Facing an Ancient God for a Year

Chapter 816: Chapter 814: Balance is Meant to be Broken Chapter 816: Chapter 814: Balance is Meant to be Broken “You’re back.”

Su Gao watched Fu Qian’s face intently until he settled back into his seat, finally letting out a sigh of relief.

“Was I gone long?”

Fu Qian surveyed the surroundings; everything, including Su Gao’s sitting posture, remained unchanged from when he had left.

By saying that, it really seemed like she had been waiting there, motionless.

“Just for a little while.”

Su Gao shook her head slightly.

“You seem a bit different.”

Huh?

Fu Qian wasn’t quite sure how Su Gao had noticed.

At this moment, his condition had stabilized, and his injuries had mostly healed.

As for his ranking, though the ritual was completed ahead of schedule, he was still very much a demigod at his core.

So was it because he had “prematurely anchored the divine position,” or because he had lost one hundred and forty SAN Points in one go?

Speaking of which, he hadn’t had time to think it through earlier; now, recalling it, it truly felt like a throwback to a liberated past, with only a few dozen SAN Points remaining.

“Maybe because I took a trip back home.”

The next moment, Fu Qian nodded, speaking somewhat sentimentally.

This answer was clearly not easy to understand, but Su Gao gave an “oh,” seemingly grasping the emotional weight behind the words.

“Did Yasui Tokiyuki… die?”

After hesitating for a moment, even someone as strong as Su Gao seemed a bit uncertain when she asked this.

“Pretty much, the Sirens now owe me even more money.”

Fu Qian affirmed her expectation.

The reason he said “pretty much” was because, according to the mission summary, Fu Qian tended to believe that Yasui Tokiyuki hadn’t completely died yet; he was merely trapped and stripped of his authority.

Of course, whether he still retained any sanity, being so contaminated, was a question.

Meanwhile, he picked up the kettle and poured himself a cup of tea with an air of nonchalance.

The tea was, in fact, warm.

“Hmph, no one knows how many will call themselves Divine Beings, how many will call themselves Emperors.”

After draining the tea in his cup, Fu Qian looked up at the sky at a forty-five-degree angle, his face filled with sighs.

This eccentric behavior did not lessen Su Gao’s shock.

Yasui Tokiyuki really died… really, it was just for a little while.

Mr. Fu’s tone a moment ago was as casual as if I had gone out to buy vegetables…

Theoretically, it took Yasui Tokiyuki only half a day to rise through the ranks…

Su Gao zoning out was a rare sight; the air grew exceptionally quiet for the time being.

Obviously, even she couldn’t understand how Fu Qian had managed it.

Of course, being shocked was one thing; she harbored no doubts about the truthfulness of what Fu Qian said.

“Yasui Tokiyuki must be the most tragic of the New Gods.”

After a moment, Su Gao’s daze ended, and she rarely used an exclamatory sentence.

“New Gods? So that’s what the Night Watchmen call the First Phase?”

Fu Qian asked, seizing the opportunity.

“Yes, according to internal terminology, it’s to distinguish them from the old divine beings.”

Su Gao explained earnestly.

New Gods, old days; indeed, they seemed quite corresponding.

Fu Qian pondered momentarily.

But were they really just different in terms of names?

Fu Qian recalled the many higher beings he had encountered.

Among the most straightforward were two who had been thoroughly exploited.

Although in terms of difficulty, Hamadus was nothing more than a live target, Yasui Tokiyuki was much stronger.

But just talking about the feel, it seemed like Yasui Tokiyuki still lacked something.

That was Fu Qian’s subconscious feeling.

However, Su Gao obviously didn’t know more, so Fu Qian didn’t keep asking.

“So the appearance of the Red Moon just now was Yasui Tokiyuki keeping an eye on us? He arrived quickly!”

At this moment, Su Gao remembered a question and voiced her guess.

“Years of aspiration fulfilled overnight, it’s only natural for one to be elated.”

While affirming, Fu Qian followed her gaze and realized it was indeed the position of the Red Moon earlier.

Obviously, combining the situation in Shangjing, Su Gao had realized the uniqueness of the Red Moon.

Of course, at this moment, that yellow sparrow had already vanished without a trace.

“So, should we leave here now? The death of Yasui Tokiyuki is bound to have a significant impact.”

“It makes sense, but there’s no rush.”

Fu Qian waved his hand.

Su Gao was right; the death of Yasui Tokiyuki, whether now or in the impending balance, undoubtedly lost the most important counterweight, and chaos was certain.

But a complex structure’s imbalance transfer speed may not necessarily be that fast.

“You could even go out and shout all day right now, and nobody would believe Yasui Tokiyuki is dead.”

“…So, could the infamy lead to uncontrolled risks?”

Clearly trusting Fu Qian’s judgment deeply, Su Gao thought of another question.

“It’s hard to say; in fact, he has threatened me with this before.”

Fu Qian answered very candidly.

Although he didn’t think Yasui Tokiyuki had the leisure for such things, there’s a saying that people become bold at the brink of death.

“Then, I want to confirm as soon as possible. We can’t count on Yin Hehong, if there really are signs, I’ll directly notify headquarters.”

Su Gao nodded, showing no doubt about the risks of Fu Qian not accepting threats.

As a born Hunter, she simply wouldn’t entertain such foolish speculation.

“Actually, if you want to confirm, there is a good indicator.”

Fu Qian pointed to a badge on the table.

“Kagetsu Kana?”

Su Gao immediately understood his implication.

“Indeed… We just need to observe changes in her influence on the Transcendents, it’s just unfortunate that she’s probably still at the Night Watchmen Base.”

Clearly, whether because she held opinions against Yin Hehong or didn’t want to expose Fu Qian’s guise, she wasn’t ready to just knock on their door.

“So you want to know the situation has changed but don’t really want to go out?”

Fu Qian stroked his chin, summarizing her request.

“That’s not entirely without solutions.”

He pointed to the television behind him.

“You can turn it on and watch the news.”

…

Su Gao was bewildered again.

From multiple interactions, it might be because she grew up in a place like the Rotten Forest, she wasn’t very accustomed to modern life.

“If there really is a sudden escalation, the occurrence of some special events is almost inevitable.”

Like the two doctors in a certain clinic, and right now, there shouldn’t be any official cover-up of the news.

Fu Qian added in his mind.

Regarding the task of [Brain Erosion], he had actually been pondering the underlying reasons.

Clearly, the core of this task lay with Hushima Zhigui. The contamination ‘flowed’ out from his will, affecting the two doctors, creating that special Dream.

Perhaps there weren’t many unique contamination lovers like this, but with a massive base, the occurrence of unusual incidents was bound to explode.

“Breaking news…”

Su Gao was obviously quite persuadable, quickly figuring out how to turn the television on.

And seconds later, the scene that appeared was quite spectacular.

Storms rolled, waves surged mightily, several ships unmistakably belonging to Yasui Corp were toppling over, one of them was even directly smashed into the water—a picture of doom.

As an area catching high attention for Extraordinary Power, the news was already speculating that this was a skirmish between two companies, justified by several serpentine water currents rolling up and down.

How professionally they jump back and forth!

And observing the familiar Creation, Fu Qian’s mind conjured a face, that of the capricious Sybil Demigod.