Facing an Ancient God for a Year

Chapter 371: Chapter 371: Prosthetic Eye (Part Four)_1

The bus, already veering off the road, burst apart in a shower of sparks and lightning as it, carrying its driver and the couple, crashed directly into the square next door.

In the midst of screams, the passengers from the back half of the bus, thrown by inertia, tumbled out like dumplings from a pot.

Fu Qian, the manipulator behind the scenes, paid no attention to this gruesome scene, his gaze fixed on the departing front end of the bus.

The next moment, a thick bolt of lightning descended from the sky, directly striking the area where the driver and the couple were seated, transforming the front of the bus into a ball of fire.

The screams came to an abrupt end as the bloodied passengers were momentarily stunned.

With the lightning’s fall, the driver and the couple inside the bus were already engulfed in flames.

Though it was baffling why there would be a lightning strike in such weather, had the bus not broken apart, it would undoubtedly be the entire vehicle that had turned into a fireball.

By contrast, merely being battered and bloodied wasn’t much in comparison.

The passengers’ feelings were quite mixed at that moment.

At this very moment, such a loud disturbance naturally caused a strong reaction from the surroundings, and police could already be seen signaling in this direction.

Only then did Fu Qian leave his seat and quietly exit the scene.

The reason he had broken the bus a moment ago wasn’t because he foresaw the lightning strike.

It was just that the behavior of the couple was somewhat abnormal, and the driver’s actions were also suspicious, which always made him feel something might trigger.

Even so, to directly draw down a bolt of lightning was still breathtaking.

And the power was not to be underestimated, comparable to a blow from Demigod Yibu.

It could almost be confirmed that it wasn’t a natural accident but influenced by Transcendent power.

To think that three ordinary people could trigger such a phenomenon, this place really wasn’t peaceful!

It was just unknown how the incident would be described in the news under the public eye.

“Shocking, Midnight Bus Struck by Lightning and Ignited,” or “Bus Suddenly Breaks Apart in Transit, the Reason Behind is Heartwarming”?

Contemplating, Fu Qian continued onward according to the route he remembered.

According to the map, his destination was not far from here.

…

This should be it.

Fu Qian lifted his gaze to the building in front of him.

After disembarking from the bus, his journey had been unobstructed and he hadn’t encountered any further hindrances.

And according to the information on the address, the target was inside this building.

It was nearing midnight now, and Fu Qian didn’t waste any time, heading straight inside.

To his surprise, inside the building, there actually was a room with the lights on.

This room was extremely concealed—it was hard to imagine from the outside that such a place existed.

Standing outside the room, Fu Qian could distinctly sense that inside were about twenty people scattered around, busy with their tasks, looking just like they were at work.

When in Rome, do as the Romans do. Fu Qian straightened himself, maintaining a professional demeanor as he rang the doorbell.

The next moment, through the transparent glass door, he could see a woman at the front desk raise her head and glance in this direction.

But after that glance, she did not respond and lowered her head to continue with her own business.

Definitely suspicious!

Although it was just a glance, Fu Qian still sensed something abnormal in the woman’s face.

Her expression was dull, her gaze hazy, resembling a sleepwalker; it was more than just slacking off at work.

Fu Qian thought for a moment and rang the doorbell again.

This time, however, the receptionist simply turned an ornament in a different direction, revealing four large characters—”No Soliciting.”

Professional, Fu Qian inwardly praised.

The praise was for the receptionist as well as for himself. The other party’s handling was undoubtedly professional, and it also meant that his disguise was convincing, looking just like a door-to-door credit card salesman.

Not wishing to disturb further, Fu Qian silently snapped the door lock and pushed his way in.

As expected, faced with such aggressive forced entry, the receptionist merely swept a vacant glance over him and then returned to inaction.

Now inside the office, Fu Qian surveyed his surroundings.

The lighting was very bright, and the group of people were dressed quite professionally, each sitting at their desks working on their own tasks, seemingly continuing the day’s work.

And these people, just like the receptionist, completely ignored the intruder that was me.

Fu Qian felt as if he had entered another world for a moment, the last time he experienced this sensation was at Byeluk’s banquet.

“Who are you, get out immediately! Don’t disturb our work.”

Almost at the same time, a middle-aged man around forty walked out of the office, eyes sternly fixed on Fu Qian.

It seems to be you.

Fu Qian nodded.

Compared to the others, this one obviously looked like a person in charge, his expression much more lively and his somewhat plump face now filled with a mix of shock and anger.

“What a coincidence, it’s because of work.”

Fu Qian said with a beaming smile as he took out that document bag and placed it on the desk.

“Please check and accept.”

…

“I don’t recall having any documents to receive.”

The middle-aged man didn’t reach for the documents but instead stared at Fu Qian as if looking at a fraudster.

Indeed, I must obtain his acceptance to complete the task?

Not receiving a task completion prompt, Fu Qian wasn’t surprised.

“Please leave immediately, or else I—”

Seeing that Fu Qian still hadn’t moved, the middle-aged man’s gaze grew more wary.

“Or else what?”

Fu Qian looked around, noticing that despite the conflict happening, everyone still stuck to their posts, not a single one raising their head to watch the commotion.

This work system is too inhumane!

While he was feeling amazed, a disturbance passed through his consciousness.

This force, a few notches stronger than Rachel’s, could probably turn a normal person into an idiot upon impact.

Fu Qian silently judged while turning to look at the middle-aged man.

He could clearly see that the man had just crushed a thin flake towards him.

Certainly, although the man was an ordinary human, that blow was indeed his doing.

All these people around, could they all have been created by him?

At this moment, the middle-aged man also stared in shock at Fu Qian, assessing him. After confirming he was completely unaffected, he seemed to realize something and started to flee.

Offended me and still thinking about running away?

Fu Qian snorted, stationary, as his right arm swelled.

The middle-aged man, who had half a foot out the door, was the next moment grabbed by the neck and lifted into the air.

“After our little exchange just now, I believe we’ve come to an understanding of each other,”

Fu Qian said smilingly as he offered the document bag again.

“So now, may I have your signature?”

“But…”

Staring intently at the claw grasping him, the middle-aged man shivered all over, even forgetting to struggle.

“But we’re really not called XJ Cargo Company, none of us have names…”

Is there really such a thing?

Fu Qian glanced at the clock on the wall; there were only a few minutes left.

And listening to this man, even the company’s name did not match up.

It sounded like a bit of a problem.

“No matter, you start having one now,”

After a moment of pondering, Fu Qian tightened his grip a bit more.

“Can we?”