Facing an Ancient God for a Year

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…Do you have a problem with your brain?

Is this what I meant when I said I changed my mind?

Fu Qian’s comments after some thought failed to amuse Kuraki Rieko, creating a very tense atmosphere.

Fortunately, due to her unique condition, she had a different way of psychologically adjusting herself.

In the next moment, Kuraki Rieko’s facial features rapidly changed, quickly resulting in a different appearance.

“I truly can’t comprehend your actions!”

Dr. Cynthia, now looking much more composed, began to negotiate, sincerely admiring Fu Qian’s train of thought.

“Hard to understand? You guys are the last ones who should be talking about understanding!”

Fu Qian scoffed smoothly while his gaze remained fixed on the other’s left wrist.

There was a golden mechanical watch, fitted to the size of Gaya’s thick wrist.

Considering the comrade’s wrist was noticeably thinner, the watch seemed almost ready to slip off during any movement.

There had been a time when he also took one from a certain substitute.

Of course, the same was true now.

A spike retracted quickly from under Fu Qian’s rib, and with a click, a shiny watch fell into his hand.

That’s right, even after killing someone, he hadn’t let it go.

Seeing that the current outfit didn’t suit wearing the watch on the wrist, he casually hung it on his body.

There were still about twenty minutes until eight o’clock, so there was time to chat a bit more.

After fiddling with it for a bit and confirming that the hands were moving correctly, Fu Qian put it back, hanging it on his chest like a medal.

This bizarre action left Cynthia speechless, and together with Fu Qian’s soul-piercing questions, she found herself hesitating to speak.

“This is a necessary measure, you don’t understand the greatness of our experiment.”

After a mental struggle, Cynthia bit her lip and spoke.

“Oh, what’s so great about it? To be honest, I’m quite curious.”

Fu Qian signaled for her to speak her mind freely, without restraint.

“Self-deception under the cover of a fraud aura? If I may be so blunt, this really sounds a lot like some sort of sleazy behavior.”

“To deceive a Superior Being, not a single flaw is permissible.”

Cynthia didn’t deny Fu Qian’s accusation and was very serious.

“Moreover, we’re not doing this for the tiny bit of gratification from feedback!”

“The power behind Dimming Pony, even as a Demigod, we must approach with caution, or else we’ll quickly become lost in layers of false perceptions and truly lose ourselves.”

“The specifics are top secret; even if you swallowed Dimming Pony whole, I couldn’t tell you.”

“There’s not much time left. If possible, please don’t interfere, let us complete the test.”

“So you’re saying you’ve turned into this ghastly figure in order to deal with the power behind Dimming Pony? But is it really okay to speak so frankly before me?”

Fu Qian’s claws glided effortlessly over the hard surface of the table, quickly sketching the outline of a horse.

“Plotting right before me, you’re quite bold!”

“Don’t deceive me, you might be incredibly strong, but you’re definitely not Dimming Pony!”

Cynthia scoffed coldly, her tone nonetheless resolute.

“We’ve been testing for two whole years, although not much has been achieved, we do have that level of judgment.”

“Not bad, quite confident.”

Fu Qian ceased his movements, examining her from head to toe.

“Then can you answer me a question, after you complete the test, how are you supposed to get out?”

“The one I killed before was your real body, right?”

“Yes, but it doesn’t matter!”

Cynthia’s spirits lifted immediately upon sensing an opportunity in Fu Qian’s tone.

“The flesh is of no importance.”

“Really? But no matter what, it’s you who’s been smashed to pieces, Brother Gaya is just fine.”

Fu Qian began to instigate discord quite naturally.

“What’s the difference?”

Cynthia smiled and shook her wrist casually.

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“I can now be anyone.”

“Really? I don’t believe it.”

Fu Qian shook his head, his face solemn.

“Didn’t you just say that under such a veil of deceit, it’s easy to lose oneself in false perceptions? Are you so certain that your thoughts right now aren’t such a concept?”

“Of course, I know that. We all know that because we are the same,” she declared without a moment’s hesitation, pointing at herself.

“The understanding among the four of us far exceeds your imagination.”

“The current state could happen to any one of us. In plain terms, if any one of us survives, it means we all will survive.”

As she spoke, Gaya’s face even began to rapidly appear.

“So drop that pointless provocation—it’s meaningless!”

“Your bonds are indeed touching, but I was actually referring to the four of you.”

Fu Qian clicked his tongue in admiration.

“Do you really believe that you are truly yourselves at this moment, and not merely under the influence of some trickery? Including you—”

Fu Qian pointed at Gaya, stopping his urge to retort, and then his tone suddenly changed.

“May I speak with Patch?”

…

At this abrupt question, Gaya really didn’t say anything further.

After a brief silence, his features shifted again.

Seconds later, a middle-aged man with a shadowy visage and sparse hair appeared, his features alone made him seem repulsive, eliciting an almost irresistible urge to hit him.

“Really, why must you be so cruel?”

The new face lamented as soon as it appeared, its exceptionally annoying tone inciting a strong desire to smother it.

“Wouldn’t it be nice to let them be happy?”

“I’m on a tight schedule, but next time I’ll definitely indulge in a longer chat,” he said.

This person in front of me seems to be the legendary Patch. Why don’t I find this image the least bit strange!

Fu Qian sighed inwardly once again, his facial expression also shifting, quickly regaining human features as a show of sincerity.

“Patch?”

“It could be.”

The other party unabashedly stole Teacher Yu’s line without hesitation.

“You’re not easy to find.”

“Can’t help it. I don’t have much time to be active each year,” Patch said with a meaningful expression.

“How did you know they were all fake?”

“You can’t really call it fake, can you?”

Fu Qian frowned.

“I was just curious about their condition from the beginning.”

“To me, the kind of self-deception that could even fool me probably has a lot to do with you. And to foster such a rapport with you, the first thing that comes to mind is what Dr. Cynthia mentioned—believing completely that one is Patch.”

“That means they probably need to believe they are Patch one hundred percent, and all the external characteristics associated with their own names are just a disguise to receive such a gift.”

“Following this line of thought, it’s easy to figure out how to achieve this four-in-one effect—they all fundamentally believe they are you and then disguise themselves.”

“Under such circumstances, even if one were killed and the body destroyed, as long as the core remains unchanged, it’s simply a matter of wearing four masks on one face.”

“Of course, this is just my speculation, testing it with a casual question. I didn’t expect that you, the god of deception, would be so forthcoming.”

Hmm!

Patch seemed to be in good spirits and didn’t mind Fu Qian’s mockery.

“So have you been looking for me all this time?”

“Yeah, I was asked by someone.”

Fu Qian nodded.

“Who?”

“You.”