Facing an Ancient God for a Year

Chapter 1195: Chapter 1193: Bamboo Stick Insects of Night Holy City (Part 1)

Of course, not receiving any rewards in the mission is merely an accumulation of experience. The warehouse might make a judgement due to overly special changes, causing one to lose the opportunity for regret.

And even if it’s a little more cautiously handled, if one realizes something is wrong after consuming the characteristics, the warehouse might still not instantly make a judgment about one’s status change. However, when the mission ends in failure, the reward is not necessarily nonexistent.

In facing the first scenario, considering his opponent might truly be a deity through the ages, Fu Qian never thought about securing a hundred percent certainty.

What he needs to avoid are only gambles with a probability less than or equal to fifty percent.

This possible rare exception is merely a discount in the calculation of the winning odds.

As for the latter scenario, Fu Qian is not naive enough to believe that he truly has a number of SAN Points worth of trial-and-error opportunities.

On the contrary, in his judgment, the likelihood of the latter situation occurring should be quite significant.

For the Prism of Radiant Transformation, which has harmed many predecessors, the operational mechanism of the warehouse must certainly be very familiar.

Its carefully designed trap, a conspiracy akin to desperation, how could it possibly leave such a big loophole there.

Unless that loophole was intentionally left there.

Indeed, Fu Qian has never actively let a mission fail and then rely on the warehouse to reset everything and continue his trials and errors in such a pleasant fantasy.

In his plan, the only trial-and-error opportunity is a single one — Transcendence.

This is the only method that does not trigger the mission failure assessment and allows for a fresh start.

As said before, professionals do not waste any category of resources.

Two traits, two attempts.

From the moment he consumes the first one, this gamble must determine a winner to end.

In Fu Qian’s judgment, with such choices stacking up, his odds of winning could be greater than half.

As for the remaining hundred plus SAN Points, they are of course not entirely useless.

That will be his point card when facing the Prism of Radiant Transformation directly.

He hopes it won’t let him down.

…

[…8%…13%…21%…34%…55%…89%…100%, containment scene loading complete]

[This is a magical city, a place where human nature shines into reality.

The Abyss of Indulgence, the Secret Sanctuary.

Desire as fuel, igniting even more desires.

Character refined, Nirvana for a brand-new self.

Belief, like the anchor of the true self, allows people to always know the depth of their own corruption.

As well as the kind of providence they’re luckily subjected to.

And such places are never short of legendary stories, much discussed by most people.

Of course, not everyone might be able to endure it, a living legend truly standing before them]

“Welcome to… Night Holy City.”

The last sentence, although strangely coherent with the previous mission introduction, was clearly not from the same person.

Restoring his senses, Fu Qian silently observes a familiar face in front of him.

As familiar as that last sentence.

In a not too large, but luxuriously furnished space, Night Watcher Demigod Yuan Shan watches him intently.

If he remembers correctly, that phrase just now was said by her upon his initial arrival in Night Holy City.

In fact, the vehicle he’s on hasn’t even completely stabilized yet.

Fu Qian looks out the small window next to him, observing the familiar night scenery outside.

When he was listening to the mission introduction, he had already speculated, and it turns out he really did return to the gambling city.

It’s really… fantastic!

…

Level 3 mission, no restriction on abilities or items, familiar environment, familiar night, and even a Second Order Transcendent tarnished by the Prism of Radiant Transformation not far away.

What else could be a better stage prepared for the Prism of Radiant Transformation?

In fact, this is exactly the most ideal development in Fu Qian’s plan.

Not only did the warehouse heed his advice on arranging the mission, but the nature of the mission also cooperates to the utmost.

Indeed, Fu Qian doesn’t believe that the warehouse became a worm in his gut and specially selected the mission for him.

Professional luck always stems from expertise.

As early as on Ye Island, I vaguely noticed a pattern that the task assignments in the warehouse tended to have a proximity orientation.

That is to say, if there were anomalies around one’s location, there was a higher probability of being assigned there first.

There might be various reasons for this, and from the moment I realized it, Fu Qian had been thinking about under what circumstances it could be useful.

If it weren’t for this, how could I have thrown myself into the net so freely with Yuan Shan?

And prepped my unique traits before throwing myself into the net?

This is also why, last night, I turned into a fierce bandit in Night Holy City, being so friendly to that professional team.

Midas seemed so much like an anomaly, how could I not take good care of it, to increase the likelihood of it becoming a target of the warehouse task?

Observe, analyze, summarize, and then push all conditions to the limit for verification, then a miracle might just appear.

Just burning incense is not enough, not to mention there are the likes of Henry, who write their names on others’ incense.

“An honor indeed.”

Feeling moved, Fu Qian watched Yuan Shan with a very pleasant mood.

“…Do you know where this is?”

This reaction only added a touch of seriousness mixed with confusion to the latter.

“With such obvious landmark buildings, how could I not know.”

Fu Qian pointed outside as a matter of course.

“…Then do you know Night Holy City is the Northern Headquarters of the Night Watchmen?”

Yuan Shan’s confusion did not lessen but intensified instead.

“Now I do.”

“Considering I’ve never heard of the Northern Headquarters of the Night Watchmen, I wouldn’t be surprised wherever it is.”

“Even if it’s located in the legendary Gambling City, I think it fits quite well.”

Fu Qian continued to smile.

“Alright then.”

Without achieving any shock effect, Yuan Shan seemed slightly unwilling, but in the next moment, her attention shifted elsewhere, her brows furrowing even more.

“What is this messy get-up you have on? I don’t recall you bringing them with you?”

Uh…

Fu Qian looked down at himself.

It’s no wonder Chief Yuan was shocked; indeed, my attire was a bit extravagant.

Although the warehouse didn’t allow me to enter in a bathrobe, the outfit arranged was still the same as before.

But in addition to the items worn on the body and integrated into the flesh, I was holding the Headcage and the lantern because of their size.

The two characteristics, giant egg and Crystalline Sun, were also held in my hand like health balls.

Apart from these, there was even a transparent longbow on my back.

With such an equipment, theoretically, it would be difficult to even pass a security check.

“Dangerous items naturally have special storage methods.”

Luckily, facing Chief Yuan’s inquiry, Fu Qian plagiarized a previously used explanation with ease.

…

Yuan Shan fell silent.

She wasn’t blind; she could clearly see that these were all extraordinary items.

The special mention of “danger” obviously hinted at the true nature of this mission.

This guy is really prepared!

“Not bad, right?”

With nothing much to say, she finally turned her head to look outside, and asked casually.

“Not bad.”

Fu Qian cooperatively repeated a past exchange.

[Containment accomplished conditions, prevent the lucky Midas from becoming reality]

…Truly excellent!