Looking directly at the ancient gods for a whole year

One of the reasons why the quest starts so smoothly is that the step of selecting skill items is skipped.

It was impossible for Fu Qian not to notice this, he just found it strange.

Even for the recent missions numbered 1, the ratio of deprivation of abilities was not too high. But in a game that seemed to be a casual game, he actually turned himself into a blank slate?
In addition, it can be clearly seen from the rearview mirror that not only has he turned back into an ordinary person, but his physical fitness is not even very strong.

He was of medium height, with slightly long hair, and his face and body were thin, so thin that even under the red sweater he wore, he looked a little empty.

In addition, he was wearing a watch with a brown leather strap on his left wrist, which looked slightly worn.

I feel like without the black-framed glasses, he would be a typical nerdy guy with a weird personality.

And there is no doubt that this is a strange face, a brand new identity.

Mr. Wolfe...

I accepted a friend's request and came to a party held on April Fool's Day...

Not finding his coat in the car, Fu Qian picked up a gray and white striped deerstalker hat next to him. He didn't care at all that it didn't match his clothes, threw it on his head, and opened the door to get out of the car.

There must be something wrong when things are abnormal. Some rare abnormalities make this party seem interesting.

The only regret is that I can’t take some strange things and use the mission opportunity of level 3 items to do tests.

……

I have to say, the legendary April Fool's Day is still quite lively in this place.

There was nothing overly exaggerated about the decoration, but Fu Qian had just checked the time.

It was almost eleven o'clock at night, and the weather was not very good. However, not only were lights on in many buildings, but you could even see children running and shouting.

What he was looking for was a group of young people who were more excited than them - right here.

Looking past the two trees that had already turned a little white, Fu Qian looked at the building behind and checked the address.

There is no mistake. Standing at this position, you can see the young people coming out to the second-floor terrace to get some fresh air in the cold.

Almost every room inside seemed to be brightly lit.

"Hi, I'm Wolf, here to see Butters."

Before he even reached the door, Fu Qian had already been discovered by the people inside.

Although no one tried to greet me until I rang the doorbell.

The next moment, facing the young woman with a ponytail inside the door who was looking at him in almost the same manner, Fu Qian nodded slightly and greeted her, then stated his purpose without any nonsense.

"You are... Mr. Wolfe?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the other party's face showed a hint of curiosity. He looked Fu Qian up and down, and it turned out that he not only knew his name, but even his honorific title.

"I've heard Butters mention it more than once, and I have to say it's pretty consistent with what I imagined."

Her eyes fell on the hat on Fu Qian's head. From what she said, it seemed that this strange outfit didn't look so strange on Fu Qian.

"I'm Eva. If you want to find Butters, you can go to the room at the end."

Although Fu Qian was obviously not in the mood to talk, she still introduced herself and without waiting for a response, she helped point out the direction.

"Thank you."

This time-saving performance was also praised by Fu Qian, who casually thanked him and just passed by him.

"Would you like a drink?"

However, the next moment, another figure blocked the way ahead and gave enthusiastic suggestions.

……

Although the conversation was not loud, as a newcomer to the party, he received many scrutinizing and even teasing looks the moment the door opened. However, just like before, the crowd only watched his conversation with Eva and had no intention of approaching to talk to him.

Until the person in front of him broke the atmosphere.

With bronze skin, thick brown hair, exaggerated eye shadow, and the most unrestrained clothing, she was a young woman with a completely different style from Eva, and even smelled much more drunk when she spoke.

Fu Qian followed the prompt and looked over, and saw that what the other party was pointing at was the drinks that occupied half of the table next to him.

The party was pretty much as I imagined.

Almost all of them are young people of similar age. With a strong sense of self-awareness, they do not deliberately make themselves look weird to cater to the festive atmosphere.

But that doesn’t mean the theme of the festival isn’t reflected.

The drinks on the table looked quite unusual just from the appearance.

For example, one part of it looked like a cup of sticky blood, and besides the smell of alcohol, you could even smell a special fishy odor.

Of course this couldn't be real blood.

Perhaps due to his mortal constitution, he is unable to make a direct identification through sense of smell, but for Fu Qian, as long as he is given time to prepare the ingredients, it is not difficult to mix the wine into this state.

And this was far from the most curious thing. Fu Qian took a quick glance and found oil disguised as beer on the table, toes floating in Coke, and a lump that looked like vomit...

It is obvious that young people are still happy to show their imagination in this way.

"Thank you, coffee, double milk, double sugar."

Unfortunately, Fu Qian had no interest in showing his vision and courage in this regard. The next moment, he nodded naturally and responded as if he was ordering food.

Considering that the other party came up to me and asked what I wanted to drink, there didn't seem to be anything wrong with this answer.

Although the flavors chosen by Fu Qian are not very youthful.

……

"I thought you'd get here sooner."

While the enthusiastic female classmate was speechless, Fu Qian had already walked through the crowd and came to the location Eva mentioned.

Somewhat inconsistent with the joyful atmosphere of the party, the door was closed.

But after just one knock, it was opened from the inside.

The tall young man with blond hair behind the door's eyes lit up instantly when he saw Fu Qianhou, although he immediately expressed dissatisfaction with the efficiency.

"The car broke down when we were almost there."

There is no doubt that this is his "good friend" Butters.

To tell the truth, Fu Qian only took a glance and then looked behind the other person.

There were two other people in the room, all looking over at the moment, and without exception, their expressions were somewhat serious.

"Come in first."

It seemed that he didn't quite believe Fu Qian's reason, but his demeanor was so natural and calm that Butters stopped complaining after a brief silence.

"I'm sorry, I know you don't like this kind of occasion, but--"

After closing the door again and exchanging glances with the remaining two people, Butters seemed to be choosing his words.

However, the next moment, his words were interrupted by Fu Qian's action.

Lift Butters' left hand between two fingers, so that the part below the cuff is facing upward.

Under the light, there were more than one drop of the same color as the blood wine. (End of this chapter)