Eldritch Horror Theatre

The next morning, facing the sunlight streaming into his living room, Fu Qian closely examined the bracelet before him.

Despite her extreme reluctance, Tan Ying had conceded the bet and handed over this unusual bracelet.

Bathed in sunlight, it looked round and flawless, as pristine as solid ice—a perfect match for his current skin tone.

To get his hands on this thing, he had not only lost 180,000 but also expended a use of the Blasphemous Embrace, leaving him still under the effects of the colorless curse.

Fu Qian reached his hand into the light. His entire palm was almost translucent, refracting a bizarre luster.

Yesterday, before Tan Ying could notice anything amiss, he had excused himself and gone home under the guise that it was a bad day for socializing.

As for Tan Ying's questions, he had simply responded with a mysterious smile, leaving her to her own imagination.

After returning, out of caution, he refrained from visiting the Warehouse again before the colorless curse wore off.

Fu Qian hadn't been idle, either. Over these twenty-four hours, he had constantly been reflecting on his recent experiences.

He was clearly affecting this world, especially after advancing to demigod.

As a principled person, Fu Qian had no interest in manipulating others, nor did he intend to harm innocent bystanders. That was exactly why he had spent a hefty sum to buy this item.

This bracelet was clearly a little sinister. Yesterday, he had distinctly felt that Tan Ying's body was in a peculiar state of overexertion.

On one hand, this gave her an excellent complexion and vitality; on the other, if it dragged on for too long, the consequences would likely be dire.

If he was truly the cause of such an imperceptible trap, Fu Qian didn't mind paying a small price to resolve it.

But there was a problem here—what if he wasn't?

Fu Qian didn't recall having any special contact with Tan Ying, not to mention she had only received the bracelet after her birthday.

If it wasn't him, could it have been caused by someone else?

Or perhaps these bizarre items had always existed in the world, and they simply had never been discovered because no one else had become a transcendent like him?

Delving into these possibilities, he found that every single one sparked endless speculation.

He needed to keep an eye out for similar items moving forward.

Of course, he would try his best to avoid buying them when handling these matters.

Looking cool while scaring Tan Ying was one thing, but the damage to his wallet was severe.

Just as he made up his mind, Fu Qian's body warmed up. The duration of the colorless curse had ended.

Without any hesitation, Fu Qian grabbed the bracelet and activated his Imprint.

[Identity verification complete. Today's work has begun.]

[Warning: Leak incident.]

The moment he entered the Warehouse, the familiar voice echoed out.

Fu Qian wasn't surprised by this at all. He casually placed the bracelet on the nearby table.

In the dim light, it radiated a distinct, eerie glow.

Back then, the stone lion had turned to dust the instant it entered the Warehouse. Sure enough, this thing was much stronger.

[Name: Black Sheep, Code: 3-0111]

Before he had time to observe it closely, a new prompt immediately followed.

[Today's work details have been updated: Enter the containment scenario of 3-0111 and complete re-containment.]

[Current SAN Value: 195. Current inspiration: 56.]

[Choose your skills and equipment.]

He could freely choose his skills. Things were finally back to normal this time.

Fu Qian was highly satisfied with the prompts, expertly configuring his skills and items.

He even brought along the Insect Whistle he had obtained last time.

[Entering the 3-0111 containment scenario.]

[...1%...5%...15%...45%...75%...95%...100%, containment scenario loaded.]

[This is a tranquil small town, a paradise on earth.

The sunlight is gentle, and the scenery is enchanting.

As a traveler, you arrive in the evening, planning to spend a leisurely vacation here as scheduled.

But what you don't know is that this place is far more special than you imagine.]

"Baerluk, we've arrived!"

When his senses returned, the first thing Fu Qian heard was someone shouting up ahead, just as his body lurched.

Opening his eyes, he found himself sitting on a bus packed full of passengers. The vehicle hadn't even come to a complete stop yet.

Was this place called Baerluk?

Fu Qian checked himself over, discovering that his Ring and equipment were all present. Meanwhile, his power wasn't restricted in the slightest.

Was this really a vacation trip?

For a moment, Fu Qian indulged in optimistic thoughts.

Not only were his abilities entirely unrestricted, but the item's code even started with a 3.

Could this be special compensation for yesterday's excessively dangerous mission?

As he pondered, Fu Qian picked up the suitcase by his side and stepped off the bus under the gazes of the crowd.

Standing by the road and sizing up his surroundings, he saw that, just like the introduction claimed, there was indeed a picturesque town before him.

Its architectural style was slightly retro, with the exterior walls uniformly painted blue and white. Bathed in the afterglow of the setting sun, it looked crisp and tranquil.

At the same time, Fu Qian noticed that he seemed to be the only person getting off the bus, which promptly drove away right after.

[Current task updated: Enter the town.]

This counted as a task?

Hearing the prompt in his mind, Fu Qian felt a flash of confusion.

They wouldn't go this easy on him, would they?

Just as he was thinking this, Fu Qian caught sight of a burly man in a trench coat out of the corner of his eye.

The man was staring straight at him and quickly began walking over.

"I'm Sheriff Harry."

The newcomer walked right up to him and took the initiative to greet him.

"What is your purpose in coming to Baerluk?"

After introducing himself, Sheriff Harry looked Fu Qian up and down.

Were unfamiliar faces really this unwelcome?

Fu Qian recalled the earlier introduction.

"Vacation."

Although the man in front of him looked as strong as an ox, he was unequivocally a normal human who posed absolutely no threat to him.

"Vacation?"

Sheriff Harry repeated with a frown.

"Sorry, I need to check your ID."

Was it really this strict?

Fu Qian rummaged in his pocket, found a card, and handed it over.

Harry took it, glanced at the information, and scrutinized it twice over before his expression finally softened.

"Don't be nervous, friend. Just confirming you aren't a transcendent."

Returning the card to Fu Qian, the man squeezed out a hint of a smile.

Confirming he wasn't a transcendent?

Fu Qian was genuinely surprised to hear this.

It was his first time hearing of such a custom.

"Transcendents aren't welcome here?"

"Of course not!"

Sheriff Harry looked as though it were only natural.

"Baerluk doesn't welcome supermen. This is a strictly transcendent-free residential zone! Didn't you look this up before coming?"

"I didn't pay much attention."

Fu Qian accepted the ID with a smile, simultaneously doing his best to conceal his aura.

"That's fine. You just need to know that it's very safe here. Enjoy your vacation!"

"Thank you!"

After their brief exchange, Fu Qian picked up his suitcase and walked into Baerluk under Sheriff Harry's watchful gaze.

[Current task updated: Confirm the cause of death of the demigod Helom.]

This...

The task prompt echoing in his ears made Fu Qian wonder if he had misheard.

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