Facing an Ancient God for a Year

Chapter 2611: Chapter 2606: Slow Living

Not bad, it’s progressing ideally.

Faced with the reaction of the Red Moon, Fu Qian felt very gratified at that moment.

It wasn’t just a casual conversation, the core was the final phrase, ”not thinking straight.”

Fu Qian had never forgotten that what he was doing was persuading the Red Moon to go back.

And one must be mindful of the manner and method of communication.

The current state of the Red Moon is clearly somewhat single-minded.

A person has come directly to the scene, and if you tell him to leave, it’s unlikely to be effective.

At this time, the first step is to provide a targeted remedy, for example, identifying the reason for his presence.

In Fu Qian’s view, the direct trigger might be the Prism of Radiant Transformation, but it may not be without his own factors.

Previously, he could occasionally visit the Half-step Moon for a heart-to-heart, discussing recent work troubles.

However, since the Mechanical Ascension, everything about him had changed, and returning ”home” was entirely out of the question.

At the same time, getting into trouble repeatedly outside, it’s only natural for the Red Moon to be anxious and arrive personally.

So what Fu Qian did just now was to explain his current trouble in as natural a way as possible.

It’s just temporary brain fog; it’s not that I don’t want to go back. The Half-step Moon is always my home.

As everyone knows, once the issue of attitude is resolved, everything else becomes easier.

The stance of the Red Moon visibly softened. Normally, with a little guidance, the next step might be to consider subtly sending him back home—

However, this beautiful vision lasted only the time of a single breath. As Fu Qian spoke and walked to the window, his gaze fell on a figure at the corner of the street outside.

With a slender figure, delicate face, and fashionable attire... who else could it be but the professional absentee, Yuan Shan?

...

Life does have its share of fate.

With your diligence, how come you found your way here at this time?

Of course, Fu Qian knew Yuan Shan wasn’t just passing by, and expressed genuine sighs over the unpredictability of fate.

Logically, the probability of this happening is quite small.

Although she had left a message for herself earlier, it was analyzed at the time that Yuan Shan probably had some interesting thing she thought Fu Qian should know, but the matter itself wasn’t urgent.

Even having left a message, Yuan Shan should have been even less likely to appear here, yet she bumped into him at this exact moment.

Is there a big event happening? Or is there some sensitive move on the Night Watchman’s side?

Imagining the reasons naturally, Fu Qian did not try to stop Yuan Shan from coming to the bookstore to get enlightened.

It was already too late; despite the Red Moon’s poor mental state, his perception was sharp.

Almost at the same time, the face of satisfaction withdrew, and his stance became complex again.

Clearly, the previous concern was not unfounded. As a doppelgänger, Yuan Shan could indeed influence the Red Moon’s mental state to some extent.

It makes logical sense; perhaps to a normal Superior Being, it was just a randomly picked face, but don’t forget the one-track mind of the Red Moon. You never know if the reaction might be—who are you, and why do you look like me?

Given the circumstances, any intense actions are obviously inappropriate, requiring careful handling.

Only in a thriving place like Shangjing could this kind of super excitement happen right at the beginning of the laid-back life after the civil service exam.

In this quiet yet intense atmosphere, the Red Moon even stood up and walked to the window, watching outside together with Fu Qian.

...

That day, the young Demigod didn’t know what kind of fate he was stepping into.

Though they each had their flaws, they were undisputed Great Powers.

With this collective, high-level gaze on the past, Fu Qian believed that even if the Prism of Radiant Transformation showed up in person, he would feel some pressure—but Chief Yuan did not.

She even appeared to be in a good mood; though she wasn’t carrying a shopping bag, she didn’t look like she’d come from the office.

With a plain face, without any office aura.

Her light steps unmistakably aimed this way, more like visiting an old friend, with the intention of having a few cups of tea.

Hmm...

But despite being a Demigod, and even with Chief Yuan being used to others’ gazes, she’s still highly sensitive to being watched.

Just as her steps neared the bench Su Gao once sat on, she seemed to sense something and actually looked up.

The Red Moon, naturally, had no intention to evade, and for a moment, their gazes met, eyes locking.

...

It’s said that when life is excessively wonderful, one might experience a moment of disorientation, suspecting the reality of the world.

Although this saying is quite different from the actual situation, Fu Qian believed that at that moment, Chief Yuan might have experienced a similar subtle sensation.

The specific manifestation was her step suddenly halting, her gaze quickly turning distant.

But after all, having held a high position for years, she only paused for a single breath before continuing forward, her destination unchanged.

Yes, for the Red Moon, who was looking through the window, he soon seemed as if he had never appeared in her sight.

Along with himself, standing nearby, was also being ignored.

Such behavior, showing no regard for superior beings, epitomized the pride of the Night Watchman.

Therefore, standing at the door, there was no hurried gesture to disturb, demonstrating utmost politeness and refinement.

”Welcome.”

As a governed citizen, how could one not appreciate such behavior from a high-ranking official?

Soon, Fu Qian went straight downstairs, leaving the Red Moon there, and opened the door with a greeting.

As for why the latter had no objections—

”Why is it like this...”

Confronted by Fu Qian’s proactive meeting, the person hadn’t rushed to enter, instead, their gaze glued to him, speaking first.

Yuan Shan’s face, Yuan Shan’s voice, yet the Red Moon’s tone.

...

The Ruyue illness seemed to be spreading.

The picture suddenly became abstract, but for Fu Qian, comprehension was never an issue.

Having already sensed it, he sighed deeply in his heart at that moment.

What is the might of the Divine Beings? It can be said to be showcased without a trace at this moment.

I had thought about earlier what the scene would be if the Red Moon targeted Yuan Shan.

Now it seems that even a single thought leaves the latter defenseless.

Upon realizing that the face of the other resembles his own, the Red Moon manifested some confusion.

Thus, the victim was consequently victimized again, even one’s self-will was somewhat suppressed, directly voicing Red Moon’s feelings.

It’s noteworthy that in memory, the Red Moon wasn’t too good at this type of thing.

Of course, Fu Qian didn’t think Chief Yuan would be straightforwardly possessed and utterly defenseless. There should be opportunities to resist later; now it might just be a subtle fusion state.

The problem is, the Red Moon’s current mental state is far from healthy and some overreactions could unintentionally occur.

If any mistakes happen in between, Old Master Henry’s beloved disciple might be ruined.

”Come in and say what you have to, the store is in normal operation.”

Imagining that terrible scene, Fu Qian smiled and made a gesture of invitation.