Facing an Ancient God for a Year

Chapter 2488: Chapter 2483: The Vegetable Patch Is Calling

Is it too much like destiny?

Everything is predetermined, the fallen angel is oneself, and today this destiny has aligned in an alternative way, the puzzle across time and space finally complete...

It indeed has a bit of a legendary taste.

Additionally, it’s definitely not nonsense; in Fu Qian’s opinion, directly activating the Brilliant Tyrant and stirring the seawater is not such a bad idea.

Even this violent strategy was originally one of the plans for the journey.

The things witnessed near the fall point just added an extra layer of mystery to this approach.

The Sea of Ashes, as a recognized symbol of chaos, has the greatest advantage of being easier to locate than the Abyss. Fu Qian has long been curious about what might happen when activating some of his auras here.

Especially now that the aura is the revamped version, supported by his own Pseudo-Law Core, the effects can certainly be anticipated—swoosh!

Relieved from the Thinker state, Fu Qian stood up and drew his foot from the seawater.

Having not activated any aura including the Brilliant Tyrant, the next moment he was already following the guidance of the stars, heading off in a certain direction.

Indeed, Fu Qian ultimately did not implement the backup plan, but retraced his steps, heading straight to the nearest port, Moore.

Not out of any aversion to destiny or deliberately trying to act contrary.

For Fu Qian, such mental fixation would only impair judgment in actions.

The reason for acting this way now is purely for maximizing benefit.

In situations where there’s no clear starting point, indiscriminate extreme pressure, risking the destruction of some details to expose weak points, is actually quite a reasonable idea; but don’t forget Moore’s vegetable patch is still waiting for him.

The situation is actually far from being at a genuine impasse.

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The peculiarities encountered during this expedition are not limited to the destination side.

All sorts of oddities had already appeared early on the way over.

Although Moore’s side seems still centered around the conflict between Siren and Yasui.

Including Sorondir in the open, whose range of activities is still far away from here, it’s hard to say if it has anything to do with the Sea of Ashes—yet Moore itself is already entangled with the Sea of Ashes.

There’s a reason to focus on the struggles over there.

Not to mention the concept of ”the city closest to the Sea of Ashes”, there’s even a more concrete point: if the Academy’s exploration team came for an expedition on the Sea of Ashes, would their first stop have been Moore?

Including whether it is possible there are traces left over there after the incident?

Because of the confidentiality of their actions, these details are evidently unknowable, but just from the activity routing map given by Cass, it can be seen that he clearly harbors similar suspicions, having visited Moore more than once.

Even though nothing was gained, the perspective is similar.

Just because of these, the whole Moore is worth extracting some operations, to see if there’s any special taste.

Not to mention, with the help of Engraving Wisdom, this outing has already been quite fruitful.

Besides the things witnessed inside, even the contrast with the outside which has nothing is also a reference.

If there clearly exists such a thing as ”fall point” yet after circling around there’s nothing seen, does it indicate it has been deliberately hidden?

This is equally a deeply chilling possibility.

In view of this, Fu Qian did not rush to flip the table.

An efficient but mundane strategy, easily spoiled or boiled and also easily anticipated and exploited by others.

...

It’s like being in another world.

Neither eager to return nor lingering around, the return journey was as smooth as the way there.

Even to avoid inhumane extraction, the mount was changed thrice.

When finally breaking through the waves on the back of a whale and seeing Moore from afar, Fu Qian found the storm-battered harbor had changed its style.

The traces of the storm were not left at all; under the clear sky, Moore displayed a gentle and warm demeanor along with an unwiped wet scent, holding a unique charm.

As expected, Sirondir’s vehicle only travels in bad weather, with no trace of it seen along the way.

Meanwhile, more ships could be seen setting sail from the harbor, facing the afternoon sun.

For a moment, it gave almost a sense of history-filled Moore like an old turtle lazily basking its shell after a battering storm.

Heading in the direction where its body stretched, Fu Qian disembarked and proceeded against the flow without stopping, until reaching a certain ”groove” within the turtle shell, where he sat down to enjoy the afternoon.

Calling it ”groove” is warranted; it is a narrow alley not particularly wide, but not only many buildings are quite historical, the style still reflects the cultural diversity of a harbor city.

Including Fu Qian’s current look as well.

For someone who doesn’t usually care much about apparel, getting off the rife with leather, the clothes bought along the way reflect no attention to style matching.

So much so that when he sat down ready to drink something, he appeared somewhat colorful, with a bald head adorned with a flamboyant wig.

Fortunately, the city’s inclusivity was evident; he wasn’t denied service.

”What would you like to drink?”

Even though for some seniors, it’s a bit unbearable.

After managing her expressions twice, an elderly lady at the counter finally spoke.

”Hmm... Pomegranate juice?”

Fu Qian glanced at the sign and quickly made a decision.

...

No difficulty choosing, nor did he order anything odd.

Clearly, Fu Qian’s choice eased the elderly woman’s mood.

And although the price was slightly exaggerated, the taste was indeed good.

Sweet and sour in balance, deep red and bright, the old lady even accompanied it with a homemade sausage.

When Fu Qian stuffed them both into his mouth, it was a kind of elegant taste like human blood.

Hmm...

Under the Transcendent’s expressive force, it seemed the old lady sensed this; her expression was almost dazed, seemingly not expecting her work to be interpreted like this.

...

Interesting.

Though Lady Selana is indeed older, she’s certainly not expected to be this dull.

Faced with such a situation, Fu Qian was inwardly amazed.

There’s definitely a reason for adopting this style.

He’s fairly confident Lady Selana likely interrogates around here.

Yet not only is the path back unimpeded, even wandering around here until now, there’s unexpectedly been no occurrence.

Even after specifically ordering a drink that gives a unique impression to the Bloodline Clan.

Sure enough, not disappointing his expectations, Lady Selana seems rather busy.

Though Moore looks sunny and calm, the undercurrent might already be more turbulent.