Looking directly at the ancient gods for a whole year

Chapter 2347 List (Twenty-Nine)

An old man in an abandoned house, his madman burning ashes.

Lying on his father's old bed, Katon's consciousness was irrevocably fading away, the exact opposite of what his father had been pursuing.

However, he still couldn't fall asleep and didn't respond to the witness's words.

"Human will and body are so fragile that you can see all sorts of fallacies born of fear, but fallacies do not mean they are worthless. I find the idea of ​​the righteous to be quite interesting."

Fu Qian didn't seem to mind and continued casually.

What I just said wasn't just idle talk. Given my extensive experience being interrogated, leading someone astray is something I can do with ease.

As mentioned earlier, one of the trickiest aspects of this mission was precisely the unwavering will of those involved.

Regarding this final wish to die, the old man only trusted his own judgment in everything and would never easily reveal what the core problem troubling him was.

So much so that even someone like myself, who wanted to help, had to first feel the elephant like a blind man, gradually pinpointing this point step by step.

But the old man's resolute attitude was not without meaning, for example, it provided a direction for exploration - he knew that the thing was harmful.

This single point alone is enough to negate the performances of the three characters just now.

In conclusion, the "blind men and the elephant" approach has begun to yield results, and some things have emerged on their own.

In fact, this seems to be the only way to find out the secrets of an old man who is so resilient that he is no longer afraid of death—let the secrets speak for themselves.

Of course, these alone are not enough to keep the secret from revealing itself.

The other party isn't a villain from a movie finale who insists on jumping in to argue right and wrong. That kind of moralistic conflict is meaningless in the current situation. What we need to do now is continue to provide motivation.

"Please believe me, I have extensive experience dealing with people who disturb my sleep, and there's no point in trying to outlast them with patience."

As he recounted his numerous misdeeds, Fu Qian snapped his fingers, causing his body to swell even more, completely shattering his upper body attire.

"It is advisable to take more drastic measures while you still have the strength to defy fate."

The flying ash seemed to have encountered a special force field, dancing in curves that were almost nauseating, vividly demonstrating what a chaotic core was.

Fu Qian, who was involved in the situation, offered advice directly after analyzing the circumstances.

"Come, let me see what a true righteous person is, and just how foolish those cannibals really are."

……

The maddening flames were devouring his will, while the twisted core beside him made it impossible to fall asleep.

This is indeed a bit cruel for an elderly person who wants to die in their sleep.

However, Fu Qian seems to be putting his words into action and has no intention of relinquishing his halo.

On the one hand, it was naturally due to confidence in my own judgment, and on the other hand, it was due to confidence in the old man.

Theoretically, it's possible that the conversation just now was actually a survival tactic employed by the system.

This means that the hidden dangers in his body have been eliminated, but he was kept awake by his own noise, so he used this method to calm himself down so that he could pass away peacefully.

But before payment, the probability seemed very low.

Although everyone had their own agendas during the previous conversations, Fu Qian tried his best to be honest. For example, he admitted that he had indeed had similar experiences with prolonged periods without sleep.

And it is precisely this point that makes him have higher expectations for a tough guy who has been fighting the urge to sleep for decades.

The fear the old man is facing is not something that can be easily resolved.

Therefore, regardless of whether the situation seemed like the mission might fail at any moment, he had no intention of appeasement and had absolutely no intention of restarting it from scratch.

"you……"

As it turns out, this confidence paid off at some point.

Amidst the deathly grayness, a voice suddenly rang out... perhaps it was even Kardon himself?

He easily recognized the voice and silently observed the old man lying there.

The old man's mouth did not open, nor did any new bloodstains appear on his body—*sizzle*!
Fu Qian's shirt, which had completely transformed him into a beggar's garment, was casually ripped off and tossed aside. On his exposed body were glaringly red bloodstains.

……

Very good, very energetic.

After all that torment, the consequences unexpectedly struck back at him?

Normally, it wouldn't be surprising at all if ten or eight more people sat on top of Grandpa Katon.

But it actually came out of my own body?

This is truly an amazing feat considering that the main body is only at the mid-level.

At that moment, Fu Qian exclaimed in admiration as he watched the figure being torn from his body.

It really is Mr. Carton himself, although he wasn't very polite.

"You are someone who is very difficult to redeem."

Because the tyrant's body was so enormous, after being torn from the body, Katon almost rolled to the ground.

The moment he stood up, he looked over here and gave a sharp comment.

"So you can?"

Before the expert could even defend his talent, another voice preemptively refuted his claims.

Raymond?

Fu Qian continued to lower his head, examining his mouthpiece.

Indeed, the sound was still coming from the body, and another figure could be seen struggling out from there; it was the same roadside shop owner from before.

"A bunch of self-important idiots."

Before he even rolled to the ground, Raymond had already launched another round of group taunting.

"Of course I can. I'm just one step away from completing this one step."

"Katun" responded with a series of cold laughs, and even turned his head to look at himself lying there.

You are doing something very dangerous.

No sooner had he finished speaking than another voice rang out, suggesting that people should not be blindly optimistic.

The woman seemed familiar.

Fu Qian blinked, watching the figure step off him.

Wearing a coarse cloth robe and with visible white hair, she was none other than Loretta, whom we mentioned not long ago.

……

"Things didn't have to turn out this way. How do you feel now?"

Disdainful of Loretta's comments, "Carton" continued to target Fu Qian in the suddenly lively abandoned house.

"You just need to sit there quietly and let me successfully ignore your presence, and everything will be perfect—but you insist on causing trouble, so I have to find another way."

As he spoke, his hands were not idle; the ashes seemed to be vacuumed, quickly gathering and solidifying within them.

"look here."

Soon, "Katon" called out, signaling to follow his lead.

As Fu Qian readily accepted the good advice, he discovered that the ashes had been forcibly polished into a shiny black mirror.

As for his reflection in the mirror, it was clearly composed of countless overlapping blood-red figures.

"Do you understand? This is why this body is hell... Only the death of the physical body represents the transition from childhood to adulthood."

(End of this chapter)