Facing an Ancient God for a Year

Chapter 1660: Chapter 1655: The Meaning of Attributes

This is not simple addition, subtraction, multiplication, or division within ten.

Although Brother Sanxun is elusive, his abrupt appearance this time is not surprising to Fu Qian.

After all, calculating the time, the cooldown should be almost over.

The current issue lies between the True Word Technique-Madness from the opponent and the actual hints Fu Qian received.

Clearly, there’s an unseen exponent added to the computation.

Unnoticed, Fu Qian’s body had already turned toward the damp wall.

Brother Sanxun had indeed said correctly before; in this place, he doesn’t need a mirror or anything to appear.

Though the thick and fishy mud can reflect some water light, against a mirror it is undoubtedly chaotic.

Yet even so, it didn’t at all delay the appearance of that familiar face.

It seems he simply favored this special style.

Haha...

Even at this very moment, facing the turned Fu Qian, he didn’t continue directly but instead vanished amidst laughter, cranking up the mystery.

From the cheerfulness of the laughter, the accumulated unpleasant emotions from earlier confrontations should have already been successfully dispelled.

”What? Did Your Excellency find something?”

Meanwhile, Fu Qian’s sudden movement clearly drew quite a bit of attention.

Before Sha Ming could speak, Huang Leji directly asked.

”There was someone inside earlier.”

For companions sharing trials and tribulations, Fu Qian once again displayed honesty.

Someone?

Delving into this extremely oppressive, sewer-like road of no return, the team members were already under considerable psychological pressure, and Fu Qian’s answer startled them, making them look toward the wall.

The result was naturally nothing.

”Unfortunately, I seem to see nothing. What did he do?”

As the leader of the conversation, Huang Leji decisively turned back to stare at Fu Qian, reflecting on the situation.

”He attacked me and then happily laughed twice.”

Fu Qian remained frank.

”Haha, are you sure?”

This time Huang Leji’s laughter was like sandpaper, simultaneously scrutinizing up and down.

”It’s just a pity that I see no damage to Your Excellency—not even to myself. Isn’t that a bit too extraordinary?”

...

Indeed.

Huang Leji’s statement practically placed ”you’re bullshitting” on his face, yet Fu Qian was not only completely unworried but even inwardly agreed.

The San-draining technique from the Third Follower indeed holds a peculiar purity.

Earlier had been proven, whether it’s rule-based damage or direct attack, it all can be mapped to other people through bonds.

And Old Master Logan’s previous experiences sufficiently demonstrated that even facing some higher powers directly, local Transcendents also struggle to escape mental and even physical distortions.

However, at this moment, this group not only didn’t hear any of Brother Sanxun’s movements, but even faced with impact surprisingly had no reaction.

This is undeniably a rather significant test result.

Indeed, even before Brother Sanxun emerged, Fu Qian was already anticipating what reaction his San-draining attack would bring under bonds.

Now, regarding the former situation, Huang Leji and the others not hearing the noise is still understandable.

That’s because Brother Sanxun’s voice nor image can only be perceived by someone who has established a special connection with him.

After all, his existence form is inherently abstract.

But the latter situation surely has much information.

His 5-point SAN Points plummet while others have no reaction; it seems there are only two explanations.

Firstly, the contact established between Sanxun and himself is too unique, like his words and actions, can only be received by himself, not transmitted to others.

But for this to hold, a major premise is to deny the rule-based nature of ”bonds.”

Meaning it is not a supreme rule but has exceptions.

This is not bad news for escaping.

Because when rules are no longer supreme, it suggests that as long as the ranking is high enough, it might be possible to resist this place’s various anomalies and effortlessly control the scene.

But that’s not what Fu Qian most wants to see.

Laws, regulations, this journey to Xi Yuan, the most important is naturally to investigate these relatively special forms of power.

Meanwhile, some elements currently presented are clearly suitable to test a special concept—the essence of SAN Points.

...

Using ”Messenger” to sync with this world, Fu Qian exists with fundamental differences from local Transcendents.

Fu Qian has always known this.

But SAN Points, Inspiration, these attributes only briefly explained in warehouse, the role they play is a question Fu Qian has never abandoned.

Aside from consuming for tasks, while traversing this world, if SAN Points is emptied, he would also turn into an imbecile; this has been clearly established.

But why?

At the moment it becomes zero, what kind of power makes oneself an imbecile?

This is indeed a good question.

Today’s special predicament seems likewise an opportunity to slightly probe into the underlying logic.

So for Fu Qian, he hopes more that ”bonds” are indeed inviolable rules.

And if this is the foundation, the reason everyone has no reaction seems to naturally lead to a conjecture—different from loss of reason, mental annihilation, SAN Points is a more purely abstract concept targeting only Administrators.

Even to a certain extent, it can be considered to be born with the connection to this world.

Simply put, Huang Leji’s group didn’t react because they, as natives, fundamentally have no such attribute.

And in currently unknowable ways, SAN Points maintains one’s will to exist in this world, akin to an alternative Blood Bar.

Once it reaches zero, it’s instant death of will effect.

Although this conclusion can only glimpse a slight hint, it is enough to be considered the greatest gain so far.

And that’s not all the gains.

Brother Sanxun, seemingly deeply bound to this place, not only knows precisely about the Blood Bar of SAN Points but also has the most definitive methods to decrease it.

The previous conjecture about the companion seems increasingly confirmed.

And if this conjecture holds, how he became like this undoubtedly deserves exploration next, and is likely to help clarify the essence of laws.

Overall, the logic is quite smooth.

Of course, the conjecture, however fascinating, must withstand verification.

”SAN Points decreased by 1.”

Without disappointing expectations, under the team’s intense stares, even before Fu Qian could further respond to Huang Leji, on the square pillar behind, the Third Follower’s figure appeared again.

And without uttering a word, attacked and then disappeared.

[SAN Points decreased by 5]

Fu Qian still paid no mind, only watching the crowd under the melodious hint.

Including Sha Ming, everyone remained completely unmoved, appearing unaffected.

That’s quite good.

Gaining another supportive experimental conclusion, without warning, Fu Qian’s body turned, facing another wall, meeting Brother Sanxun, who had shifted appearance to that side.

”SAN Points decreased by 1...”

The latter hesitated midway through the attack but still bit the bullet to finish it.

[SAN Points decreased by 1]

And this time, the prompt by Fu Qian’s ear returned to normal.

Hmph, Evil Gods always act to accomplish multiple aims.

That unseen exponent seems to have been found—the attacks from behind become more ferocious.

Facing the figure that didn’t vanish this time instantly, Fu Qian showed a creepy smile.

Brother Sanxun’s skill in disguising is really not impressive.