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Facing an Ancient God for a Year

Chapter 32: Chapter 31: The Essence of Upgrading is Giving Birth to Aliens?_1 (Page 2/2)

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“Letting Transcendent powers evolve in a seemingly normal way.”

This sentence suggests that in that world, this process is unknown to people.

At least to most people’s eyes, no one would realize that Wen Li’s advancement to the Sixth Phase was fundamentally such a change, but would instead regard it as a normal upgrade.

At this point, the directive from the Night Watchman to “watch and wait” took on some significance. What did they know? Or did they sense something?

Of course, none of that mattered now, it was time to go back and rest!

I have to say, today’s workload was a bit heavy, escort missions are indeed the most exhausting.

Compared to that, the rewards for containing the situation seemed somewhat meager.

Aside from the regular rewards, there was nothing else.

But upon further reflection, although the containment scenario was fraught with traps, I did not encounter any powerful entities difficult to contend with.

Moreover, in the previous attempts, I had already gained quite a lot of benefits.

I wonder if the rewards might be upgraded if the sitting big boss of the Night Watchman made a move.

As for the accident replay, Fu Qian did not check it out.

Not to mention the process was so brief that it hardly required assisted memory, but Miss Wen’s exposed scenes were not few either; it’s better to respect the newly advanced Sixth Phase.

…

Upon returning home, Fu Qian immediately looked at the clock and found it was the exact same time as when he had entered.

Indeed, working in that job did not consume real-world time; no matter how long I stayed, when I emerged it was still the exact moment of entry.

Outside it was still early sunrise, as if nothing had changed at all.

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Fu Qian shook his right hand a bit, and there on his middle finger, a dark red ring was strikingly visible.

Under the sunlight’s reflection, it seemed as if blood was surging within it.

Quite a few things had changed, after all.

Recalling the scene of swallowing the dark blood clot, Fu Qian couldn’t help but touch his chest again.

Although the thought was a bit nauseating, that shape was really sharp, and thinking about it, there’s a special kind of beauty to it.

Speaking of which, since the rewards I gained could be brought back to reality, then, in theory, could I transform into that in the real world too?

Stop!

Fu Qian rubbed his face, interrupting his bold thoughts.

Indeed, has the harsh working environment caused spiritual contamination?

Now, it seems I completely deserve the million-dollar salary.

Speaking of which, I ran off to work as soon as I got out of bed today, and haven’t even had breakfast.

Fu Qian went to the kitchen and whipped up a bowl of noodles for himself in a few minutes.

As everyone knows, noodles are an indispensable magic weapon for people who live alone.

This simple food, with just a pot of boiling water plus two leaves of vegetables, can soothe a ravenous stomach.

As someone without family or close ties, Fu Qian had an abundant experience living alone and had mastered this skill long ago.

Of course, most importantly, this one of the cheapest foods perfectly matched his near-bankrupt spending level before, so he had stocked up quite a lot at home.

Looking at the steaming noodles on the table, Fu Qian was about to dig in when a timely knock on the door was heard.

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