Facing an Ancient God for a Year-Chapter 499 - Furnace (Part 4)_1
Chapter 499 -499: Furnace (Part 4)_1
Chapter 499 -499: Furnace (Part 4)_1
“I just think that sometimes we could misread the hints,”
Fu Qian explained casually, facing Medea’s gaze that seemed to doubt his intelligence.
“That excuse doesn’t seem clever at all.”
Unexpectedly, after the initial shock, Medea quickly adjusted her mood and smiled at Fu Qian.
“I know you don’t want your teacher to be upset.”
“Don’t worry, I’m not that fragile.”
“Speaking of which, have you looked through everything in the file bag?”
“Yes.”
Fu Qian did not deny it.
“You must be the first person to have seen those things.”
Medea examined Fu Qian’s photo in her hand, which by now had completely taken shape.
Fu Qian glanced at it as well.
Indeed, his high school student image didn’t feel out of place at all.
“I know you might find it hard to understand, and it may seem rather immoral, but those are indeed cherished happy memories for me.”
“It’s okay, those who know me always think I’m immune to morality.”
Fu Qian indicated that there was no need for her to be overly sensitive and admitted without any guilt that he was morally corrupt.
“Really?”
Medea appeared overjoyed upon hearing this.
“Then you wouldn’t mind if I kept your photo?”
“I don’t mind.”
“That’s great!”
While speaking, Medea stared at Fu Qian for a moment, then revealed a chilling smile.
“You can go back now. Actually… I really want to eat you up right now.”
“I appreciate your kind words.”
Fu Qian responded politely, bidding farewell to the beautiful teacher without a change in his composure.
Even after the door had closed behind him, Fu Qian could still feel her gaze following him.
…
So, the people of this world consider these rule-based hints to be a part of the world’s rules.
Each and every one!
They follow these extremely strict judgments and never doubt them.
In a sense, such a world is quite interesting.
Having something that can be called “absolute,” life in such a world must offer a unique spiritual experience.
Of course, for me, it’s even more unusual because these will all be tools for slicing away at SAN Points.
Outside Medea’s office was a corridor that appeared quite neat.
However, from the already yellowing ceiling, it was possible to tell the building was quite old.
And walking outside, one could see that the school wasn’t very large, and the facilities could only be considered average at best.
Perhaps because everyone was in class, there were hardly any people around on the way out.
In fact, Fu Qian wasn’t particularly concerned about this; his current mission was to get back home.
Although there seemed to be plenty of time before sunset, he had to consider some unpredictable obstacles.
The reason he had told Medea he wasn’t feeling well was that he hoped she could help him get a leave slip.
It would be ideal if she could just send him straight home, especially since he didn’t even know his own home address.
Unfortunately, she was too full of herself, completely misunderstood his intention, and thought he was trying to invite her to his house in that manner.
Now he had to figure out a way on his own.
Fortunately, judging from the size of the school, this place shouldn’t be too big, and there were many ways to find the way back home.
Just as he was considering whether to exit through the front gate or scale the wall and have his moment as a delinquent, Fu Qian suddenly noticed a whooshing sound by his ear.
With a tilt of his head, a basketball flew past, barely missing his scalp.
It was aimed directly at his head!
With this familiar scenario, was he going to become the victim of school bullying too?
Fu Qian frowned and looked over, only to realize his initial thoughts were too naive.
There was Daniel, who had fled earlier, along with two others, making an entrance with the typical posture of schoolyard bullies.
The one closest to him was a brother who was a head shorter but seemed to weigh about the same, and judging by the hand movements, he was the one who had thrown the ball.
It must be said, with his blond hair and blue eyes, compared to the flunkeys beside him, Daniel indeed stood out; he could easily be a campus celebrity.
“I must be seeing things, is the high-achiever planning to skip class?”
Daniel’s face showed no sign of the previous panic as he spoke with an exaggerated tone.
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“That act just now was very dangerous.”
Knowing full well what the other was here for, Fu Qian had no interest in responding to his provocation and instead emphasized seriously.
Normally, a young man under twenty wouldn’t be seriously hurt by a basketball.
But that’s under normal circumstances, what if in this setup getting hit by the ball caused a mandatory loss of SAN Points? Then he’d be at a severe loss!
“Dangerous?”
Daniel seemed completely taken aback by Fu Qian’s response and after a pause, his expression quickly darkened.
“You seem to have no idea what real danger is,”
he said in a low voice.
“You think… you suddenly have the right to talk to me like this?”
At his signal, the two sidekicks quickly walked forward, blocking Fu Qian’s path.
“Unfortunately for you, your rare act of rebellion will be corrected by me. You’d best come with me now.”
“Of course, you’re also free to try refusing, as long as you can bear the consequences,”
he said with a heavy threat in his tone.
“No problem.”
Fu Qian glanced at the two surrounding him and readily agreed to the coercion.
In reality, even though he was an ordinary person now, with his extensive combat experience, it wouldn’t be hard to knock down or even kill these three.
But considering this was a school, the consequences of such a bloodbath were hard to predict.
You have to remember that the trouble currently blocking his way home was actually a butterfly effect caused by failing the first task.
If he were to get caught for fighting, his subsequent plans wouldn’t be in his own hands.
In contrast, finding a private place to have a proper exchange and gather some information seemed like the better choice.
However, Fu Qian’s overly cooperative behavior was undoubtedly perceived as a show of bluster hiding cowardice by Daniel and his henchmen.
For a moment, all three of them smiled contently, clearly enjoying the sensation of breaking through a facade.
“Then come with us, high-achiever,”
said the brother who threw the ball, not waiting for their leader to speak before stepping forward.
The other sidekick ran to retrieve the ball.
Eventually, amidst the escort, the group entered one of the buildings and finally arrived at a corner.
The door in front was opened, and under Daniel’s gesture, Fu Qian walked into the small room.
…
Clearly, this was a storage room, and one that hadn’t been used for a long time at that, judging by the classic musty smell in the air.
It must be said, the location was well chosen, a place where people were unlikely to come without a good reason, making it convenient for any activity.
Fu Qian, far from feeling trapped, looked around and nodded.
For instance, even if a bloodbath were to happen, it would be much more hidden than outside.
