Facing an Ancient God for a Year

Chapter 2270: Chapter 2265: Pest Control Plan

[Afflicted by increasingly severe pain, traveling to foreign lands seeking healing...]

[Hehe... Our medicine here is unparalleled...]

[Today’s moon is exceptionally warm as well...]

[Inspiration +1...]

[Patient]

They say memories have a taste, and at that moment, Fu Qian seemed to smell the blood spraying from his body.

Full Moon Garden?

What is lost in the east is gained in the west.

Although the scene of getting an IV after waking up in my previous exchange with the honorable Destiny Snake was never proven to be related to my initial task.

Yet the Nightmare Corridor didn’t let me down, and ultimately presented the ”starting place” right before my eyes.

Fu Qian was quite certain that the view of the small church layered together was precisely where he first felt enlightenment.

The old wooden cabin, the grass and trees, everything seemed unchanged.

Even the werewolf brother who once shared his heart gradually became clear now.

As if his posture never changed, still gazing at the starry sky, still in tattered clothes.

Even the object of his gaze, that huge full moon, Fu Qian seemed to feel comfort from it once again.

The old man with the scythe was right, today’s moon is indeed exceptionally warm.

Although the heavy stone door under the moon seems to no longer require his gaze.

At a glance, it had already opened at an angle.

So from this position, a corner of the brightly blooming flower can directly enter my view.

Under the moonlight, still like flowing mercury, though the glory no longer affects him in the slightest, allowing me to fully enjoy the beauty.

Indeed, no wonder the First Generation Dark Moon liked it.

But as for this beautiful scene, the old man doesn’t seem particularly fond of it.

The cabin’s door is tightly shut now, with no figure wielding a weapon coming out to reminisce.

It’s quiet inside too, seemingly completely unaware of the returning old acquaintance—or maybe because he didn’t really return.

Indeed, it’s just overlapping illusions.

Fu Qian clearly knew that what he saw was just an illusion, the Full Moon Garden isn’t real.

The witch was right, the statue is indeed special.

And I seemed to be right too, because of some special attributes on me, upon touching, the statue automatically helped connect to a certain place.

Inside Full Moon Garden, there really seemed to be a trace of the First Generation Dark Moon’s will.

...

Indeed, fortune is sought in danger, and this time, it isn’t just the witch who reaps the rewards.

A series of thoughts flashed through Fu Qian’s mind, although theoretically just a few months, but looking at this scene, there was still a sense of nostalgia.

Even so speaking, the arrangements by Dark Moon for the warehouse seemed not limited to just the appearance of disorder?

There are always oddities within Full Moon Garden, not limited to a single moon leaving traces, this has been something continually confirmed.

However, the initial Moon God had long given way, the Red Moon went mad, the Progenitor of the Blood Clan was determinedly fallen, hard to imagine how Fu Qian as the new employee on the first day, three of them could be so perceptive.

Thus, Fu Qian previously leaned towards it being the warehouse’s will.

But now seeing Dark Moon’s various setups, and even traces within the Nightmare Corridor can so easily connect to Full Moon Garden, it raises suspicion, could the warehouse have been considered a tool from the start?

Even—

Fu Qian swiftly recalled the sequence of his tasks.

It seemed right after the ”disorder” task, the warehouse quickly dispatched him to the corridor for pest control?

If we go by the previous assumptions, could that task have elements of the current Dark Moon, does it count as being played around, not only was the related containment object handled, but the warehouse even came back knocking?

Though ultimately, the target was the Interlocutor.

Previously it could be called pure coincidence, but from this angle, isn’t it possible the Interlocutor took the hit for everyone?

...

Just as it’s said that one’s talent will always find use.

Brother Interlocutor’s experiences are indeed peculiar, but frankly so far, I’ve yet to see him play any role.

Added to the fact that his presence was proven highly likely to be orchestrated by Dark Moon.

Thus being the sacrificial pawn at crucial moments seems quite reasonable?

Even considering this, Fu Qian seemed to piece together the warehouse’s thought process—

With difficulty, a new employee is recruited, dispatched to a trial venue and smoothly passes...

To find out a few tasks later, he got taken to some nowhere land...

Even after completing the task and returning, he was forcibly given a communicator...

Chastened on eradicating illicit back door linked to, realizing even the initial trial venue had secret operations...

At this point, tolerance reached its limits, dispatching straight to others’ grounds...

Then over there, offending parties had already been eagerly awaiting, after being soundly dealt with, the warehouse leaves with satisfaction...

There’s no denying it’s quite seamless.

Of course, it’s not excluding the possibility that what appears to be a pitiful warehouse is in fact on a higher level of faking weakness, where it’s all part of Destiny’s arrangement.

But honestly speaking, this pretense of ”weakness” is entirely too suffocating, being toyed with from start to finish.

”Alright.”

Completely unaffected by the employer’s pity, Fu Qian withdrew his hand, turned his gaze towards the witch.

...

Time is precious, truly unnecessary to linger too much in nostalgia.

Knowing the First Generation Dark Moon within the corridor can indeed contact Full Moon Garden is enough.

Many doubts with accompanying speculations of where the real Full Moon Garden lies, and truly exploring there will be subsequent topics to address.

Even including what was gained, there’s no need now to waste time excessively communicating.

”Good.”

Although no conversation was needed, the witch could see he had gained much, not hiding her heartfelt satisfaction for a moment.

”At present it seems there’s no movements, I assume they’ve successfully established some kind of blockade, and are quickly reinforcing it.”

Witnessing the witch stowing away the scrolls, preparing to leave, Fu Qian surveyed around, briefly commenting.

Though the logic therein, upon first hearing, sounded somewhat abstract.

”Certainly, there are barriers directly covering everything beyond this door, even Demon Moore is included in confinement.”

Yet the witch not only fully comprehended, even offered her evidence accordingly.

Quite normal, coming in independently with the witch despite the constant efficiency, middle was spent observing and discussing for maximizing gain.

Such extensive time, if prisoners still couldn’t locate, they needn’t bother establishing eager-for-freedom personas further.

So it seemed to Fu Qian, there’s highly likely scrambling now by prisoners to set traps.

If it can’t stop you from quickly coming in, then it won’t let you out.

As to why the surroundings are utterly quiet?

Naturally, it’s likely relied more on effective blockade setups.

Confidence allows discretion, if barriers had notable loopholes left unfilled, upon Fu Qian’s remarks, there’s no longer necessity for discrete prisoners to stir any distractions, thereby endeavoring time to complete patches—Crack!

Seemingly to respond, at that moment a raindrop fell from the sky, landing at Fu Qian’s feet.