Chapter 2505: Chapter 2500: Pay-to-Win Player
In the end, I was still too naive.
An efficient and enjoyable exchange almost clarified the situation from many sides, followed by a worry for Lady Selana’s predicament.
Honestly, it wasn’t carelessness; the enemies were just too cunning.
From the perspective of that Half-god of the Blood Clan, nearly the most cautious plan had been chosen, yet unfortunately, it fell into a trap.
Sometimes, life is just this helpless; entering the marketplace and safely leaving is extremely difficult.
Ultimately, it boils down to trusting people too easily.
The moment you accept the guidance of a deceitful person, certain things are destined, like being used as a tool.
In contrast, for the main culprit, the gains were abundant.
This time coming back, the vegetable garden grew exceptionally well.
In the darkness, Fu Qian reminisced about the returns of the journey back.
Found the Greedy Worm, learned about Yasui’s plan, and even came to the place Lord Sorondir had been searching for.
Although the relationship with the Sea of Ashes isn’t evident yet, the nature of the light itself is already quite interesting.
And most importantly, Lady Selana’s paying behavior seems to potentially provide references for the upcoming exploration.
"Didn’t you think about going in to try it out? Guessing is just guessing, and it’s only my statement; even without malice, it may not be the truth."
Dreaming of wonderful prospects, at this moment, the old man beside continued speaking, curious that Fu Qian was so patient.
"Not interested."
Fu Qian shook his head decisively.
The old man’s statement was startlingly honest, even emphasizing that even if it’s not malicious deception, what he knows might not be the truth either.
More so, even if ensnared, the mere remnants of the Superior Being’s power might not cause much trouble.
But probing is impossible; that’s a matter of professionalism.
There might indeed be a way to falsify some of the old man’s claims or gain deeper insights into the Realm of the Dead within a short period.
But compared to this expected gain, many existing resources would be wasted for nothing.
For example, a precious opportunity for comparison, between integrating into this place and not integrating.
Lady Selana has already made a bold move; if I did the same, how could the differences be compared then?
On the other hand, inviting the Abandonment King to embrace death, even the Death Overlord would possibly consider the consequences carefully.
Finally finding traces of company, what if the place couldn’t withstand collapse due to such bold actions?
A true scholar would never actively reduce the options for testing.
"Not bad... so what do you plan to do next?"
The proposal was instantly rejected, leaving the old man silent for a moment before speaking again.
"Of course, continue looking for the Red-eyed Lady."
Fu Qian’s thoughts remained clear, determined to cling to one direction.
"But there shouldn’t be more clues here, where do you plan to find her?"
The old man showed no reservation, unexpectedly focusing on Fu Qian’s specific plan.
"Did you forget where I came from? Just because there are no clues here doesn’t mean there aren’t any among the living; I know a few places she might go to. Anyway, thanks for the answers along the way."
Fu Qian pointed to his head, implying that he had his own brilliant plans, while also making sure to seriously express thanks.
"No need to be polite, just curious about your actions."
The old man’s tone remained calm, indicating the direction they had come from.
"Rarely do I see someone enjoying the storm so much."
...
So these holes, should they be understood as Lady Selana realizing in the end that she was bleeding heavily, and angrily dashing through them?
The reason given by the old man was somewhat abstract, but Fu Qian didn’t say much, directly bidding farewell to this guide and leaving.
Upon returning by the same path to the entrance, facing the scarred door, it indeed gave a special impression.
If a series of guesses were true, it was entirely imaginable how cautious Lady Selana would have felt when the fire ignited upon her.
Of course, as a Half-god with rich survival experience, Lady Selana must be well aware of the importance of remaining rational in such a situation, unlikely to be overwhelmed by her emotions.
The main reason for such actions should be to save time, to rush out without even opening the door.
As for why, after already going in once, the door was still closed?
Actually, it’s not strange; following the cautious behavior along the way, it’s fully imaginable how cautious Selana was when entering this place.
To avoid being discovered, might she have used her ability to blend into the shadows and sneak in without opening the door?
Of course, the more she did this, the more one could imagine the frustration after being led into spending.
As for where to go after rushing out?
This seemingly open-ended question wasn’t lied about when answering the old man.
Firstly, facing such a change, Selana’s possible responses are almost only two.
One is decisively conservative treatment, striving to get out of here.
The other is sacrificing concealment for efficiency, taking advantage of the suddenly shortened window period to explore as much information as possible.
Undoubtedly the second choice; even if those Fire Bats weren’t encountered earlier, Fu Qian would also choose this.
Same as before, Lady Selana’s style is just too predictable.
So the next question is quite simple, where will she go to improve efficiency?
Going to the dock to try finding the person who tricked her seems to be expected?
Can also confirm if Sorondir had found his way here.
Given the situation, Selana should easily realize that this is the target of that Demigod Siren.
Wholeheartedly trying to find this place, Sorondir should not only help confirm what’s going on, but the probability of mastering an escape method should also be significant.
Anyway, as long as it’s not a wasted trip, this move is definitely worthwhile—really doesn’t seem like it was in vain.
...
The storm showed no sign of stopping, and no guide like the old man was encountered again along the way.
Luckily, for Fu Qian, the urban planning of this part was already very familiar.
Moving efficiently through the rain curtain, soon ahead there were even wilder winds and waves, and as a lightning bolt tore the night sky apart, a familiar ship could be seen clearly on the sea.
Above it was an even more familiar trident emblem, just covered in rust.
Heaven shows favor to those who strive, can Lord Sorondir fulfill his wish this time?
The entire ship seemed obviously out of control, making no struggle against the crashing waves, at any moment possibly being swept into the sea, yet his figure was nowhere in sight.
"Don’t move."
But all of this wasn’t an issue, since the main point of coming here wasn’t to find him, but to look for his people.
With a cold yet familiar warning, Fu Qian turned his head, his gaze landing on a figure exuding the air of pay-to-win elements.
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