Facing an Ancient God for a Year

Chapter 1703: Chapter 1698: Swallowing Fist

There is still an unexpected reward.

While performing the act of catching bullets barehanded, Fu Qian undoubtedly adhered to the principle of honesty in his deep cooperation with Chief Yuan.

The flames indeed appeared out of thin air along with the previous whip and were undetectable before the final lash.

Its state of existence is indeed special, as described — although intense, it seems incomplete and must have a carrier.

But none of that matters; the critical information is that I have seen this fire before, and not just once.

Recently in Night Holy City, during the full power outbreak of the Power of Calamity as the midnight sun descended, that accompanying golden meteor.

Earlier, when cooperating with the Night Watchman in exploring the Unseen Hillock, the means Old Master Stoss used to interrogate the Clown.

Fu Qian is quite confident that they share more than just visual consistency.

Saying this reminds him of the discussion he had at Em House Palace during a banquet with Li He, the former dean of the Academy.

He explicitly stated the mindless power of Tyrant’s Fist is similar to a method Stoss possesses, and suggested visiting when there’s time.

Now it seems without waiting for a visit, I’ve grasped a similar method myself.

...

While Yuan Shan stared blankly, Fu Qian casually grabbed and snuffed out the ball of fire in his palm.

He’s quite sure his consciousness was impacted by that shot, akin to when Tyrant’s Fist hits him.

The Night Watchman adheres to a noble style; surprisingly, such an intriguing reward was given unexpectedly — well worth the internal strife stirred on his behalf.

”So it really is... in response to your request.”

Now facing Fu Qian’s juggling-like demonstration, Yuan Shan finally came to his senses, carefully evaluating his wording before commenting.

The second request from the opponent just now was for the Extraordinary Bullet. Unexpectedly, after going round and round, something similar indeed appeared, potentially with unlimited supply.

”So what’s the specific effect with this addition?”

Having someone who can ascend to demigod at a young age, curiosity at the supernatural level is abundant. After commenting, Yuan Shan couldn’t help but probe further.

”How to say... the first feeling seems to drive madness, yet upon careful reflection, it has a hint of transcendent serenity amidst chaos.”

Obligingly, Fu Qian earnestly described the sensation of usage.

Madness yet transcendent?

If anyone else said this, Yuan Shan would only assume they hadn’t mastered their basic grammar. However, coming from the mouth of this person before him, it bizarrely seemed somewhat reasonable.

”Sounds rather special, but having a reward is good... So does this mean we no longer need to go to the warehouse for bullets?”

The personal and psychological torment wasn’t in vain, Yuan Shan felt somewhat relieved and even made a joke amidst his musings.

”How could that be, didn’t you hear me emphasize the carrier?”

Instantly responding, Fu Qian solemnly opened the bullet chamber and poured out the casings with a clatter.

...

”So how exactly did you do it? I still can’t figure out why that fellow would be defensive about clashing with you?”

Chief Yuan, after all, remains affable; not only didn’t she shy away from the bullets, but even though worn out, personally led Fu Qian there.

”Is there anything special about being hit by this gun?”

Yet, clearly, she was more eager to resolve her internal doubts.

”Simple, unlike that person’s cumulative damage from the Time Cage, being struck by it brings a truly multiplier attack.”

Fu Qian merely snorted at this, wearing a haughty look as if ready to transform.

”It’s not a guaranteed trigger, but with this added tally of extra damage, he had no choice but to reassess the risk.”

True multiplier attack... no wonder.

Yuan Shan, who had speculated already, suddenly realized.

Even if it’s not an absolute trigger, such risk combined with that fellow’s own Time Cage could easily exceed limits.

Though the opponent still showed caution, attempting and succeeding in grasping this point, Strategist Fang certainly lived up to the trust.

As for where he obtained this true multiplier attack item from, Yuan Shan didn’t continue to enquire about personal secrets.

Having a shared secret concerning Corin afterward, the other’s gesture was rather on point, not leaving her alone facing the heavy threat.

In fact, this is also why this chair feels the object is one of the Angel Remnants.

Able to discern what Yuan Shan thinks, Fu Qian mused while scouring for ammo.

Following the warehouse’s style, many rewards relate to tasks and even directly glean from associated existences.

Thus, upon deducing Lord Prison Angel’s Time Cage effect, Fu Qian instantly felt it somewhat consistent with Graceful Release of Mercy.

Even Mercy’s description contains mentions of purification and transcendence.

...

”Are you injured?”

Already familiar, so Fu Qian’s efficiency is fairly high.

Given the tighter unified front, Chief Yuan not only refrained from labeling it wasteful but even temporarily appointed him as a test official for awarding honors, encouraging him to take more and use more to contribute precious insights for Night Watchman’s technological advancement.

Once fully loaded and ready to depart, Fu Qian even took the time to visit Miss Wen in recovery.

The latter almost instantly got astonished by his appearance.

Though no scars were visible, Miss Wen, well-attuned to Fu Qian’s style, could easily make some conjectures from his transformation.

”Small injuries, just sparred to a point with Chief Yuan.”

Waving his hand, Fu Qian indicated it was nothing serious and promptly acknowledged Wen Li’s performance in this incident.

”Well done this time, now rest here for a while, Chief Yuan has promised top-notch security.”

”Thank you... but still feel I haven’t helped much.”

Even with verbal commendation, Wen Li was clearly pleased, not refusing the arranged recuperation.

”Then perfect, Chief Yuan agreed to find me some information, if you’re free at that time you can help.”

Ever eager to enlist unpaid labor, Miss Wen felt guilty, but Fu Qian naturally replied.

...

So it seems one thing could entirely be worth trying.

Regarding the arranged document work, Wen Li naturally couldn’t refuse.

After finishing the consolation, upon returning to the bookstore, Fu Qian didn’t rush to open Late Night Bookstore but instead took out a vivid red ring first.

Tyrant’s Fist.

Shaped like a ring, but actually a weapon; with its inner flame activated this time, this item capable of driving others mad has quite overlapping functionality.

Simultaneously, given its suspected connection with the Tyrant, it might possess unique value in pursuing the Abandonment King’s traces.

This is the most meaningful chain effect brought by unexpected rewards.

Armor swiftly transforms into a red mark as Fu Qian casually throws this same-colored ring into the open mouth in front of his chest.