Facing an Ancient God for a Year

Chapter 1758: Chapter 1753: Poison Pill

Is this it? Not bad at all.

The plan’s effects are excessively good, Fu Qian marveled as he surveyed his surroundings.

A batch of dolls around the tower had already been severely damaged, including the three belonging to the native Hilary.

Even the newly upgraded real-life version had its flesh completely withered, like a corpse weathered for ages, with only a faint glimmer still lingering in its eyes.

”You’re in luck.”

His gaze finally landed on Dorian, who seemed about to be extinguished, and Fu Qian flashed a mysterious smile, gesturing at the extra doll on the ground.

”Remember to keep it well; it will be beneficial to you.”

...

Before Dorian could express his survival after a catastrophe, Fu Qian, having abruptly ended his journey in Akons, had already returned to the warehouse and was back in his seat.

And as he glanced at the T-shirt and shorts he had reverted to, the results instantaneously provided a backward fill for many logics, allowing Fu Qian to nearly guess how the task was completed specifically—

Preventing the Bitter Fruit from growing does not necessarily mean destroying it; ensuring it never grows is sufficient.

No doubt, the white-faced man was indeed the key to task completion, and also the element he was searching for that could influence the Bitter Fruit’s growth without passing through glass.

But the specific operation method was not simply to kill it or to destroy its essence through Visceral Critical Strike type means, but to keep it.

Indeed, dolls, while an extremely unfree state, find their core significance not in their extermination but in preventing distant guests from leaving in this manner.

The white-faced man does not always exist in Akons, this can be virtually made clear.

But now, like those outsiders, he has remained.

Perhaps it is not the real Akons, but this has made the growth of the Bitter Fruit completely impossible.

As for why a temporary file could have such a significant effect?

Firstly, in Fu Qian’s judgment, that place was no longer necessarily temporary, and his last words to Dorian were not nonsense.

Why aren’t temporary files long-lasting?

Simply put, they are born because of a person like myself who was exiled; they disappear once I leave.

So theoretically, my conversation with Dorian holds no meaning; he would not receive anything in the real world.

But what if the exiled one does not leave?

For instance, although I left, the white-faced man stayed behind.

If the speculation that he was exiled like me holds true, then for Akons, he and I bear similar natures.

And once transformed into a doll, it equates to permanent existence, unable to leave.

This will result in the Dorian clinic branch ceasing to be a temporary establishment.

Even from this point, Fu Qian could conceive of an even stranger development for the task—if the white-faced man’s doll remains, then the Bitter Fruit cannot grow, what about if I remained?

If the Bitter Fruit is meant to permeate all of Akons, then both the white-faced man and I, due to our unique constitutions, are like two unmanageable stones, which can only be temporarily isolated.

But as long as the stones remain, it can never completely finish.

In such a scenario, the lingering risk of growth exists because ultimately, the white-faced man and I will leave.

Death or color loss, and other reasons will lead to my task failure, and the white-faced man even simpler, disappearing at dawn.

So if I can maintain existence within and not come out, will the task not fail?

Though under such circumstances, it seems I’ve just become a pure tool for blocking danger in the warehouse.

But maybe, in an unknowable corner, is there truly a predecessor serving such a role continually?

Of course, this pertains to overly broad associations; anyhow, despite the task lacking too much key information, which could only float in suspended diagnostics, it has been perfectly completed.

This is the victory of logic.

And for further detailed breakdown, it doesn’t hurt to listen to the warehouse’s summary and verify.

[Task Evaluation: Decayed Root]

In fact, as he moved his limbs a bit, the task summary arrived punctually.

...

[Throughout the long years, the spirit is the only path for people to come close to Gods.

Although no one knows why this feeble admiration holds value to Gods.

However, even the most steadfast faith will one day collapse.

Akons perished in one endless night, where forsaken believers were horrified to find themselves completely bereft of the grace from the God of Insight and Wisdom.

And with this immense terror, they eventually all fell in that dark freezing place.

Yet the wonder of faith lies herein; as the last glimmer of the God of Insight and Wisdom, Akons, before its destruction, eternally reflected upon the depths of human hearts.

Some particularly fortunate individuals managed to wait for the end of night within.

And this seemingly inaccessible desperate place, continues to see some errant outsiders stumble in through the long years.

They arrive by virtue of their exploration into their own spirits, and thus lack the fortune to leave ever again.

Until one day, a pure and exalted force likewise followed the name Akons to arrive.

Unlike others, He regarded this town and every will within it as His own foolish side, as a spiritual impurity, and thus sought self-purification.

As long as these fools recognize the filthy essence of their own will, all their troubles cease to be troubles, and the essence of Akons will fundamentally change.

Regrettably, an undisciplined yet eternal delusion leaves this process forever incomplete.

Ultimately, Akons failed to achieve purification, to humanity’s fortune.

For these numerous buried things within the depths of the human soul serve as a barrier between fragile human will and the fallen realm of the Gods.]

[Elimination: None]

[Reward: SAN Points +20]

[Special Reward: Tangled Umbilical Cord]

[Current SAN Points 117, Current Inspiration 99]

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Aha, remnants of ancient faith in the depths of human spirit?

Akons indeed resembles a presence within the collective unconsciousness?

And this time, was there some master who achieved zen and enlightenment that caused the trouble?

Judging by this description, even the warehouse describes it as a ”pure and exalted force,” this entity whom I never had the chance to confront must at least be on par with Yasui Tokiyuki, right?

This time’s task summary did not let Fu Qian down; it was detailed enough to answer a lot of questions.

Additionally, there’s a small detail; while clearly holding dominion over the spirit domain, ”He” found his way here by following the name Akons.

This seems to show a bit of initiative.

Is He seeking out these ancient faith remnants via the spirit, defining them as his own spiritual impurities, and then seeking transcendence?

One must say, such thinking is quite extraordinary, is it a special cultivation method?

Nevertheless, such a role must know quite a bit about ancient secrets, and if given the chance, I’d like to talk to Him.