Eldritch Horror Theatre

His Excellency Logan was a bit too confident in his own strength.

Faced with the demand from the member of the Night Watchers Incident Committee, Fu Qian could only marvel.

He could understand the man's desire to keep him from causing trouble in the shadows, but hadn't Logan considered the possibility that he might just stab him in the back at the scene?

Then again, the Night Watchers truly were powerful. To casually pull in someone who was close to Tier 2 meant it was only natural for their conduct to be domineering.

Yuan Shan looked over with a solemn expression, seemingly worried that Fu Qian would refuse.

She clearly understood Logan's personality well. What he had just said wasn't a suggestion—it was an order.

"Sure."

Under their watchful eyes, Fu Qian suddenly broke into a smile.

Phew.

"Excellent!"

Logan gave Fu Qian a deep look, then turned to Yuan Shan.

"Make the arrangements. We begin the operation on time tonight."

With those instructions given, the short-tempered Quasi-Divine Emissary stood up and left, not even bothering to wait for Yuan Shan.

"I'm sorry."

Yuan Shan looked at Fu Qian, offering a formal apology for the second time.

"I didn't know Logan's intentions beforehand either. He startled me just now, too."

"Plans change."

Fu Qian wasn't particularly bothered.

"Before he arrived, his plan might very well have been to dispose of me if something felt off."

"He probably just didn't expect to be so won over by my performance that he'd entrust me with a heavy responsibility instead."

Hmm...

Yuan Shan didn't know what kind of expression to make.

Getting into a brutal brawl the moment they met truly was an impressive performance!

"Your performance just now... really did exceed my expectations."

Yuan Shan took a breath, finally finding an angle to keep the conversation going.

"Logan is expected to push for Tier 2 within ten years. Even within the Incident Committee, his strength is outstanding. You've only recently advanced to the Demigod Realm, haven't you? To be able to briefly match him head-on is simply unimaginable!"

Ten years? And judging from Yuan Shan's tone, was that actually considered fast?

Fu Qian frowned.

"Does advancing to Divine Emissary also require a ritual? Also, how old is he?"

"Of course. After reaching the Demigod Realm, every single step forward is a complex and arduous process,"

Yuan Shan said with a sigh.

"The only upside is that the later rituals start to follow traceable patterns, unlike the elusive step to become a demigod."

"You didn't even know this... I truly have no idea how you attained your current strength."

"As for his age, I can only tell you that appearances are completely unreliable.

"When I first met Logan, he already looked exactly as he does now. After all these years, he hasn't changed in the slightest."

"You seem to have accidentally revealed something there."

Fu Qian's reaction caught Yuan Shan completely off guard.

"Exactly how many years has it been?"

...

"What do you think about tonight's operation?"

Faced with this unpleasant question, Yuan Shan once again opted to forcefully derail the conversation, shifting the topic entirely.

"How should I put it..."

Fu Qian took a moment to organize his words.

"To put it in one sentence: I plan to stand a bit farther away—so I don't get blood splattered on my face."

"You really have that little faith in it?"

This time, Yuan Shan was genuinely shocked.

In her eyes, the man before her was an extremely reckless fellow who didn't know the meaning of fear.

She hadn't expected him to be so pessimistic about tonight's operation, even after Logan had brought out an item specifically meant to counter their target.

"When Wen Li came to you about the issue with Ariel, did you ever wonder why he was so unusual?

"He looks completely normal, yet he lacks the 'emotional noise' of an ordinary person.

"I don't possess the ability to perceive emotions myself, so the concept of emotional noise doesn't really resonate with me."

Surprised that Fu Qian was focusing on this, Yuan Shan stayed silent for a moment before answering slowly.

"I did try consulting others about it, but I didn't get any meaningful answers. Almost no one thinks it's abnormal, especially when it involves a transcendent capable of manipulating minds."

"The devil is often in the details."

Fu Qian wasn't surprised by Yuan Shan's answer.

"Although we've only met once, I can't shake the feeling that our friend Ariel isn't like us.

"Unfortunately, I still can't pinpoint exactly what that difference is.

"If it were me, I'd choose to observe a bit longer before taking action. After all, no matter how strong the other party is, he wouldn't be stupid enough to directly declare war on the Night Watchers."

"I thought the same... It's just a pity that Logan has always had a fiery temper. I can't persuade him otherwise."

Yuan Shan shook her head, looking helpless.

"I can see that. The committee member is undoubtedly a man of swift and resolute action. I just wonder if he'll end up paying the price for his decisiveness this time."

Fu Qian didn't elaborate further.

"I'll go back and make the arrangements first."

Yuan Shan gritted her teeth.

"No matter what, it's always good to be a little more prepared.

"Come straight to the Base later, and we'll head out together."

"No problem!"

...

Watching Yuan Shan leave in a hurry, Fu Qian still didn't get up from his seat. Instead, he took off the mask on his face.

The next moment, he appeared in the long-unseen Warehouse. And sure enough, no new leaks had appeared today.

In the dim light, Fu Qian walked over to the long table and picked up a White Bone Whistle.

He only had one life in this world, so making every possible preparation was exactly what he ought to do.

After putting the Insect Whistle away, Fu Qian's gaze fell on the Hexagonal Iron Cage resting nearby.

The mask Logan had brought out earlier was quite interesting, but theoretically speaking, this item was undoubtedly more effective.

As an item that could also isolate mental influences, the negative side effects of the Sweet Dream Head Cage were practically negligible compared to that mask.

He grabbed the Head Cage and toyed with it for a moment, but ultimately chose to set it back down.

He wouldn't mind lending it out, but that suspicious Committee Member Logan most likely wouldn't wear it.

And if he gave it to Yuan Shan, it would very likely send her straight to her death.

It wouldn't be too far-fetched for someone who could have just stood by and watched to suddenly charge forward because they had some gear, only to end up splattering their own blood everywhere instead of just getting splashed on.

As for himself, Fu Qian didn't plan on using it either.

Considering Ariel's peculiarities, he didn't want to miss a single detail in tonight's conflict.

After making some preparations in the Warehouse, Fu Qian put the Emissary Mask back on. The next moment, he appeared on the Bookstore Second Floor.

Compared to the Imprint on his wrist, the mask had this one flaw.

No matter where he was when he left, he would always appear in the exact same location when he returned.

This was also why Fu Qian had to prepare in advance.

Theoretically speaking, time in this world paused for him whenever he entered the Warehouse.

But if a fight really broke out and he only came back for his things then, he probably wouldn't make it to the battlefield in time.

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