Looking directly at the ancient gods for a whole year

Chapter 2488 The Vegetable Patch Is Calling

Isn't that too fatalistic?
Everything was preordained; the fallen angel was himself. And today, this destiny has come together in an unusual way, completing the puzzle that transcends time and space...

It really does have a bit of a legendary story feel to it.

Furthermore, this is not just idle talk. In Fu Qian's opinion, directly activating the Glorious Tyrant and stirring up trouble is not such a bad idea.

This violent action was actually part of the contingency plan for this trip.

What I saw near the crash site just now only added a layer of mystery to this method of handling the situation.

As a recognized symbol of chaos, the Ash Sea's biggest advantage is that it's much easier to find than the Abyss. Fu Qian has long been curious about what would happen if his own auras were activated here.

Especially since the current Halo is a remastered version, and it has its own pseudo-law core for support, the effect is definitely worth looking forward to—whoosh!
Having broken free from his thinker's state, Fu Qian stood up and pulled his feet out of the seawater.

Without activating any auras, including the Glorious Tyrant, he was already heading in a certain direction, guided by the stars.

That's right, before paying, they still didn't use the backup plan, but instead went back the way they came, heading straight for the nearest port, Moore.

It's not that I have any aversion to fate, or that I'm deliberately going against it.

Dealing with someone with a minor obsession with cleanliness will only impair their judgment.

The reason for doing this now is entirely for the purpose of maximizing profits.

When you have no idea where to start, applying indiscriminate, extreme pressure and risking damage to some details to expose weaknesses is actually a reasonable idea. But don't forget that Moore's vegetable garden is still waiting for you.

The situation is far from being truly hopeless.

……

The strange things encountered during this scientific expedition were not limited to the destination.

Even on the way here, all sorts of strange things had already happened.

Although Moore's side of the story still seems to focus on the conflict between the Sirens and Yasui.

Even Sorendil, who is out in the open, is still far from here, so it's hard to say that he has any connection with the Ash Sea—but Mole himself is connected with the Ash Sea.

There's a reason we're paying attention to the fighting over there.

Putting aside the conceptual attribute of "the city closest to the Ash Sea", there is an even more practical point: if the Academy's exploration team came to the Ash Sea for scientific research, wouldn't their first stop also be Moore?

Is it possible to leave traces there after the accident?
Due to the secrecy of the operation, such details were obviously impossible to know, but it was clear from the route map that Cast had given himself that he also had similar suspicions, having been to Moore's place more than once.

Although we gained nothing, we shared similar views.

For these reasons alone, the entire Moore is worth the effort to extract and taste for any special flavor.

Not to mention that with the help of Etching Wisdom, this voyage has already been very fruitful.

Besides what they saw and heard inside, the contrast with the outside world, where they had nothing, was also an interesting aspect.

If there is a "landing point" that clearly exists, but you can't see anything after going around, does that mean it has been intentionally hidden?
This is another possibility that is equally terrifying to think about.

Therefore, Fu Qian did not rush to overturn the table.

A highly efficient but mediocre strategy that is prone to being counterproductive and easily anticipated and exploited.

……

It feels like a lifetime ago.

There was neither an eagerness to return home nor lingering around; the return journey was as smooth as the one on the way there.

To avoid inhumane exploitation, the mount was changed three times.

As Fu Qian finally broke through the waves at the last moment and looked out at Moore in the distance, he discovered that this weathered harbor had completely changed its appearance. There was not a trace of the storm left. Moore under the clear sky looked gentle and warm, with a hint of dampness that hadn't quite dried out, which gave it a unique charm.

As expected, Lord Sørendil's carriage only went out in bad weather, and there was no trace of it along the way.

However, at the same time, more ships can be seen sailing out of the port, facing the afternoon sun.

For a moment, one could almost feel that Moore, steeped in history, was like an old tortoise, lazily sunbathing after being battered by wind and rain.

Facing the direction in which its body stretches out, Fu Qian walked against the flow of traffic after getting off the vehicle, and didn't even stop after landing, until he reached a "ditch" in the turtle shell, where he finally sat down to continue enjoying the afternoon.

The name "Grat" is justified; it's a narrow alley, but many of the buildings are quite historic, and the style reflects the diversity of the port city.

The same applies to the current look.

He has never been particular about his appearance, and after changing into a leather jacket to go ashore, he didn't pay attention to the style or matching of the clothes he bought along the way.

So much so that when he finally sat down to have a drink, he looked quite colorful, with an exaggerated wig on his bald head.

Fortunately, the city's inclusivity was evident, and he was not refused service.

"What would you like to drink?"

Although it might be a bit unbearable for some older people.

After two attempts to control her facial expressions, an elderly woman with gray hair behind the counter finally spoke up and asked a question.

"Hmm... pomegranate juice?"

After glancing at the signboard, Fu Qian quickly made his decision.

……

There was neither decision paralysis nor anything particularly strange or unusual.

It's clear that the choice made before payment calmed the old lady down.

And it must be said that although the price is a bit outrageous, the taste is really good.

It was perfectly balanced between sweet and sour, and had a deep, glossy red color. The old lady even gave me an extra homemade sausage.

So much so that when you put them all in your mouth before eating, there's an elegance to it, like savoring human blood.

Ok……

With such extraordinary expressiveness, the old lady seemed to have grasped this point; at that moment, her expression was almost blank, as she never expected her work to be interpreted in such a way.

……

interesting.

While Lady Serana is indeed older, she shouldn't be that much slow-witted.

Faced with this situation, Fu Qian was also amazed at that moment.

There's a reason for adopting this style.

He was fairly certain that Lady Serana's location for interrogating him was nearby.

However, not only was the return journey smooth sailing, but even after wandering around here until now, there has been no sign of anything happening.

Even after he specifically ordered a drink that would have a rather unique feel for vampires.

As expected, Lady Serana has kept herself busy.

While Moore appears to be enjoying a peaceful and sunny day, undercurrents may already be surging even more fiercely.