Facing an Ancient God for a Year

Chapter 2613: Chapter 2608: Better to Keep a Cat

Great, if someone sees this, it might be a significant milestone in this shop’s operational history.

Not only is there a shop owner ready to send people away and help everyone return to their normal lives at any moment, but there’s also a refreshing tea ceremony performance.

Speaking of which, it seems I’m not seeing this performance for the first time?

In the Winter Book House, the fragrance of tea fills the air.

And while silently savoring, Fu Qian doesn’t miss the elegant scene before him.

There’s a kind of alien beauty forcibly impersonating human.

As for the mentioned similar experience, it’s not baseless imagination; it’s just that the time seems a bit distant—the task of first meeting Su Gao, with that noble lady as the progeny bearer of the Evil God.

For Fu Qian, the scene of the lady in a red dress, elegantly drinking tea among the Maggot People, is still vivid in memory.

It’s just that the lady’s physical strength was quite ordinary at first, so much so that a fragment pierced through her cheek.

As for how I communicated back then? It seems it involved some vulgar topics about close proximity activities?

”Drinking like that will cost extra.”

Fu Qian spoke unceremoniously, abruptly shifting the conversation to the mundane.

”It’s okay...”

Opposite him, Yuan Shan seemed to be indifferent about such superficial matters, only shaking her head upon realizing what Fu Qian said.

”I like my child.”

...

Isn’t it too much a déjà vu?

Calm and firm, even though there wasn’t much expression on her face, one seemed hard to doubt her sincerity.

This slightly unexpected answer for Fu Qian somehow felt equally familiar to his ears—wasn’t there also such a phrase when communicating with that noble lady back then?

It’s hard to say this situation isn’t somewhat strange. For someone slightly more paranoid, the first reaction wouldn’t be that the Red Moon has been monitoring him all along, to the extent of having not only seen that scene but also memorizing even the lines.

Of course, it wouldn’t be Chief Yuan saying this; taking advantage isn’t for now.

One could only say that indeed, leaders are thrifty; the moment they hear about expenses, they go offline, throwing the burden to the other end of the balance.

The severity of the issue lies in the fact that the timing of handling the progeny of the God of the Past theoretically falls before the synchronization with Shangjing using the mask.

At that time, the Red Moon shouldn’t have found him yet, not to mention being in the task.

Could it be that even the current state of the Red Moon is half-truth? With some elements of misinformation?

Probability is low.

The simplest logic, why self-destruct such a good disguise at this moment?

Worried about being exposed later, so might as well make falsehood appear true?

For someone like me to mess around with this kind of trickery isn’t a wise choice.

So as Fu Qian sees it, it can be understood more simply as the balance tilting to the other side—loving my child, therefore, extra money isn’t a problem at all.

Though this way, it highlights even more the reek of money on myself.

Is there any way to remedy this image?

”Times have changed, kids are quite a burden now.”

Sighing lightly, Fu Qian’s first statement emphasized his unruliness, expressing that in this era, it’s a losing deal.

”Instead, there are more people raising cats, though some have a bad personality as well.”

...

The state of Chief Yuan isn’t optimistic.

What seemed to be an apparent improvement at first glance, upon further observation, is not the case at all.

To describe it in a popular phrase, it’s ”when the stars of anthropoid shine.”

The familiar Yuan Shan one perceives is entirely pieced together with various information fragments, comparable to painted skin.

Honestly, this is much more devastating than anticipated self-struggle.

Once the will is briefly suppressed, there is still a day for a comeback. If the Red Moon truly crafts a new Yuan Shan, it could bring genuine contamination.

Even as Red Moon does these things, not necessarily with malice.

Like initially said, ”Why is it like this,” a theme actually runs through it. Red Moon is trying to understand what’s happening before them, comprehending their own state.

For a Superior Being, this can almost be called the core part of their instincts.

And Chief Yuan’s misfortune lies here, as dealing with him a bit too much, he’s directly hit by this primitive impulse.

Truly a Doomsday Anchor, or the root of worldly calamity?

Fu Qian for a moment recalled the last sight in the Sea of Ashes, even his own significance to this world.

”Cat?”

Some element in the previous words seemed to finally touch the person opposite a bit.

”Yuan Shan” even stopped drinking water, swallowing the cup of tea, frowning slightly.

”Yeah, especially those black-and-white ones, I know a particularly bad-tempered one but still very popular.”

Fu Qian naturally continued, bringing to mind a silhouette basking under a window.

...

The cat naturally refers to Old Master Henry.

In Fu Qian’s perception, it seems he’s awakening a vegetative person.

Even this process must be very cautious, avoiding alarming others, being secretly replicated by AI.

Very tricky, but as Fu Qian sees it, it’s not impossible.

To avoid being imitated, it’s best to combine with some core, even highly exclusive elements, like a genuine Second Phase.

Still backed by two Superior Beings of that kind.

Henry, Yuan Shan’s teacher, is evidently a very special role for her; the level of trust is also very high.

Some secrets they privately control together count as genuine spiritual wealth for Yuan Shan at this moment.

So addressing this situation, Fu Qian chose to guide subtly towards this point.

”Hmm... I seem to also know such a cat.”

And it proved effective.

The smooth conversation kept the interaction at a relatively moderate intensity without getting out of control.

While the elements of black and white, bad-temper, popularity combined, associated smoothly too.

After a slight hesitation, ”Yuan Shan” nodded, her speaking pace seemed to quicken a bit.

...

Great, besides teaching, a good teacher should guide directions, right?

Though far from truly sorting things out, at that moment, it seemed to Fu Qian, the counterfeit aura on Yuan Shan slightly faded.

Following the same train of thought could possibly retrieve something from the fire—uh!

Yet at this moment, Yuan Shan neither continued recalling nor drank water but instead, looked up and gazed at a certain spot.

Following her gaze, Fu Qian saw a long-skirted, flaming red figure at the narrow staircase entrance.

Quietly and silently, the Red Moon did not remain upstairs but stepped down barefoot.