Eldritch Horror Theatre

Such a heavy loss!

Fu Qian couldn’t help but sigh as he looked at his SAN Value, which had plummeted below fifty points.

Fighting really was bad for physical and mental health!

Then again, if he had to do it all over, Fu Qian wouldn’t hesitate to burn his SAN Value down to the single digits.

The other reason to sigh was that instead of a leisure mission after that massive battle, he had been directly thrown a Grade 1 Item, and even—

[Select the skills and equipment you wish to carry]

The prompt echoing in his ears meant this mission wouldn’t even restrict his abilities.

A Grade 1 Item with zero ability restrictions—he had to admit, this midnight exercise was just too thrilling.

Shaking his head, Fu Qian casually selected all his skills and took along every piece of equipment that was convenient to carry.

[...4%...6%...10%...18%...34%...66%...100%, Containment Scenario loading complete][Within the Unfathomable Dimension, this is a bustling metropolis.

Unprecedented tolerance allows you to witness any wild flight of fancy here.

All deviant things will be accepted amidst criticism.

Of course, these are mere surface appearances. Its essence is profound and silent, manifested in how any foreign intrusion will ultimately calm down.

In short, while operating here, it is best to avoid acting out of place.]

When his five senses returned, Fu Qian felt his body swaying.

Easily maintaining his balance, he looked up. He was in an exquisitely decorated space, sitting on a plush cushion.

It wasn’t very large, and it was completely empty save for himself.

A carriage?

Fu Qian quickly realized he was riding in some kind of vehicle.

Of course, for a carriage, the speed was already quite impressive.

Maintaining his role as a passenger, he didn’t rush to make a move, instead silently pondering what he had just heard.

He had to admit, the phrasing was a bit eccentric.

He had already witnessed the ”bustling” aspect. The interior of this mere carriage was gorgeous and refined.

But the ”Unfathomable Dimension”? No matter how he thought about it, it didn’t sound like the real world.

Of course, there was one comforting detail—

Fu Qian patted himself down, confirming he was fully armed and his strength hadn’t been diminished in the slightest.

Just as he was pondering whether to put on his Pope-Bestowed Mask, Fu Qian frowned. He stood up inside the bumpy carriage and took two steps back.

BOOM!

Amidst a deafening roar, a heavy GG Card plummeted from the sky, directly smashing the rear half of the carriage to pieces.

Hahahaha!

Only then did a burst of manic laughter echo from above, sounding thoroughly delighted.

Hearing the mission introduction, he had thought this was Neverland. Was it actually a Vice City style instead?

Stepping down from the severed carriage, Fu Qian leaned against a mangled wheel axle.

The driver was clearly experienced, instantly reining in the power source and preventing even more serious consequences.

Looking out from this angle, he spotted a guy with multi-colored hair and a white-painted face atop a towering building down the street, laughing maniacally. The man looked extremely proud of his masterpiece.

In theory, a building like that shouldn’t coexist in the same era as a carriage, should it?

However, Fu Qian didn’t rush to deal with him, his mind on another question entirely.

For a moment, he had a much more intuitive understanding of the ”tolerance” mentioned in the mission introduction.

”Hello there, lucky young man!”

The next moment, the terrorist on the roof clearly noticed the unscathed Fu Qian. Instead of being disappointed, he laughed even more heartily.

The next moment, amidst a creaking sound, another GG Card howled down from the rooftop, no smaller than the one on the ground.

Unfortunately, his aim wasn’t quite as good this time.

Amidst a massive crash, Fu Qian stood unmoving as the GG Card landed over ten meters away.

This outcome clearly annoyed the man on the roof.

However, despite wanting to continue, he had no other GG Cards left on hand.

After fiercely scratching his hair, the man seemed to think of something. He actually stepped to the edge of the roof and threw his arms open, gazing up at the sky.

The next moment, before anyone could react, he threw himself off the building, letting out a gleeful shriek as he plummeted through the air.

There was no mid-air twist like deploying a glider or parachute. About five seconds later, maintaining a complete free-fall posture, the man slammed solidly into the ground, directly smashing out a crater.

Even more exaggeratedly, the immense impact seemed to force all his bodily fluids out of his pores. In an instant, his entire body was drenched in a thick black ooze.

Not a normal person as expected?

Watching the terrorist sprawled on the ground and struggling to his knees, Fu Qian nodded inwardly.

He had already noticed that this guy’s aura was different from an ordinary person, feeling like a Mid Tier at the very least.

”Nice jump. What’s your name?”

Watching the man’s deformed skull rapidly recover, Fu Qian nodded in praise.

”Damn it, just a little bit more...”

The person in question was clearly dissatisfied, taking a full half-minute to peel himself off the ground.

”You ruined my grand entrance, rat.”

”Oh? Was I standing in the wrong spot?”

Fu Qian looked as though he had suddenly seen the light.

This was clearly a complaint that his positioning was wrong, preventing a successful hit.

”Then I’m truly sorry.”

The next moment, Fu Qian actually apologized, even pointing back up at the building.

”You can go up and try again. I won’t make a mistake this time.”

...

It was clear the other party felt Fu Qian’s sincerity.

After a few seconds of silence, the man stood up completely, smoothed out his blood-soaked clothes, and glanced at the nearby wreckage.

”I hate carriages.”

Leaving that behind, the man walked away without looking back. Within a mere dozen meters, his injured leg and gait had already returned to normal.

If he really hated them, smashing them was useless. The best method was to invent a car; that was what they called the rolling wheels of history.

Sighing internally, Fu Qian walked around to the front of the carriage and glanced at the driver, who had already hidden to the side.

”Alright?”

”I’m fine.”

Dressed formally in a shirt and vest, the driver looked relatively calm at the moment.

”Good.”

Fu Qian didn’t say anything else, instead examining the remaining half of the carriage.

Was this... a Biodynamic Batmobile?

In that moment, Fu Qian felt his imagination being challenged.

The surviving front section of the carriage clearly had a completely different style from its interior decoration.

The pure black exterior was marked with sharp intersecting lines; at a glance, it even looked a bit like a crouching bat.

This place was beyond weird!

Amidst his sighing, Fu Qian sensed something and looked toward a corner of the street.

The next moment, he spotted a pair of emotionless eyes silently watching him.

To actually encounter a Demigod Realm expert right away?

And from the look of it, the other party had also realized he was in the Demigod Realm.