Facing an Ancient God for a Year

Chapter 2684: Chapter 2679: The Wise Do Not Miss Opportunities

In human history, there’s an age-old question: whether or not to pay a price in exchange for resources.

For Fu Qian, this is habitually referred to as the sacrifice flow, such as the classic ”ten billion in exchange for a deadly snail’s pursuit.”

The recent exchange appeared somewhat abrupt at first glance.

Professor Fu merely revealed his true purpose, even making it clear that he was treating people as mere materials, without making any threats, and yet Selana agreed immediately.

But that’s just at first glance. Anyone with a bit of social experience can understand why Selana conceded so quickly.

She previously had no intention of advancing to the Second Phase, which Fu Qian actually believed.

On one hand, she lacked that ambitious drive; on the other, she witnessed firsthand the tragic results of excessive ambition seen in Ember.

But people’s beliefs are influenced by conditions and experiences, essentially the so-called broader environment.

Besides the earlier influences maintaining her unyielding mindset, the broader environment now included a fatal objective condition—

How many people, in the process of advancement, can receive technical support from a professional institution?

On the surface, Professor Fu seemed to be carelessly endangering lives, forcibly advancing high-risk experiments.

But behind the risks lies opportunities, which, for those involved, also represent an unconventional chance.

The person sitting across is far more than just a rising star in the Academy.

Merely the known areas of involvement are terrifying, with implicit interactions with various major organizations.

He possesses considerable understanding of the so-called New Gods of the past.

And it’s far more than mere technical support. Considering his good relations with the Night Watchman and the tacit understanding with Shangjing’s chief, the subsequent advancement process, as long as not excessive, equates to compliance assistance without formalities.

In short, with Professor Fu revealing his true face, plots may shroud everything, but the dynamics have undergone dramatic changes.

Under such circumstances, whether or not the tone is polite, calling it a moment of opportunity knocking is entirely fitting.

”Understood, there’s no need to worry about Yuan Shan.”

Despite Lady Selana not being particularly good-natured, conversing with her is quite reassuring.

Seeing the conversation click instantly, Fu Qian nodded slightly, also confirming there were no issues with compliance.

”Also, take this with you.”

Before Selana could say more, he already had something not very recognizable in his hand, which he tossed over directly.

Yes, it was precisely the Bloodline Clan’s artifact, capable of concealing form, acquired from Tyler not long ago.

When operating at Brother Tyler’s place, there was already an intent to slightly draw Lady Selana in.

With progress so smooth, keeping this item any longer was unnecessary; otherwise, it would needlessly complicate matters.

...

”It really is you...”

Naturally, it was recognizable at a glance, and Selana’s expression turned complex, confirming her inner suspicions.

”Shouldn’t you say fortunately it was me? Otherwise, this thing would be hard to reclaim.”

With an undiminished smile, Fu Qian implied that such matters ought to be joyous.

”You’re not wrong; it was only after returning that I learned about their idiotic plan.”

With a soft sigh, Selana didn’t refute but replaced frustration with helplessness at their folly.

”If the Rebirth Club were that easy to handle, how could they achieve today’s accomplishments?”

Clearly, for her, those calculations full of small cunning severely underestimate that organization lurking in the world’s shadows.

Theoretically, this view isn’t fair because for the left-behind children in Shangjing, there’s no opportunity to see how the Rebirth Club orchestrates events in Moore.

Moreover, there’s an obvious point: the Grand Fate Ming Emperor in Selana’s mind is indeed Professor Fu, but Professor Fu doesn’t have to be the real Ming Emperor.

Even in the most sincere exchanges, misinterpretations are possible.

For instance, with Fu Qian’s candidness, Selana clearly interpreted the previous incident as him impersonating the Grand Fate Ming Emperor.

It might seem nonsensical at first glance, but after the previous exchange, Professor Fu, as a researcher long battling the Rebirth Club, executing such actions seemed quite logical.

And having already become a piece on the chessboard, Gulad indeed didn’t need to meddle further.

”Would this item not have been brought out if I hadn’t come or agreed to the previous suggestion?”

Seeing Professor Fu smile silently, seizing no opportunity for sharp critique, Selana casually weighed the cloak, clearly understanding his plan.

”I generally don’t compel others to advance.”

Validating this thought, Fu Qian remarked that he wasn’t that kind of demon mentor.

”Yet, I think I should still thank you for the opportunity you’ve provided, after all...”

With a soft sigh, Selana insisted on acknowledging this debt.

Regarding the content stopping short, it’s not hard to guess.

The aforementioned allure was analyzed from individual gain’s perspective.

Don’t forget the mentioned shadows everywhere, and the Bloodline Clan long targeted by the Rebirth Club, caught in the maelstrom.

In an increasingly perilous environment, if someone from the family could further advance, it would undeniably be beneficial.

Not dulled by experience, Lady Selana is indeed prudent in securing her position.

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Darkness is growing.

After the Vampire Lady departed, the night deepened further.

Looking at the sky over Shangjing illuminated by lights, Fu Qian could strongly empathize with Lady Selana’s final sentiments.

Such turbulent times, how much longer can this nightly sky remain whole?

In an instant, Fu Qian recalled that thousand-year-old Long Night.

Yet, as student Su Gao said, every living being in this world is still struggling mightily, like the brief encouragement leading Lady Selana to strive, hoping for good news henceforth.

Moreover, the time was almost up.

Stretching lazily, he finally stood, switching the ”open” sign around.

Chief Yuan hadn’t visited yet, indicating the side effects shouldn’t be significant.

Indeed, this Late Night Bookstore deals in more than one person’s business.

The task had already considered: would Wen Li’s burst of euphoria have side effects?

Especially as Chief Yuan just suffered from the Red Moon, his resistance brought more worry.

But since no appearance was made until now, it seemed fitting to use the Arbitrary Gate.

Returning to the counter, Fu Qian did not indulge in post-closure leisure but pressed a finger onto a spike, letting blood flow down.

A phantom doorway abruptly opened, and amid the scene shifts, the seat’s sensation didn’t change.

Indeed, freshly honored with achievements in scientific exploration, Professor Fu was now already within his loyal laboratory.