Facing an Ancient God for a Year

“Really headed to the medical office?”

Clearly, after previous dealings, the Interlocutor had deeply realized that the way this person thought was quite different from that of ordinary people.

Even though Fu Qian had readily agreed to his suggestion, his tone remained cautious.

As if he feared the next moment, this person would do a complete about-face and heap scorn on him with a complete denial.

“Didn’t you just analyze everything in great detail, strongly advising to go to the medical office?”

Fu Qian had an expression of How can you be so strange? and then, in the silence of the Interlocutor, headed straight for the medical office.

In fact, Fu Qian agreed quite a bit with the Interlocutor’s suggestion.

Beyond the analysis just now, there was an extremely important point—the Interlocutor was unaware of the content of his own task.

This determined that he did not know about finding the child, thereby putting all his focus on searching for the anomaly within this dream, hence his increased attention to the rat holes.

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But for Fu Qian, finding the child was very clear and could be confirmed as a key point in breaking the dream.

And from the situation before, one could infer that this child was very likely the so-called blessed insect.

Although that book had nearly a thousand pages, with all different kinds of harmful insects within, it was not necessarily impossible that they were the offspring of the same High Tier entity.

The book was a medium, planting seeds inside everyone who had read it.

Eventually, with the help of the previous cloud of fog that could stimulate spirituality, the child was born.

If this deduction stood, then the following strategy became very simple.

Using the process of elimination, one would find each person who had seen the book, among whom one must be the vessel for the child.

So, no matter what, Fu Qian would absolutely not overlook the medical office which was so close to the library.

…

Soon, he stood again at the door of the medical office.

Looking at the light coming through from inside, Fu Qian pressed the doorbell.

He didn’t particularly hope that anyone would still be there, after all, Six-legged Brother might have been devoured by Liang Yuntian already.

“Who’s there?”

Surprisingly, someone actually answered from inside.

But at the same time, Fu Qian noticed that this was not the doctor from before.

In fact, he recognized this voice—Liang Yuntian.

Yes, he was very sure that this was the same Liang Yuntian he had fought with previously.

Liang Yuntian on duty in the medical office at this hour?

This turn of events had to be said to be beyond Fu Qian’s expectations.

“Student, not feeling well.”

Fu Qian thought, repeating the same lines he had used upon his first visit.

“Come in.”

In less than a second, the inside answered, the tone carrying an indescribable eagerness.

Click!

The next moment, without waiting for Fu Qian to push the door, it opened from the inside.

Liang Yuntian’s face appeared behind the door, even wearing an ill-fitting white coat, which bulged out both in front and back.

And seeing Fu Qian, especially his arms, Liang Yuntian’s eyes nearly burst with light.

However, it only lasted for half a second before the smile vanished and his eyebrows furrowed tightly.

Standing in place, he sized up Fu Qian no less than ten times, then his expression suddenly became listless.

“May I come in?”

Fu Qian was completely oblivious to the other’s change in demeanor, only looking at him with a smile.

Liang Yuntian didn’t speak, turned around without a word, and sat back in his own seat.

Fu Qian followed him inside and sat in the chair outside the desk.

He looked around and did not detect any traces of other people.

Even the ground was spotlessly clean, with no sign of bloodstains or anything similar.

The only strange thing was that the ground was excessively clean, almost as if someone had licked it clean with their tongue.

The two individuals who were supposed to be here must have been heartily consumed by now.

Fu Qian looked at Liang Yuntian, who was behind the desk.

The excitement of this man had just now been quite understandable.

Although it was still unclear what mindset he had after cooking his own food, which led him to choose to stay here.

But it was obvious that Liang Yuntian knew most people’s minds had gone awry in that fog.

The only ones who were his prey still maintained a certain level of normal consciousness.

And a person who spoke normally was no doubt a great candidate to be his food.

So when he heard what seemed like a normal person ringing the doorbell, Liang Yuntian immediately became excited.

After he opened the door, he might have used some kind of identification technique and realized that there was no scent of food on this person, leading to his immense disappointment.

Fu Qian became even more satisfied with his earlier decision to squish those pests with his hands.

From just now, even someone like Liu Yi who only thought of running away gained incredible abilities from the enlightenment of the spirituality fog.

A few simple calls of the Siren’s Howl nearly emptied my health bar.

And this guy who originally had explosive combat power and appetite was best not to be confronted for the time being.

Before, I was worried that he might start biting without a chance for communication, but now that I’m not on his menu, there was undoubtedly an opportunity to communicate.

There were questions I still wanted to confirm with Liang Yuntian.

“What’s wrong with you?”

At this moment, Liang Yuntian was sitting opposite, leaning back in his chair, and coldly asked Fu Qian, his eyes unfocused.

“My head feels a bit uncomfortable, I might have eaten something dirty.”

Fu Qian blurted out, testing how much rationality the man still possessed.

And not surprisingly, Liang Yuntian opposite him did not notice anything odd about this statement.

It seemed that his consciousness was already filled with an endless hunger.

While thinking, Fu Qian’s gaze wandered around the table surface.

The next moment his eyes lit up, and he saw a medical record by Liang Yuntian’s hand.

“Doctor, I lost my medical record on the way here, do you have one here that I can use?”

Hmm?

At that moment, Liang Yuntian seemed to sense something and slowly lifted his head, focusing his gaze on Fu Qian’s face.

Fu Qian looked back at him calmly and naturally, without any trace of discomfort.

Snap!

In the next moment, Liang Yuntian snatched up the medical record by his hand and tossed it over.

Fu Qian collected it without any change in expression and flipped it open for a look.

[Han Jin]

This name!

Fu Qian was certain that this was one of the three names on the library card, apart from his own.

A scene naturally emerged in Fu Qian’s mind.

This Han Jin, after the fog descended, felt ill as the parasite within him was awakened and came here voluntarily for a check-up.

While the duty doctor was performing his responsibilities, he accidentally provoked the parasite, which led to a tragedy, resulting in the emergence of that six-legged monster.

The situation was smoother than expected, and the range of suspects had significantly narrowed down.

Fu Qian smilingly closed the medical record, recalling the other two names from the library card.

“Oh doctor, I actually have another classmate who’s also feeling unwell. Unfortunately, his head hurts too bad to come over. Could you go check on him?

His name is—Qiu Chengyi.”