Facing an Ancient God for a Year

Chapter 2489: Chapter 2484: Afternoon Moments

”How’s the taste?”

Things like temperament are indeed abstract, but often hard to conceal.

It took an entire Burial Scroll’s worth of time for Fu Qian to savor the pomegranate juice and sausage thoroughly.

While his focus and delight made it somewhat difficult for the shopkeeper to look directly at him, the infectiousness was astounding.

Watching the whole process out of the corner of her eye, the elderly lady couldn’t resist conducting a customer satisfaction survey as she saw Fu Qian breathe a deeply contented sigh.

”It’s good, just a bit expensive.”

Fu Qian’s evaluation was both exaggerated and sincere, as his gaze fell on a nearby spot.

Apparently, it also belonged to the aforementioned historical building, so much so that its white exterior was not only yellowing but even moldy in many places, teeming with life.

The key feature is its unique shape, resembling several square boxes stacked together; at first glance, it looks like a misaligned block game.

”Not many people drink juice around here...”

This bluntness seemed to lack the etiquette of a survey, causing the elderly shopkeeper to explain apologetically.

Indeed, it’s hard to say how good fruit can taste in this climate, but achieving such quality is commendable.

”Understandable... What was this place originally used for?”

Without any dissatisfaction with the explanation, Fu Qian’s gaze remained on the building as he asked in a conversational manner.

”I’m really not sure... I just know it was abandoned for a long time, and only later was it repainted. Now, it’s a nice spot for a leisurely stroll.”

Unfortunately, despite her age, the elderly lady seemed equally uninformed, shaking her head as she looked over at it.

”It was a slaughterhouse.”

And here lies the wonder of life; the next moment, a voice unexpectedly interjected.

As the shopkeeper and customer were at a loss, a passerby clearly overheard the conversation.

...

”I also heard that, although the layout seems somewhat unreasonable, this place was indeed originally designed for slaughtering cattle.”

In her forties, with a lean face, and loosely curled hair, she was a woman who appeared laid-back, even walking under the shop’s umbrella as she spoke.

”It’s hard to imagine, but if the white walls were painted later, then it makes a little more sense.”

No matter what, the building hardly seems connected to a slaughterhouse, but the woman spoke with such confidence that Fu Qian agreed.

”Sadly, the walls were white before painting too.”

The woman continued to astound with her words.

”It seems they believed that doing so could purify the resentment lingering in the flesh, making it so the consumption doesn’t carry Sinful Power.”

The subsequent explanation seemed somewhat plausible.

Purify resentment, avoid Sinful Power... Wouldn’t it be great if it came with a quarantine certificate and a redemption coupon?

”Sounds quite reasonable; I almost want to try it myself.”

Even Fu Qian was impressed.

”Next time, you can put this story in the sausage, claiming the entire production process faced that direction, allowing the ingredients to undergo purification.”

Not only that, he even glanced at the shopkeeper, offering marketing advice.

Hmm...

From the look of it, the story was so outlandish that the elderly lady was somewhat skeptical.

But being older, she tended to value certain things, and after some contemplation, she surprisingly didn’t refute it.

Great, storytelling needs to be infectious, and the first step is believing in it yourself, which seemed she was getting into the role.

”Thanks for sharing, how should I address you?”

With a slight nod, Fu Qian turned to greet the enthusiastic stranger.

”Is it important?”

The woman laughed casually, not wishing to add unnecessary formalities to this brief encounter.

Indeed, it wasn’t important.

”You’re right.”

With a slight nod, Fu Qian was rarely convinced.

He already had a name for her – Tooth Throat Lay Buddhist.

...

An unhurried afternoon tea, with a few strangers gathered around to discuss a topic of no consequence.

Such experiences are undeniably pleasant, but how many coincidences truly exist in this world?

As it turns out, he didn’t catch any bats, but he did catch some worms.

The Greedy Worms indeed came to Moore to stir things up, with more than just Ji Yin involved.

That’s right, the visitor was one of the most devout believers of the Abandonment King amongst the Greedy Worms.

The seemingly casual passing and encounter earlier were merely part of an act.

Of course, apart from the fact they are both female, the appearance of the person before him was quite different from the image of Tooth Throat Lay Buddhist.

Fu Qian’s certainty was simple: on one hand, under his keen perception, any surface alterations couldn’t conceal a Transcendent’s true nature.

On the other hand, as the target of the Greedy Worms’ faith, even though he couldn’t respond remotely now, facing a fellow Believer in person and failing to recognize them would underrate the significance of the title ”Superior Being.”

In summary, the earlier inquiry about the neighboring building was primarily rooted in curiosity.

But Fu Qian was equally curious about what approach the feigned passerby intended to take.

It turns out she had really done her homework, even grasping such anecdotes.

As for why Tooth Throat Lay Buddhist must be pretending to pass by and not out genuinely enjoying life and sharing spontaneously?

Given she had been so elusive earlier that even the honorable Demigod Selana couldn’t trace her, to now suddenly change disguise and stroll around, especially near what seemed to be a suspected hideout... even if Tooth Throat Lay Buddhist’s thinking were that abstract, Mr. Laurie Sr. would slap her first.

Worms indeed are truly connected in adversity.

Of course, this also prompts a question: if not wandering for leisure, what does this action imply?

Admittedly a bit strange, but to Fu Qian, it’s not entirely inexplicable — bats are seeking worms, why wouldn’t worms seek bats in return?

...

Let’s not forget when the Abandonment King directly decreed that this was a two-way challenging journey.

The Greedy Worms truly seem dedicated; perhaps they too caught a trace of Selana?

Although hard to say if Yasui Corp assisted.

In short, for the usually cautious worm collective, only a fleeting hope followed by its sudden disappearance could make them so impulsive and bold.

Why could they pinpoint him?

It could even be evidence he hadn’t chosen the wrong place.

Losing the target suddenly and then spotting a suspicious character nearby naturally draws attention as a human instinct.

Although their resolve was indeed quite firm...

”Names are far from enough to define a person, the same for physical forms.”

In contemplation, he noticed Tooth Throat Lay Buddhist seemed very satisfied with his reaction, ordering a sweet wine from the shopkeeper while gazing into the distance, and remarked casually.