Chapter 697: Chapter 695: The Moment of Tasting (12)_1 Chapter 697: Chapter 695: The Moment of Tasting (12)_1 Fu Qian’s sudden violence undoubtedly caught everyone off guard.

And his target, Brother Gaya, although possibly stronger than Cynthia and the others by a notch, was after all only a Middle Tier player.

Now facing a Demigod’s shameless ambush, his head was instantly skewered into a candied haw.

“What a pity the experiment is very dangerous, and it’s not for everyone to witness the outcome.”

The sharp Air Bullet slowly retracted as Fu Qian drawled.

The time was likely almost up, and he had things to confirm as well.

However, Brother Gaya, with his head pierced through, did not fall immediately.

In the next moment, a pale green radiance, full of the breath of life, exploded around him, rushing madly toward the blood hole in his head.

At the same time, his body retreated at an unbelievable speed, attempting to distance himself from Fu Qian.

Fu Qian wasn’t surprised by this flying corpse tactic.

A man so cherishing of his life, backed by the mammoth organization Yasui Corp, was quite unlikely to have few life-saving artifacts.

Almost simultaneously, Fu Qian stepped forward, following at the same speed.

It was only then that the shocked crowd came to their senses, crying out in alarm as they made moves to intervene.

Unfortunately, Fu Qian had already reached Gaya, and seeing the wound on his head being rapidly filled, he kicked out directly.

Beneath the terrifying force of the kick, although his face was a mess, one could still feel the palpable fear of Brother Gaya.

Considering that all his life-saving artifacts had been triggered just now, the kick was solidly absorbed by his flesh and blood.

This was no longer a matter of injury; it was as though a grenade had been detonated at his waist, and this Middle Tier Transcendent was blown to pieces, his life force rapidly dropping to zero.

Everything happened in the blink of an eye, from Fu Qian’s attack to the target’s assassination–it all took only a few seconds.

However, the mission was still incomplete.

After dodging the belated attempts to stop him, in the next moment, Fu Qian realized a certain sound hadn’t occurred.

So this wasn’t Gaya after all?

Not wasting any time in shock, and looking at the limbs that had just slid off the wall, Fu Qian made no move to desecrate the body.

With another flash of movement, he positioned himself between the fake Gaya and Cynthia, tearing the black handcuffs into fragments, as Air Bullets whistled out.

At such a close range, the two, still somewhat dazed, had no chance of escape; their heads burst open instantly.

As expected, it wasn’t so simple!

Standing amidst a pool of blood, surrounded by the shrill alarm sounds.

Watching those who had finally lost their courage and dared not step forward any longer, Fu Qian also ceased to move.

The stand-in was not the real body; Fu Qian had not originally thought this boring trick was very likely, and now he was completely ruling it out.

And faced with the threat of death, Cynthia and the fake Gaya showed their true strength without any unveiling of disguise or revealing their true identity.

So where exactly was the real Gaya?

“Here, look this way.”

After a brief standoff with the guards, in the next moment, Fu Qian snapped his fingers.

Amidst stares filled with shock and fear, he activated the Decree Residue.

[Containment failed, SAN Points reduced by 1]
[Current SAN Points: 105]
A few seconds later, the failure notification echoed in his ears.

…

Something’s not right!

The scene shifted back to the warehouse where Fu Qian, observing the ephemeral image not far away,
realized there was nothing special; it was indeed the eerie “Dimming Pony.”

Could it be necessary to go down to the very bottom layer and take that thing out too?

A thought flashed through Fu Qian’s mind for a few seconds before he silently shook his head.

The possibility was indeed quite slim.

The warehouse’s mission remained very clear, which was to have him kill Gaya Ulrich.

Therefore, the only explanation was that the person he had killed still wasn’t Gaya Ulrich.

Judging by everyone’s reactions at the scene, it was hard to imagine that the one who appeared later was also a fake.

In Fu Qian’s view, his strategy had obviously been effective this time.

By posing as an extreme case, he directly attracted two Gaya Ulrichs to come to him voluntarily.

Unfortunately, based on the current results, both turned out to be substitutes, and he had yet to meet the real person.

So, theoretically, what he should do next was to go in again and do everything possible to find the real Gaya Ulrich.

Or the simplest and most brutal method, to activate Shura Mode and kill everyone?

After all, the warehouse had transported him to the Underground Research Facility, indicating that Gaya must be nearby.

But there was a problem, from the survival tactics he had demonstrated so far, it was apparent that this Gaya was extremely alert and had numerous protective measures in place.

Once Shura Mode was activated, it was hard to guarantee he wouldn’t escape immediately.

Fu Qian did not believe he had the time to block every exit and then slowly finish off everyone.

So could he only rely on luck and try multiple times to find a successful opportunity?

Fu Qian rubbed his head.

He had never been fond of such a “leave-it-to-heaven” approach to solving problems.

Furthermore, there was another point; he always felt that there was something odd about this mission, as if he had overlooked something.

This was the intuition of a mission operator.

Therefore– for several days, Fu Qian rarely chose the task replay, watching his own experiences in the mission.

Soon, the screen in front of him paused at the moment when he first interacted with Cynthia.

In this entire mission, this was the only part that he found somewhat strange.

Pretending to be possessed by Patch, after some communication with Cynthia, he was ultimately “moved” by her words, began to question his life, and decided to go back down and contact “Dimming Pony” again.

The development was quite natural, and Cynthia obviously did not suspect him at first, even being quite complacent, with an air of having everything under control.

However, just a few seconds later, her attitude had a complete one-hundred-and-eighty-degree turn, where she was extremely certain that he was tricking her and was quite angry about it.

So why?

What happened in those few short seconds that caused such a change in her?

Even from the current playback, Fu Qian did not think there was any problem with his acting that led to any slip-up being spotted.

Within those few seconds, there had to be some kind of signal he hadn’t noticed, one that confirmed for Cynthia she was being played.

In Fu Qian’s view, this was the only possibility.

The question was, what could that signal be?

Fu Qian pondered for a moment, feeling it was worth a thorough investigation.

Besides that, there wasn’t anything special.

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Including the playback all the way to the end, when he activated Decree Residue, the guards’ reactions were normal, and there was no sign of any hidden individuals being aoe’d out.

In the end, one thing was made clear, and that was from his arrival until the “horse” calls stopped, a total of 1 hour and 45 minutes had passed.

This was all the time he had to complete the mission.

Two whole days, huh, couldn’t it be a little earlier? Did it really have to be this heart-racing?

[SAN Points decreased by 1, entering a containment scenario]
[Due to scenario restrictions, you cannot carry any equipment or weapons]
As he complained to the warehouse, Fu Qian touched the Mist Gate once again.