facing the master’s serious expression, Fu Qian casually reassured while simultaneously extending two fingers to pocket an authentic club emblem.

...

”You haven’t even asked what the item you need to retrieve is.”

Watching with wide eyes as both items vanished like props, the master’s expression was momentarily splendid, unable to resist reminding at last.

”It’s alright, I’m not worried.”

To this, Fu Qian simply echoed his previous response, emphasizing the fearless spirit of dedication to the Rebirth Club where no difficulty is too great.

”Very well... honestly, I also don’t know what you need to retrieve.”

Fu Qian’s current performance could literally be described as shooting his mouth off without a draft.

Under normal circumstances, such a role’s next development is typically taking the item, going offline, and ghosting you.

The master seemingly realized this point; while his tone and expression didn’t change, his response was a bit peculiar.

”So just going in once is enough?”

Fortunately, Fu Qian was intuitive enough.

”Yes, just going in once is enough.”

The master nodded, and thus an extremely abstract plan took shape.

”When will the action take place?”

”When it’s a bit darker outside; it will be more convenient for cover.”

Regarding the timing of the action, this person was thoughtful, suggesting a bit of patience.

”Before that, feel free to walk around, even going back to the bar is fine.”

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I’d never noticed before that Old Master Yibu was such an interesting person.

At that moment, Fu Qian found it quite amusing.

The master’s demeanor could be considered a great validation of earlier speculation.

Is this how you recruit cannon fodder?

Considering the gravity of the matter, no matter how brainless the cannon fodder, the story here must be told better.

In the end, they were led straight into the flow by the cannon fodder, without saying a word it’s just action?

The master’s reaction was unmistakable—you’ve stopped pretending, so will I. Today was just about laying things out before you, watching your reaction.

”Only providing an opportunity, whether you believe or choose to act is up to you,” was even in line with earlier words.

Certainly on their side, flaws were apparent; but so were mine.

Shamelessly revealing identity, heading straight to sensitive locations, facing obvious cannon fodder setups without refusal... this is miles apart from the noble youth’s story before.

Ultimately, in this subtle atmosphere of ’you know I know, and I know that you know,’ the master used a legendary open plan.

Heroes aren’t judged by origins, simply that there’s such a matter, and as much as I’ve told you, decide for yourself what to do next.

Whether or not you do it, it’s beneficial for me, because it’s about discerning your intentions from the start.

The suggestion to stroll around or even return to the bar was blatantly obvious—there’s no longer any need to work hard to conceal movements, go wherever you wish.

No one would approach something this way, unless disguising movements was effortless.

So is this Lord Yibu’s welcome ceremony? Even still a role-playing kind.

If the master truly were a co-founder, would this alternative cooperation mean the Rebirth Club has already been reborn in the Archipelago?