Facing an Ancient God for a Year-Chapter 450 - Wasteland Arc (12)_1

Chapter 450 -450 Wasteland Arc (12)_1

Chapter 450 -450 Wasteland Arc (12)_1

“What did you say?”

Before Fu Qian’s words had finished, everyone in the room had their eyes widened in shock.

How did it come to involve the Ji Family again?

And considering how secretive the Siren’s operations were, how did they know these details?

A group of people’s logical thinking was clearly challenged.

“Why would someone from the Ji Family tell you this?”

Old Master Tieer did not seem to particularly question Fu Qian’s words, but he was obviously puzzled.

“I happened to run into Ji Yicheng recently and had a casual chat with him,”

Fu Qian said offhandedly.

“He said he saw that I had an astonishing bone structure and excellent potential and hoped that I would join the Ji Family in their quest for greatness.”

“Ji Yicheng personally recruited you?”

Nora frowned deeply.

“That’s an important figure in the Ji Family in the wasteland.”

“Though not the very top in strength, he’s basically in charge of various affairs, a quite formidable character.”

As she spoke, something dawned on her and she suddenly looked up at Fu Qian intently.

“Are you here representing the Ji Family today?”

What!

The others were startled upon hearing this, then came to understand the implications of Nora’s words.

“Sorry, but we have no interest in joining any side,”

someone said sternly right away.

“Is that so, not considering it more?”

Fu Qian’s face broke into a smile amidst the group’s intense reactions.

“It’s not the old era anymore. In a place like the wasteland, you must know the value of having the support of a major organization, without me saying it.”

He directly quoted Ji Yicheng’s words.

“We understand that, whether it’s Siren or the Ji Family, their organizational nature and efficiency are way beyond ours, but sadly, we’re accustomed to being idle and might find it hard to adapt,”

Tieer said, his face expressionless and his tone cold.

“If this is the purpose of Mr. Fu’s visit today, then you probably aren’t interested in the rest of our discussion either.”

This was a direct dismissal!

“Understood.”

Facing a circle of unkind gazes, Fu Qian’s smile did not diminish.

“That’s what I said at the time.”

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“You refused Ji Yicheng?”

Taken aback for a moment, someone quickly caught on.

“Yes!”

Fu Qian held up the card given by Tieer and waved it.

“I told him that I had already accepted Old Master Tieer’s invitation.”

…

The group fell silent, slowly turning their heads to look at Tieer.

“It’s fine.”

He was momentarily stunned but then laughed heartily, seeming to be under no pressure.

“They weren’t too fond of me to begin with.”

“So, Ji Yicheng mentioned this to show his sincerity?”

Then he quickly thought of another aspect.

“That doesn’t seem right either; this is all information you knew.”

The next moment, his eyes lit up.

“Was he threatening you?”

“Maybe.”

Fu Qian waved his hand nonchalantly, watching the myriad of thoughtful expressions around him, very satisfied in his heart.

Let the storm come more violent!

Though the strategy was to experience the local customs and observe quietly, he had no interest in truly teaming up with these people to roam the wilderness.

With the current situation, where Siren is eager to control everything and the Ji Family is watching covetously, it wouldn’t hurt to accelerate things for both, heating up the whole wasteland thoroughly.

“It seems we underestimated the situation before. This isn’t just a secret exploration; it even involves the struggle between two groups.”

Nora was the first to speak up again, her tone revealing a slight fear for her earlier actions.

If they were carelessly entangled in a confrontation between two giants, they might die without even knowing how.

“To be honest, even though we had Tieer’s recommendation, we don’t know you well, and it’s hard for us to judge the truth of your words.”

At this time, someone else slowly spoke up.

“How do we know that Ji Yicheng’s matter isn’t something you concocted, as an excuse to leak information?”

“Is that so?”

Fu Qian looked at the nearly youngest brother in the gathering, smiling without a word.

“Idiot!”

Nora snorted from the side.

“Let’s not talk about why he would do such a thing.”

“Even you wouldn’t believe that theory. As long as the news earlier is true, he becomes Siren Group’s primary suspect, and it would be useless even if Ji Yicheng himself came forward.”

“Thank you for your intelligence, would you like us to keep it confidential within a small circle?”

The young brother, chastised by Nora, didn’t dare to utter a sound, as Tieer asked from the side.

“No need, do as you please,”

Fu Qian waved his hand.

“Not only do I adhere to principles, I also enjoy sharing.”

“Okay.”

Tieer looked deeply at Fu Qian, not saying much more.

“If there is nothing else, shall we continue?”

“Wait a moment, I have one more thing.”

One more?

The others, collecting their emotions, uncontrollably focused their gaze on Fu Qian once again.

They saw him nonchalantly take out another item and toss it on the table.

It was a light and delicate hand crossbow, another of Fu Qian’s gains.

Although this weapon was quite powerful, its function somewhat overlapped with that of a handgun, and he was not currently interested in wielding both.

“What do you intend to exchange for it?”

Unexpectedly, this time it was Lady Number Two who spoke first.

So eager? Could she be the one who was robbed?

Fu Qian glanced at her, dismissing the thought.

Her abilities shouldn’t make her too fearful of those three individuals.

“Bullets, as many as possible, ones that can fit in here,”

Fu Qian indicated his gun.

Bullets…

Lady Number Two glanced at the items she brought, finally setting her eyes on someone next to her.

“I don’t have that many.”

The person she was staring at was straightforward, quickly bending over to pick up a wooden box from the ground, placing it on the table and opening it.

“Among us, few use this, so I rarely make them.”

It seemed this person was a craftsman of sorts.

Fu Qian nodded, observing the box the other party opened.

Inside were neatly arranged rows of bullets, forty rounds in total.

Two rows were silver-white, one was dark, the same as those loaded in his gun.

The remaining three bullets were a bit special, their tips didn’t even look like metal, possessing a texture akin to dead wood, covered with vein-like patterns.

“These three are made of a rather special material,”

Seeing Fu Qian’s curiosity, the craftsman helpfully explained.

“Fundamentally, they won’t damage flesh, but instead have a strong revitalizing effect.”

“Once entered into an organism, they rapidly integrate with the flesh and blood, highly activating the local tissues, leading to unpredictable effects.”

“For instance?”

“For instance, the shot area might sprout an ear, or potentially form a mindless living fetus.”

Shoot someone and they get pregnant? Interesting.

Fu Qian stroked his chin.

“Deal.”

Imagination is important; maybe the value isn’t quite equal, but the subject matter is worth quite a bit.

Lady Number Two was initially tense, but seeing Fu Qian’s straightforward decision, she relaxed a bit.

Just about to thank him, a knocking sound suddenly came from behind.

All eyes swiftly turned, as Tieer frowned slightly, getting up and pushing open a section of the wall.

It appeared there was a hidden door here, perhaps where this group had entered from.

Fu Qian nodded.

But the next moment, as the Dark Gate opened, a bearded, burly man entered with a grave expression.

“Big trouble, someone from Siren has been assassinated.”