Chapter 582: Chapter 582: Uproar (Six)_1 Chapter 582: Chapter 582: Uproar (Six)_1 He really is serious and responsible.
In the sea breeze, Fu Qian watched the receding figure and recognized the Night Watchman’s dedication.
He seems to have a high rank, had he been a bit more impatient just now, he likely would have been discovered.
Unfortunately, we still have the upper hand, having successfully inherited Old Master Camus’s will.
Frank and his three friends were let go, which is obviously a final attempt to catch them by feigning indifference.
Without confirming who had issues, letting the targets think they are in a safe environment to covertly observe if there are any abnormalities is a quite reasonable tactic.
And after still not finding anything unusual, considering that Frank was the first to come forward, the Observer showed up in person, giving him a bit more of a test.
Now, I should be temporarily out of the Night Watchman’s sight, Old Master Camus’s plan of escaping without a trace really isn’t bad!
Next, I just need to find an unobtrusive moment to leave.
While mulling it over, Fu Qian tried to further extend his personal will, and quickly his senses began to return one after another.
Although it’s still in the second-person perspective, he could even “smell” the fishy scent of the sea breeze.
Below the location where everyone was, there’s a beach with a quite large area.
At this moment, at a glance, there are white sands and green waves, and the beach is bustling with people–it’s indeed a beautiful scene.
“Frank, what happened just now?”
At this time, the only female among Frank’s three friends was, in fact, the first to wake up.
Eye shadow, nose ring, and water-blue long hair almost covering half of her face, this young girl with a somewhat rebellious look is rubbing her eyes, looking very confused.
“Why did I fall asleep again?”
“…I don’t know either.”
Unfortunately, Frank couldn’t answer her question and even buried his face in his hands.
“Just now, someone asked me a question… and I can’t understand what happened–”
Her speech is quickly interrupted by two screams, as the other two friends also wake up, equally surprised at having fallen asleep.
“What do we do? Should we go back?”
Seeing this, the girl with the nose ring obviously started to back down.
“This place is too weird, and I don’t want to go to the police station again tomorrow.”
“But we’ve gone through so much trouble to get here!”
Before she could finish speaking, someone objected.
“Tomorrow is the Festival of Noise, just one more day.”
“I don’t want to give up and go back in defeat, otherwise I’ll probably be laughed to death by those at home.”
“And didn’t the police not do anything to us anyway?”
“But speaking of it, this place really is a bit strange. I never thought I would dance on the table without drinking, and this time they didn’t make us pay, but next time might not be the same.”
“Frank, what do you think?”
As the last friend offers his opinion, everyone’s gaze once again focuses on the host body of Fu Qian.
You can tell, Frank clearly seems to be somewhat of a decision-maker for this small group.
And facing the expectant looks from his teammates, he hesitated for a moment but then seemed to make up his mind.
The next moment he took a deep breath, stood up, and reached into his pocket to pull out something–that was a vial about the thickness of a finger.
Inside the colorless, transparent vial was a dazzling liquid shimmering with silver light.
With a gentle shake, you could see waves of storm-like whirlpools raging within the liquid, making one dizzy just by looking.
“Is this… Mercury Storm?”
And almost instantly, Frank’s companions began to shout.
“Where did you get the money to buy this?”
“Of course, I had it prepared well in advance,”
Fran mumbled to himself as he stared at the small bottle, trance-like.
“Actually, what I feared back at the police station was that this thing would be confiscated as compensation.”
While speaking, he had already uncorked the bottle and poured all of its liquid content down his throat.
Amidst the anxious gaze of his companions, he stepped forward two paces and stretched out his arms.
The next moment, an incredibly loud roar burst from his chest, thunderous as a clap of thunder and long-lasting.
“I saved up for a long time to buy this specialty from Dunis.”
“Although there’s a rule saying that it can only be used tomorrow, I feel absolutely fantastic right now.”
After roaring, Frank turned around to face his companions, who were stunned still, with an expression of sudden enlightenment.
“Now, even if I can’t participate in tomorrow’s celebration, I won’t feel so regretful.”
A folk potion from Dunis? It sounded like it was specifically prepared for the raucous festivities?
At this moment, Fu Qian also watched Frank’s actions with keen interest.
From his perspective, it was obvious that the potion contained a very subtle hint of transcendent power.
So it was not surprising that the drink could make one roar in such a way.
But that was about it; it appeared to be strictly an item for entertainment purposes.
Does Frank mean that tomorrow there will be lots of people drinking this to spur on their shouting?
The thought of that scene was certainly interesting.
“We should probably hurry and leave this place.”
The young woman with the nose ring recovered her wits and peered toward the beach, her voice low and urging.
Without a doubt, Frank’s recent roar had almost startled half the beach-goers.
Such a breach of the rules, in theory, could easily lead to their prompt return to custody.
In fact, the crowd that had been startled was now sitting up and looking around.
However, on seeing the group of four, instead of expressing annoyance at being disturbed, they even started to emit joyous and strange cries the next moment.
Not as exaggerated as Frank, who had drunk the potion, but there was still the sense of unstoppable ape-like bellowing.
The four of them looked at each other, finally able to relax for the time being.
They exchanged glances, seeking confirmation from one another.
“…I’m going to the restroom first.”
Fran, who initially seemed determined, hesitated briefly under the expectant looks of his companions and decided to take a urine break to cool off.
In the restroom, Frank continuously splashed cold water on his face until his chaotic thoughts gradually became clear.
But when he finally looked up, he discovered another person had appeared in the restroom at some point, wearing an unusual outfit and a very special mask with eerily gentle features.
Why does it look familiar?
A sense of familiarity furrowed Frank’s brow, but, unfortunately, he wasn’t given much time to remember as the other quickly left.
“What’s going on, Frank? Where are your clothes?”
When he returned to the group, dazed, he immediately provoked screams.
Looking down, Frank was surprised to discover that at some point, he had taken off all his clothes, and now he was only wearing underwear.
In a moment of realization, he understood why that person he saw earlier looked familiar.