Facing an Ancient God for a Year

Chapter 1768: Chapter 1763: Non-Conditional Reflex

If I’m not quite sure if this will work, if it’s unmanageable, Professor Ah Kai should voluntarily turn himself in to the Academy.

The purpose of scratching the head is naturally to attempt to dispel that ”curse.”

The last time at the Sea of Ashes, the experience of lending a hand to the little mermaid princess Nini Anni proved to be somewhat more effective.

Plus, after the battle of Xi Yuan, with the Return Edict’s rebirth and transformation from the ground up, if it still can’t be targeted, the essence of this curse becomes all the more intriguing.

Of course, what is even more intriguing is what solution the Academy or even the Night Watchman will come up with in such a situation.

”Thanks, I also seem to have felt something; it’s a bit off.”

Although initially surprised, Ah Kai’s insight was undoubtedly adequate, instantly realizing Fu Qian was first addressing his ”little trouble.”

On one hand, amazed by Professor Fu’s methods, handling such increasingly terrifying power so casually.

On the other hand, Ah Kai didn’t avoid his head and cooperated in expressing his feelings, showing great trust.

”But even if you observe with this hypothesis in mind, the extent is still not too exaggerated; more like the feeling that something’s wrong with the brain... Despite the high ranking of this curse, it seems relatively mild?”

While speaking, Ah Kai seemed to think of something, with a slight hesitation in his expression.

”After all, it’s the fear of withering, not sudden death.”

Casually remarked, Fu Qian didn’t deny this feeling of his.

”Do you think that if it’s just a matter of dying a bit faster, there’s no rush to clear it and observe more? I can fulfill this request of yours.”

Moreover, in the next moment, Fu Qian even thoughtfully returned the choice to the patient.

Clearly, he could easily perceive the ray of scientific brilliance embodied in Professor Ah Kai’s slight hesitation.

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”Let’s trouble you first...”

It was apparent that Ah Kai experienced a bit of psychological struggle at that moment.

But after all, loving the academic side, he quickly recalled from the deeds of predecessors the philosophy that only those who survive to the end are masters, ultimately making a more conservative choice compared to the Heaven’s Commencement folks.

”You’re welcome.”

Casually remarked, and almost in the next moment, Fu Qian had already withdrawn his hand.

With the existing core of pseudo-law, the effect indeed differed remarkably.

This curse, though ranked relatively high, was not very deep and had already dissipated during the conversation.

Including both Ah Kai and himself.

Of course, his fingers, such as their flesh and blood, still needed time to recover gradually.

”Thank you so much!”

The patient was evidently shocked by the high efficiency.

So much so that Ah Kai closed his eyes to feel for a while before incredulously expressing his gratitude.

No wonder he is the newly formed demigod of the Academy, joining shortly but already appearing as if a lifetime professor at Heaven’s Commencement.

Such high-level anomalies were resolved with just a flick of the hand.

Merely from this current project, it was completely understandable why Professor Fu was so esteemed at Heaven’s Commencement.

Not only selflessly sharing directly promoted the establishment of the project, but he also discussed the harvest equally without arrogance and even prepared for the potential risks posed by the project, helping to eliminate anomalies as quickly as possible.

Simply gifting a huge boon.

”Let me first remove this thing; any subsequent harvests, I will certainly share with you the first moment I get.”

No unnecessary words, Ah Kai made a serious promise while already stepping forward.

”I’m looking forward to it.”

Watching him pacing around, Fu Qian nodded, but his mind was pondering the extra gains already acquired.

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It was indeed dispersed.

The process was without resistance, and there was no wrath.

The curse on Ah Kai was one thing, while the changes throughout the process itself were being monitored frame by frame by Fu Qian.

From an intuitive feel, it did resemble the Authority of Death as Ah Kai mentioned.

Thus while attempting to comprehend the essence of the miracle just now, Fu Qian was also pondering if it was related to the old acquaintance, Death Overlord, he dealt with before.

As it turned out, the entire process was utterly unresistant, just like when snatching followers and impersonating earlier.

And if this point further suggests that the Superior Being might still be the Death Overlord, then the essence of the miracle becomes all the more thought-provoking.

The true stories of the Divine Beings are also the cheats of the world, this was the consensus reached earlier.

What about its relationship with the story’s subject?

Like a highly simplified ritual aimed at pleasing the Superior Being, thus bestowing grace?

But even disregarding the issue of the complexity, why would a servant of multiple surnames be responded to? Death Overlord struggled to drag Oath Takers, would he really have time for this sort of thing?

If it does not require pleasing the Superior Being, just the correct code automatically activates it, it would indeed align more with Benevolence Institute’s definition of a miracle.

Yet if so, doesn’t that mean the Superior Being’s control over authority is rather poor?

Evidently, not only is the power form and promotion method special, the existence of miracles seems to be an utterly unique concept in the entire Supernatural World.

In fact, when it came to ”the real story,” Fu Qian first thought of the task-related Akons from last time.

And selecting the Abandonment King as the Divine Skin.

These can almost confirm that many Superior Beings are already dead as can be.

In such a situation, forming some reflex arc via the connection between their names and authority doesn’t seem impossible either.

After all, back on Ye Island, the Tomb Guardian Kamakura Family had actually demonstrated a similar case—the Old Day’s Mark of the Mad God.

The final reward description clearly mentioned the ”remains” of this God of the Past, indicating that he was long dead, but could still respond to ritualistic prayers.

Making an analogy, it doesn’t seem impossible as imagined.

Unfortunately, for now, it remains baffling.

Perhaps the miracle is not pointing to the Death Overlord? Or because of the unique authority of the Death God, his death differs from other gods?

Although no definitive conclusion was reached, this project indeed proved very rewarding for me.

”It’s already good.”

While pondering, Professor Ah Kai had already halted, turning his head to seriously instruct.

”It’s best you take a break for a while, writing reports and such.”

For Fu Qian, there was no need for a reminder to know that the Death Seed was already gone.

Summoned at will, dispelled at ease, it must be said it still feels too much like reaping the wool of a deceased Superior Being.

Hard to imagine which Deity could endure this affront.