Facing an Ancient God for a Year-Chapter 372 - : Prosthetic Eye (Five) - 1

Chapter 372: Chapter 372: Prosthetic Eye (Five) – 1

“Certainly… Yes.”

The middle-aged man clearly didn’t understand why Fu Qian insisted on this point, but with his life at stake, the company name really wasn’t an issue of principle.

“Very well, then take this first.”

Fu Qian let the middle-aged man down and passed the file bag to him again.

“Okay…”

The middle-aged man clearly realized he couldn’t run away and stood there obediently, taking the files from Fu Qian.

[Current mission has been updated: Find and eliminate the Inner Eye.]

Is this really possible?

Indeed, one must fully exert their initiative!

Pleased with the prompt echoing in his mind, Fu Qian expressed great satisfaction.

It’s just that the change in style was somewhat drastic.

Earlier he had been asked to deliver documents, and now he was being asked to become a killer.

However, in seeking out the Inner Eye… to this point, he still wasn’t sure what the term ‘artificial eye’ referred to.

Fu Qian thought for a moment and reached out to shake hands with the middle-aged man in front of him.

“Pleasure doing business.”

…

“Now I have a few questions for you.”

“Please ask them.”

Undoubtedly a man who understood the times, the middle-aged man quickly adapted to the situation upon realizing his life was completely in the hands of the person opposite him.

“What’s your name?”

“Che Shunyong.”

“What’s the situation with them?”

Fu Qian indicated the surroundings.

“They are people who work nearby… After I did some processing on them, I brought them back here.”

Processing…

Fu Qian nodded, appreciating the careful choice of words.

“With that thing from before?”

He was referring to the thin slice that was previously in Che Shunyong’s hand.

“Yes… that’s right.”

Che Shunyong clearly knew what Fu Qian was asking about.

“If I’m not mistaken, you should be able to control their consciousness?”

Fu Qian recalled the receptionist’s behavior when he rang the doorbell.

She was clearly within her role, desperately trying to drive him away.

However, after he entered, she had no reaction.

Considering the behavior of the others, everyone in the room, except for Che Shunyong, appeared to be unconscious puppets.

The reason for maintaining this scene was most likely because of Che Shunyong.

“I can only control a tiny bit, a very small bit.”

Che Shunyong carefully watched Fu Qian, afraid that he would be executed on the spot for being indignant.

“So what do you control them to do here? Surely not to work overtime all night to make you money?”

“That… indeed… it’s not…”

Che Shunyong’s expression became hesitant.

“Then why is it?”

“It’s for… it’s for…”

Che Shunyong stuttered, and before he could finish, his voice abruptly stopped.

The next moment, he looked at the back of his hand in disbelief, his gaze fixated.

A strand of black hair, much thicker than human hair, was drilling out from a pore and rapidly elongating.

And it was not the only one, as the skin writhed, clumps of black hair slowly but firmly began to appear all over the body.

“It’s really… really happening!”

The changes occurring in his body were obviously exciting Che Shunyong, as his gaze towards Fu Qian turned 180 degrees, suddenly becoming savage and ferocious.

“I did all this so that at this moment, I could crush you.”

Che Shunyong’s voice became deep and hoarse, his stare at Fu Qian filled with threat.

In just a few seconds, his body had swollen to nearly double its size; surrounded by the dense black hair covering his body, he seemed even more oppressive.

However, despite this highly impactful scene, the group of workers around them stood motionless, offering no response at all.

“I don’t know what you’re basing your judgment on, but I’m pretty sure it’s not enough right now.”

Fu Qian stood motionless, quietly watching the man transform while commenting.

“I can feel it, the power is still growing…”

Che Shunyong’s words gradually turned into some kind of roar, becoming unrecognizable.

His entire head, with the mouth at the center, ripped open, expanding into a wide, elongated snout, revealing rows of sharp fangs as it opened and closed.

Interesting, I seem to have witnessed an ordinary person acquiring Transcendent power.

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If Che Shunyong did all that for this moment, those actions just now could easily provoke a range of rich associations.

This office operating at midnight, was he conducting a ritual as an ordinary person?

And it actually seemed to work.

This truly defied all common sense.

After all, rituals are exceedingly secretive and complex even for the Transcendents, and hard to come by.

Yet, what countless Transcendents seek tirelessly has easily appeared in an ordinary person.

Of course, this ritual clearly had significant side effects, essentially mutating into an animal with Transcendent power.

Roar!

As Fu Qian contemplated this, Che Shunyong, who was capable of nothing but roaring, had already transformed into a nearly three-meter-tall beast and let out another enraged roar, charging forward.

No need to say more, it was definitely the “f*ck you” kind of roar.

Fu Qian, though not understanding the language of beasts, intuitively grasped the fullness of emotion in the roar.

In response, Fu Qian fired an Air Bullet that burst his head.

Even after mutating, he was just at the level of a minor monster; any Academy student could have dealt with you. What are you trying to prove here!

Looking at the headless mutated corpse, Fu Qian sighed.

Such a pity, there were several key questions left unasked.

For instance, where he got the thin slice in his hand from, as well as the origins of this ritual, and so on.

As an ordinary person, these are not things he should have been able to access normally.

It’s a pity that this guy seemed to think that reaching the midnight ritual was equivalent to success; he mutated into a monster before we had much of a conversation.

Although it’s still uncertain what correlation this scene has with the Inner Eye, given that the first task guided me here, there must be some significance to it.

First of all, it probably wasn’t to let me punish the wicked.

Fu Qian looked at the clock beside him.

The moment Che Shunyong began to change was precisely the stroke of midnight.

And my task was to deliver before midnight, which means it’s entirely possible I could have just dropped off the item and left early, thereby missing this entire transformation scene.

So taking out Che Shunyong was just an option.

As for saving people, Che Shunyong’s method of brainwashing was obviously brutal; these people around him were almost no different from the living dead, making rescue somewhat meaningless.

Come to think of it, the scene in front of me can’t help but remind me of the incident on the bus earlier.

The three who were struck by lightning, their actions were nearly as bizarre, and in the end, Transcendent power also emerged.

The only difference is that unlike those three whose actions were completely reckless, Che Shunyong clearly knew what he was doing, and his actions seemed more feasible.

Therefore, by comparison, he should know more.

The question is, how did he come to know it?

Standing among the unmoving crowd, Fu Qian pondered for a while, and the next moment, his facial features began changing rapidly, soon resembling Che Shunyong’s appearance.