Chapter 1423 Return

The more you know, the more dangerous it is. This has always been the rule of the extraordinary world.

As the mastermind behind the communication between Taylor and the other two, Wen Li had naturally heard of the name of the King of Abandoned Prison.

And the operation of enchanting the disaster bullet with bare hands just now was hard not to make some associations.

Wen Li was able to hold back from asking in the end. In Fu Qian's opinion, on the one hand, it was certainly for safety considerations, but the most important thing was that he did not want to embarrass himself.

In fact, Fu Qian was indeed only prepared to satisfy her curiosity a little.

In a sense, he has now truly become an evil god.

As a reasonable person, Miss Wen, who helped spread the legend of the ancient gods to the world, had the right to understand the nature of her own behavior in Fu Qian's opinion.

Considering the previous step, it was almost clear that she had shown that the god named King of Abandoned Prison could still bring down great power.

The following explanation was naturally to tell her that the King of Abandoned Prison was a friend to a certain extent, not an enemy.

As the saying goes, those who are close to Zhu are red. Those who are closely related to the Great Fortune King obviously don't have to worry about moral issues, so as not to feel guilty about their own behavior.

As for whether Miss Wen believed it or not, Fu Qian thought it was not a problem at all.

"So Mr. Fu, you... are really already at the second level?"

As expected, the next moment Wen Li found an explanation in a sighing tone.

God's messenger, just by hearing the title, it is obvious that he should have some connection with the superior.

"Just two days ago."

And Fu Qian did not hide any information in this regard.

Everything made sense in an instant.

...

It can be seen that Wen Li is still immune to this information, after all, it has been mentioned in the dream before.

But the more so, the more it can reflect the exaggerated impact of a living second level.

Even if Fu Qian admitted it again, Miss Wen was still silent for almost half a minute.

This is not her fault. Half a year ago, she was still lamenting the helplessness of the powerful family, but now she is only one person away from the superior who can be called God.

How can people not sigh at the limitations of their vision in the past.

"Please rest assured, I will keep it absolutely confidential."

However, Wen Li had seen the world with Dayun Mingwang after all, and finally adjusted her emotions and expressed her attitude solemnly.

Mr. Fu told her this secret related to the gods so directly and straightforwardly.

She was moved by such trust, and she also felt that she was a keeper of secrets.

"It's okay."

At this time, Fu Qian pointed at the bullet in her hand, indicating that there was no need to be nervous.

"Use it casually when necessary, this thing will not leave any traces."

...

Although it was just a small gift, Fu Qian did not want Miss Wen to have any concerns.

As for leaving no traces, of course, it was not a random statement.

As a manufacturer, Fu Qian was still confident about the stability of this bullet. After hitting the target and causing a disaster outbreak, this most common metal would definitely not be able to bear it, and at least it would be blown into pieces.

Unless someone can recognize the power of disaster in this process, there is no need to worry about exposing anything.

Even if someone is exposed-

"Don't worry even if you really notice it, someone will help take the blame."

Fu Qian continued to show his perfect consideration.

As for the scapegoat he chose, it was naturally the greedy bugs who had just received the gift.

To be honest, the normal state of the gift should obviously be Wen Li's situation, giving the power of disaster to their enemies, not to themselves.

Unfortunately, in comparison, the connection is too weak. In Fu Qian's judgment, he should open the mythical form to do this remotely.

...

"Okay."

A small gift that is just right and extremely practical, and Mr. Fu has obviously made all the considerations before giving it, Wen Li immediately accepted it with a smile.

And she really didn't hide it as a souvenir.

Facing the gun that Fu Qian continued to hand over, Wen Li even really followed the advice, carefully unloaded two bullets, and put this one below.

"So the previous situation is the price of promotion?"

After doing all this, Wen Li put the gun away again, and her sense of security increased, and she quickly thought of another question.

After all, the time was too close, so such causal speculation was natural.

Mr. Fu didn't seem to mind talking about these things, so she took the opportunity to satisfy her curiosity.

"No, you can think of it as the price of going on scientific research."

Unfortunately, after a brief thought, Fu Qian unexpectedly denied it.

Going on scientific research...

This word is a little challenging to understand. Wen Li was thoughtful and obviously very measured, and did not ask for the truth.

"So Mr. Fu, what are your plans next? Please feel free to ask if I can help you."

"I should continue to go on scientific research."

And Fu Qian continued to answer honestly.

...

I must go and see the tree I mentioned to the witch.

And after successfully advancing to the second level and coming to the world as an evil god, some gains must be digested.

In addition, whether the attitude of the Brilliant Rainbow will become ambiguous as expected, we have to wait and see.

Finally, as a professor of the academy, it seems that he will have to go back to report on his work at an appropriate time.

In short, the next time will be a time for him to travel in brocade clothes and cause trouble to the village.

"Ah... right now?"

Fu Qian's scientific research spirit obviously surprised Wen Li.

"Not really, I will focus on my career here first."

Fu Qian pointed downstairs.

"Then it seems that I can really help."

Wen Li quickly volunteered while covering her mouth and laughing.

"You shouldn't mind having more volunteers in the bookstore? Especially since your hands are a little inconvenient, customers might be a little surprised."

"No problem."

Miss Wen had done something similar before, so Fu Qian had no intention of spoiling the fun.

On the one hand, he would naturally take care of his body, and on the other hand, he still had something to confirm.

"Besides, you're thinking too much. Seeing me like this, they will probably react with great satisfaction."

...

[Identity verification successful, today's work begins]

[Today's work is completed, you can leave the warehouse now, and this week's work progress is 1/4]

With the help of volunteers, the bookstore opened for business soon.

And Wen Li, who was working with great interest, volunteered to guard the store soon and sent Fu Qian to rest.

Unable to refuse the kindness, Fu Qian returned to the second floor without hesitation and took off the messenger mask that seemed to have disappeared before.

After several days of absence, the warehouse reappeared in front of him. Fu Qian was relieved, but the prompt made him frown slightly.

Completing the task directly can be understood as the warehouse taking the previous jailbreak into account and giving a little benefit.

But it has been confirmed just now that although a lot of things happened during this period, and even broke the barrier twice in a row.

But because of the high professional quality, it has not been long, and it should still be in the week of completing the task.

The warehouse seems to be a little anxious.

However, considering the other party's cooperation during this period, Fu Qian is not prepared to see these trivial matters.

After arranging various items casually, Fu Qian, who was relaxed, activated the wrist mark that had not been used for a while.

As the picture flowed, a more familiar scene appeared in front of him.

It was still very early, and Fu Qian, sitting on the sofa in the living room, did not rush to move, but silently felt the sounds around him-and the sounds in his mind.

It seems that nothing should happen.

Qin Dashao and the others did not look abnormal, and the "infiltration" in the divine dream did not affect this.

After a long time, Fu Qian opened his eyes and looked at the sunlight shining in. He was relieved and talked to himself.

"So the corridor has the essential attributes of the bookstore world?" (End of this chapter)