Facing an Ancient God for a Year

Chapter 1076: Chapter 1074: The Search for Bronze (Six) Chapter 1076: Chapter 1074: The Search for Bronze (Six) Well done, well done! This is what it truly means to ferry the masses to salvation!

In the midst of the roaring echo, Fu Qian looked at the fruits of his battle, feeling greatly satisfied.

At this moment, both the Gigantic Brain and the meat lumps transformed from numerous heads had become utterly still.

The intangible Gospel Blast, with an unbreakable posture, swept through those restless thoughts.

Most importantly, not only had the Illusion Realm in front of him not shown signs of collapse, it even seemed to become more stable.

It appeared that the preceding approach was correct.

To obtain possibly existing things inside the brain, one would need to guide and control at a spiritual level, maintaining the stability of the entire Illusion Realm throughout.

This place tests the control over the mental aspect.

Of course, his own method of control was somewhat unconventional, directly flooding the ears with the gospel.

Speaking of which, the essence of the Gospel Blast is a violent form of Enlightenment. He wondered if, besides calming down after the impact, there would be any special gains.

Just as the thought arose, Fu Qian realized the color of the Gigantic Brain was changing, and it was even solidifying.

In a blink of an eye, both the brain and the flesh lumps clustered around it had turned into the same material as the headless corpses outside.

Under the Enlightenment, how come the thoughts had solidified as well?

Contemplating this unexpected change, Fu Qian couldn’t help but silently sigh.

Regardless, it seemed that the stability of the Illusion Realm was now assured, and he could proceed with his search without reservations.

“What in the world is going on here?”

Lady Cecilia, who had been stunned by Fu Qian’s earlier lines, stared in disbelief at the new succession of changes.

The scene before her eyes seemed too magical and had somewhat shattered her psychological baseline.

“Are they actual flesh and blood, truly coming from those bodies?”

“But how could they have turned into this in an instant… because you said a word? That’s absurd!”

“Did the Bronze Lady also come about this way? From this unknown side of the world that humanity has never known?”

She didn’t even wait for Fu Qian to respond, and while muttering to herself, stepped forward.

Until she stood before the porous bronze brain, she observed every damaged crevice, her breathing heavier than ever before.

And uncontrollably, her right hand slowly lifted and touched it, as though feeling whether the material was the same as the Bronze Lady’s.

“It really is…”

The next moment, she let out a dream-like murmur, followed by a slightly maniacal laugh.

“So… past experiences can’t really prove anything, can they?”

“Is everything just my paranoid delusion after all? Just like on the fourth day when everyone told me…”

“A willingness to reflect is a good habit, but unfortunately, I cannot provide specific commentary on your viewpoints due to my limited understanding of the situation.”

Facing Lady Cecilia’s moment of revelation, Fu Qian did not say much; instead, he walked to the bronze-hued brain beside her and even tapped it with his finger to listen to the sound.

Hehe…

Lady Cecilia just watched Fu Qian’s movements.

“I understand, some things, only one’s heart truly knows the answer. But still, I want to ask…”

“What?”

Fu Qian glanced at her, her gaze as vacant as if her SAN Points had depleted.

“How do you think—I performed?”

However, in an instant, the bewildered look on Lady Cecilia’s face had disappeared without a trace.

In its place was a smile full of award acceptance gratification.

Ding ding!

She imitated Fu Qian, tapping on the brain with a tone full of admiration.

“What a marvelous arrangement, I really wasn’t wrong about you!”

“This place, must have been prepared for a long time, right?”

“I originally thought it would trouble you, but it seems this caprice was expected all along and even seen as a good opportunity.”

With her finger pointing at her own head, Lady Cecilia stared at Fu Qian without blinking.

“An opportunity to correct my ‘erroneous’ perception, right?”

Indeed, changing one’s mind is the hardest thing.

Faced with Lady Cecilia’s questioning, Fu Qian sighed once more.

Her 180-degree change in demeanor, along with the subsequent line, is easy to understand—she’s just pretending to be shaken by the series of changes before her, her worldview rocked, doubting her “Actor” identity.

In fact, Lady Cecilia’s will has never changed.

To her, everything before her eyes is considered a setup by the “crew,” with the purpose of making her doubt her judgment and get back on the “right track.”

How was the performance? Asking about her acting just now.

I must say it was convincingly natural and highly deceptive.

Unfortunately, my rating for her has always been “a worldview that is irreversibly smooth and satisfactory,” never felt it was that easy to twist.

“Not bad, but wait a moment.”

The next moment, Fu Qian finally gave his review by invitation.

At the same time, his hand reached into one of the solidified gaps and quickly extended at the tip, finally grasping something ring-shaped.

During the time that just passed, the brain turned into an inanimate object and lost its shielding effect, allowing him to easily identify an unusual presence.

Faced with Fu Qian’s praise, Lady Cecilia did not make a sound, just smiling as she observed his actions.

However, even if she firmly believed all this was just props, the object Fu Qian pulled out from the gap still somewhat shocked her.

It was an intricately designed diadem, the same bronze color as the brain before her, with symmetrical patterns on it and no extra embellishments.

But this diadem, which could be considered plain, at first glance possessed an indescribable magic that made it difficult for one to look away.

“Let me guess, do I need to wear it?”

Holding back a strange impulse inside, Lady Cecilia took a deep breath and asked with a smile.

“That won’t do, you can’t wear this.”

Fu Qian directly denied her guess.

Unlike the things before, what he held in his hand was undoubtedly an Extraordinary Item, and there was even reason to suspect it was the culprit behind this entire scene.

“Why not? Because of what I just said?”

Lady Cecilia, who was straightforwardly rejected, looked at Fu Qian somewhat amusedly.

“I always thought you weren’t the type to be so petty, right?”

“Why?”

Fu Qian, in a rather good mood, held the crown up to his head without immediately putting it on.

“Just because of the style I demonstrated before? The act of deliberately misleading you could have been even simpler, right?”

“…You do have a point, so does this magical journey end here? Won’t it be too wasteful of all this painstaking setup?”

Lady Cecilia chuckled as she spoke.

“Indeed it can end now, but I have a question, having seen through the ‘conspiracy’, how do you feel?”

Fu Qian emphasized the word “conspiracy” intentionally.