Looking directly at the ancient gods for a whole year

Chapter 2531 Fulfilling Duties
It even has a dual-barrel design.

Indeed, the weapon Fu Qian selected was the only ranged weapon.

Although the overall design is as classic as its surroundings, it still gives the impression of being quite powerful.

"you sure?"

The receptionist looked somewhat incredulous after noticing his actions.

"Any questions?"

Fu Qian asked out of curiosity, and then walked over, picked it up and examined it closely.

It still carries a lot of weight, much more than one's own compassion.

"Maybe a little... This thing is quite powerful, but it can only hold a maximum of four rounds at a time."

The receptionist did not stop Fu Qian's actions, but simply offered a cold explanation.

"Then just refill it a few more times."

I didn't think it was a problem before I paid.

"There are only four bullets."

The receptionist added without blinking.

The quality of these "masterpieces" seems to be declining; were the logistical costs embezzled?
There was no extra ammunition found in the box, but the fact that there was no stock anywhere else seemed a bit excessive.

"Because no one has ever chosen it?"

Before paying, I made a casual guess about the reason.

"That's right, people prefer things that allow for endless hacking and slashing."

The receptionist confirmed his statement, and it sounded reasonable.

The role is similar to that of a cleaner, and there are no particularly dangerous scenes. Sacrificing flexibility for a little safety distance is really not a very worthwhile deal.

If no one chooses it, then producing too much ammunition seems pointless.

"Now we have a candidate."

While empathizing with the situation, he declared his final choice, showing no intention of putting down the gun again.

……

"Then you'd better save it for execution at the very end. You can't kill Shadow completely on your own."

Seemingly realizing that this was a truly problematic individual, the receptionist paused for a moment, but did not stop Fu Qian from making his choice, only offering an additional reminder.

"Also, don't forget that you need to be on duty for a week. If you run out of bullets and don't get anything, I won't give you new equipment."

A weekly rotation? It even sounds like every new person comes?
Is this some kind of radiation cleanup worker? There's only one job opportunity and a set time limit.

The receptionist's reminder was undeniably thorough, but unfortunately, the person paying attention was focused on something else entirely.

Thinking about it, it makes a lot of sense. The Ash Sea is known to induce distortions, not to mention that this is an even more special area within it, where you could easily be thrown off to who-knows-where.

Compared to resident researchers, those who play the role of doing the manual labor may have less resilience.

"Understood. I'll try my best to make every bullet count. So, can you patrol any location from now on?"

After examining the working conditions, Fu Qian had no objections to the receptionist's words and even seemed eager to start working.

"Of course not... You should confirm with the researchers first for any place where people are present, except for locked places."

The receptionist promptly reminded him to stay calm.

"Also, you'd better not be careless. Recently, the shadow has been turning evil and may cause you unbearable damage."

That does look real.

Fu Qian sighed inwardly at this. In just that short time, the notification had already sounded twice more.

Although the loss of sanity is tolerable, it is undoubtedly very unpleasant—Bang!

The crisp sound of a gunshot broke the silence. As the gunfire spurted, Fu Qian had already raised his hand and fired a shot towards the door.

"What are you doing?!"

Having just learned about the preciousness of ammunition, the receptionist was clearly quite provoked when the person who had just started firing without even leaving the room went on a rampage.

With an expression of disbelief, he almost shouted it out, and even subconsciously tried to snatch the weapon back.

"Fulfill your duties."

Unfortunately, it was a complete failure, and at the same time, Fu Qian's figure appeared in front of the door.

He didn't fire another shot; instead, he kicked the solemn door into pieces, the shockwaves and aftershocks spreading throughout the entire building.

Even faster, Fu Qian was already standing outside.

The situation became completely chaotic.

……

I gave you a chance, but you didn't cherish it.

Since that's the case, I'll help you fulfill this opportunity.

Of course, it wasn't a case of the old gun accidentally firing. The receptionist was right about one thing: the shadows have been turning "evil" lately.

In a corner he hadn't noticed, something was already silently watching.

Five times in total (three plus two), it would be too impolite not to return the favor with a calamity-inducing glance.

That's right, who says that a lower sanity value always has a better effect on the venue?

Perhaps due to previous experiences, this was a subconscious reaction, but Fu Qian has never liked to take things for granted.

If it's also due to the influence of the "falling star point," then why is it different this time, only falling little by little? I haven't even transformed into my complete Tyrant form yet.

If it wasn't the location of the impact, then what could be the reason? It's simple: if it wasn't the location, then it must be the people.

Something is locking onto me, launching this highly targeted attack.

It's not exactly a rare occurrence.

For an outsider like myself, sanity is like another health bar, and I've already encountered more than one type of damage that can affect it.

In short, once this possibility is targeted, no matter how well the opponent hides, and no matter how insensitive their supernatural senses are, repeatedly attaching a Calamity Eye to them is still a completely worthwhile operation to try.

As it turned out, the other party was quite unrestrained, even following them into the room to inspect the armory together, as if the sanity curse could only be cast within sight.

Furthermore, he reacted quickly after realizing he had been discovered, instantly passing through the wall and now fleeing at an even faster pace.

As mentioned earlier, if it's just a small greeting in this way, compared to the negligible loss, I'm still willing to give the other party a chance to continue their performance.

Unfortunately, aside from drawing a circle to curse you, that person seems to lack any sense of communication. We can only settle for a different way of developing value.

Even though the rank seems quite impressive, it almost feels like meeting a peer.

Fortunately, there are many ways to greet your colleagues.

Locking in from afar, Fu Qian did not detonate the accumulating Calamity Eyes, but instead transformed his left hand into a ferocious head.

You lowly scoundrels, how dare you presume that my Rebirth Club has no one to rely on!

Extremely violent arcs of silvery-white electricity swept out from the gaping maw of the head, tearing apart everything in its path.

Those are... wings?

Under the violent impact of the first-tier level, at that moment, a scene that blotted out the sky rose from the destruction.