Chapter 1433 Artificial Existence Core (I)

Task number 2.

Although the name sounds a bit wet and slippery, such a moderate difficulty makes it feel like returning to a peaceful life.

While starting the task, Fu Qian optimistically commented on the content of today's work.

Although he has officially ascended to the pseudo-god and become one of the few high-level existences in this world, as a principled expert, he will definitely not affect his love for his job.

Even full attendance.

You should know that this time when he went far away to the other side of the stars, he still did not fall behind in punching in.

In addition to professionalism, whether it was the previous Night Saint City or the hurricane rescue with an alarming risk index this time, the warehouse showed a very active attitude of cooperation.

Although he did not think that the other party was a personified existence, Fu Qian still did not mind reciprocity.

For example, he understood its urgency to maintain world peace and cooperated with the hasty task cycle adjustment.

In comparison, the illusory images that permeated the warehouse this time have to be said to be somewhat abstract.

The color is dark, invisible and intangible, like some kind of suppressed glow, and at the same time it is flowing and spreading like liquid...

Although it is difficult to describe accurately, the feeling it gives is quite clear, that is, it is inexplicably a bit disgusting, and I don't want it to stick to me.

Fortunately, with the confirmation of the task, the prompt has appeared quickly, so that the latter has no chance to flow closer.

…

[Today's work begins, entering the 2-020 containment scene]

[Current san value 83, current inspiration 99]

[Select the skills and items you want to carry]

The ability items are configured at will, and the painting style is really getting more and more positive.

Fu Qian, who was deeply satisfied with this, began to confirm all the selections familiarly, and brought all the easy-to-carry items.

[…8%…13%…21%…34%…55%…89%…100%, containment scene loading completed]

[As one of the world's top prosperous cities, Los also has a mystical atmosphere that other places can't match.

Not out of faith, but out of practicality.

Astrology, spiritualism, witchcraft... countless mediums gather here to answer people's questions, drive away sadness, and even find pets.

Although most of the best among them are just ordinary people, they firmly believe that they have mastered the rules of the world.

One of the consequences of this confidence is that Los never lacks events that challenge imagination, and the level of activity even exceeds its world-famous port.

However, even so, the local night watchmen are not too troubled by this.

Because they passed the city bill early, and pushed these events that were eventually proved to be mostly done by ordinary people to the police.

And today, as one of the thousands of mediums, you will welcome your own special visitor. 】

...

The city where mediums gather, the holy city of mysticism... It sounds like the place where Ms. Chie Kisaragi fell from the altar.

And from the last sentence, I really want to be a colleague of this second-rate fortune teller this time.

Even the business warehouse is found for me.

As the task introduction was completed, Fu Qian, who had recovered his five senses, silently commented in his heart while observing the environment he was in.

All I can say is that there is no mysticism at all.

And he came to a conclusion very quickly.

It is not an exaggeration. It is completely different from the fortune-telling hut of Chihui Kisaragi. It looks like an ordinary apartment.

It is not too new. There is a slightly cramped living room under my feet. Through the balcony window, I can see that the height is really not low.

And there are tall buildings outside, showing the prosperity and crampedness of the city.

It is not too strange. The small is hidden in the wild, and the big is hidden in the city. It is normal for a real master to work in the CBD.

The only problem is that at a glance, this small living room is not only brightly lit and simply decorated, but there is not even a single item in the field of mysticism.

There is not even a poker.

It is completely different from the fortune-teller's hut with a full atmosphere.

You can't even see what tools will be used to provide services later.

Including the appearance of the service staff, there is no psychic style at all.

Fu Qian took a look at his body. The simple dress and unremarkable clothes are like the most ordinary office workers in the vast city.

……

As expected of a place with fierce competition at the top level, is contrast marketing really going to this extent?

However, facing a scene that was not quite consistent with the task introduction, Fu Qian was full of admiration the next moment.

As we all know, when competition is fierce, packaging is very important to stand out from many competitors.

And when every practitioner of mysticism packages himself as a master, the contrast created by simplicity and nature will also become another kind of packaging.

The self in front of me has undoubtedly done this to the extreme. It may seem inconsistent at first glance, but as long as you think about it carefully, I believe it is enough to bring a strong spiritual impact to every customer who comes to the door.

The strong never complain about the conditions. After completing the profile of himself in an instant and determining the marketing strategy, Fu Qian walked aside and took out a business card from a box.

The font is standard and the design is also simple. It is a good continuation of the previous style, but the name...

While appreciating the consistency of the personality, the name without any job title made Fu Qian blink.

[Gorrim Shaw]

It's definitely not unfamiliar. Not long ago, I used this name in my nightmare when I was imprisoned as a cannibal painter...

Although the warehouse has always been casual in assigning me an identity, in this city where mysticism is prevalent, it is too unprofessional to simply explain it as a coincidence.

Especially this is not the only coincidence.

Click!

Fu Qian casually closed the card box with a simple shape and almost no decorations. He turned his head and looked at his current appearance carefully in a long mirror next to him.

Of course, it is not his true face.

Brown hair, green eyes, and wise and gentle features.

Except that he is a little younger, it is really not much different from the face he was serving in prison at that time.

When Fu Qian realized this in his perception just now, he was still wondering if this face was more like a master, so the warehouse was lazy and copied it.

But combined with the completely identical name, it doesn't seem like pure laziness.

Especially using the identity of another world to disguise, hinting that he should keep a low profile?

Although the task prompt has not appeared yet, Fu Qian has already had many fantasies.

At the same time, the task introduction is obviously professional.

Playing with the business card in his hand, Fu Qian looked up at the dark brown security door.

Behind the heavy door panel, a hand was hesitantly raised and retracted, as if it was difficult to make up its mind to knock.