Facing an Ancient God for a Year

Chapter 36: Chapter 35 What Weapon Do You Use_1

Fu Qian glanced at the middle-aged man who came out after looking at the stele.

He was slightly overweight, with an average appearance, and was wearing loose fitting clothes. His hair was a bit sparse in front, and he had a smile on his face that made him look, at first glance, like a twenty-five-year-old programmer.

As soon as he had left the group, he had noticed someone following him. He hadn’t paid any attention to it at first, but, to his surprise, that person had relentlessly pursued him all the way here.

Although he seemed harmless, the man who just emerged moved without making a sound, and he was so light on his feet it was as if he had no mass—he was clearly adept at skulking and stealth.

Being targeted by such a character usually didn’t bode well.

“I must say, you’ve surprised me quite a bit.”

The middle-aged man looked at Fu Qian, his eyes gleaming like a cat toying with a mouse.

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“On the surface, you don’t show off or stand out, but in reality, your level might be the highest in your team. Even I almost lost track of you.”

“So unassuming and patient, you’re bound to achieve great things given time. Of course, that’s assuming you have any time left.”

“You flatter me.”

Fu Qian kept his eyes on the invisible barrier, dismissing the man with a noncommittal remark, as if he hadn’t heard the latter’s ominous last sentence.

His reaction clearly wasn’t what the middle-aged man had expected, and he narrowed his eyes.

“I’m actually a bit curious, can you tell me why you left your group and came here all alone? What are you trying to do?”

“Running away.”

“Running away?”

This response clearly surprised the middle-aged man.

“Yeah, the atmosphere here is a bit oppressive. I need to go home and rest.”

Fu Qian’s tone was as matter-of-fact as if he needed to urinate urgently.

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“An exploration mission led by President Li Weixuan himself, something countless people can’t even beg for, and yet you want to go home?”

The smile on the middle-aged man’s face turned cold.

“If that’s really the case, you don’t need to worry anymore, because soon I will be sending you on your way.”

“You can, of course, try to run, or you could pull out your Arrow Bell to see if President Li Weixuan can come to save you in time.”

Arrow Bell?

Fu Qian thought for a moment. He had overheard his team members chatting about it earlier; it was a survival tool provided by the Academy for each student venturing out, similar to a flare gun used for signalling distress.

Since many forbidden areas render communication devices completely ineffective, in a life-or-death predicament, one can activate it to seek help and mutual support.

“No need, I don’t have to call anyone for now.”

Fu Qian waved his hand dismissively and, frowning at the middle-aged man, asked the question that he was truly concerned about.

“What weapon are you planning to use to kill me?”

What weapon?

The middle-aged man was visibly confused, his expression screaming, “Are you insane?”

“Aren’t you interested in why I want to kill you?”

“I’m not interested, and are you sure the one you want to kill is actually me?”

Getting no response, Fu Qian sighed.

“What do you mean?”

The middle-aged man’s eyes hardened.

“Just guessing, but from the moment I left the group, you’ve followed me all the way here. There were countless opportunities to strike, yet you chose to follow me to this remote place.

Now you want to make your move, not through ambush but by boldly showing yourself, telling me I’m about to die, almost as if you’re intentionally creating pressure to make me run.”

“You even reminded me that I could use the Arrow Bell to call for help. These actions don’t seem like those of an assassin.”

“Is your actual target still deeper within the ruins? Are you trying to create a diversion?”

“You hope to drive me as far away as possible, then use the Arrow Bell to attract President Li Weixuan so he comes to rescue me, and you take the opportunity to go back and eliminate your real target?”

“Interesting… then why don’t you guess who my target is.”

The middle-aged man’s voice was suppressed, seemingly acknowledging Fu Qian’s speculation.

“It’s not very difficult to guess. First of all, we’ve split into three teams. You targeted me so quickly, which suggests that it’s highly likely that my target is in the same team as you. When you noticed I had left the group, you thought it was a good opportunity and followed me.”