Chapter 800: Chapter 798 Tranquilizer Chapter 800: Chapter 798 Tranquilizer Indeed, what was that famous saying again?
“Life may deceive you, but mathematics won’t.”
Though it was a magical task, it was a victory that respected probabilities.
Sitting at his desk, Fu Qian, who had easily solved the task at hand, allowed himself a few seconds of pride.
Of course, this task, theoretically speaking, was really quite simple.
Proving that all characters could be forcefully given a tranquilizer, as long as one had enough SAN Points, one could complete it just by the simplest trial and error.
As for the SAN Points saved by succeeding on the first try, Fu Qian wasn’t too concerned.
What he was most interested in was the implication behind this task.
[Task Evaluation: Dream Pursuer]
[As a wealthy merchant with substantial family assets, Hushima Zhigui developed many interests, including the exploration of the Supernatural World.
Among them, the indistinguishable truth and the dark and eerie parts satisfied his imagination immensely.
However, from a certain day on, he began to experience indescribable troubles.
After the situation intensified, he eventually still sought help from his own psychologist.
Dr. Nancy gave him a detailed diagnosis and recommended that he give up his hobbies, as yearning for something that can never be obtained is the ultimate torment for mind and body.
Hushima Zhigui accepted the doctor’s advice, and everything seemed to be headed in a positive direction.
That was until one day, he arrived at his appointment on time, conversing happily with the doctor when suddenly, he heard a familiar sleep-talking from the other party.
In the indescribable joy, he fell asleep on the clinic’s couch, entering a magical Dream.
In this Dream, there were doctors trying to redeem him, but also Messengers born from the same root of evil as the Dream itself, watching over this emerging “bubble” to determine if there were tracks of an Upper Will.
Unfortunately, the two doctors each held onto their own obsessions and, due to the dark contaminations that shouldn’t have spilt over, were able to overlook his Dream in a special stance.
If he were to fall asleep before the two Observers, the Dream that should have burst would continue because of the Observer’s presence.
Such an anomaly, akin to the Upper Will, would be immediately detected by the Messenger, and the powerful Night Watchman would then react strongly.
The earlier expulsion of the Messenger would trigger the same response.
Fortunately, neither possibility occurred.]
[Rewards: SAN Points +20, Tranquilizer]
[Current SAN Points 183, Current Inspiration 99]
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This task summary is a bit detailed, isn’t it? Could it be because I didn’t just rely on trial and error to solve the problem?
The more one explores, the more detailed the summary?
If this is the case, then it’s even more worthwhile for the luck I’ve used up.
Fu Qian was quite satisfied with the result.
The task summary undoubtedly confirmed his earlier conjecture.
The Dream was indeed based on Hushima Zhigui, and the two doctors were particularly special entities.
As for the Messenger, it surely referred to Brother Sam.
He was indeed arranged as a means, even crafted by the Night Watchman himself, coupled into the Dream in a special way.
And besides Sam drinking the tranquilizer, another rule that triggered the alarm was that if Hushima Zhigui fell asleep while both doctors were still awake.
Following his intuition and subconsciously leaving Hushima Zhigui for last was indeed meaningful.
In summary, my operation this time can be called a convergence of logic and intuition, a standard process of scientific exploration.
Speaking of which, why would the Night Watchman have such surveillance? It sounds crucial.
The task summary mentioned that the Messenger was set upon the source of evil, monitoring the arising “bubble” to prevent the awakening of some Upper Will?
And was the essence of my task to avoid arousing the attention of the Night Watchman?
In theory, Dr. Nancy and Kelly were “misunderstood” as an Upper Will, at worst it was a mere misunderstanding, so why should the warehouse care about such a trivial matter?
Wait a minute, the contaminations that shouldn’t have spilled over–could it be–Fu Qian recalled the mental storm rampant at Ye Island.
Emperor Yasui’s action of materializing his ill repute caused ideas to circulate more actively.
So were Kelly and Dr. Nancy contaminated by the patient due to that?
And if the Night Watchman took the “most violent reaction,” does it mean that they might discover Emperor Yasui’s moves–the warehouse doesn’t want them to discover Emperor Yasui’s actions.
So even the warehouse hopes Emperor Yasui’s ascension will proceed smoothly?
Faced with the conclusion he derived, Fu Qian’s brow slightly furrowed.
This Emperor Yasui, really had the feel of a Son of Destiny, not only were the times, geographic and human conditions favorable, but now even the warehouse thought his successful ascension was a good thing?
Things seemed to be getting more and more complicated.
Speaking of which, I haven’t looked at my special reward yet.
It can’t just be the Tranquilizer from the task, that would be too insincere.
While grumbling to himself, Fu Qian found the rewards section and was surprised the next moment.
[Introduction: A damaged ancient Holy Bell, which, while still exquisitely outward, can no longer emit sound to drive out the frenzy in people’s hearts. However, its unexpected heft, which is contrary to its appearance, allows it to achieve the same effect in another manner.]
[Special Effect: Misalignment, when used to strike the head, the mystical tone of the bell will resonate deep within the target’s consciousness.]
[Remarks: The damage makes its power take an even more ancient form.]
A God-forsaken more ancient form of power, it might as well just say it’s a headshot!
But the design is indeed nice, easier to handle than expected.
While grumbling, Fu Qian weighed the reward in his hands.
It was a pale golden Hand Bell, the size of a forearm, with a small hexagonal bell on top.
True to the description, it was damaged and made no sound when shaken.
Meanwhile, it was considerably heavy; fortunately, the handle felt extremely comfortable to grip.
The art style of this reward was getting stranger and stranger.
Placing the Tranquilizer on the much emptier desk, Fu Qian looked at the nearby Headcage, picturing himself with an iron cage in one hand and the bell in the other.
Although slightly odd, it was a rare weapon reward.
I could consider bringing it on some tasks requiring a special appearance.
[Today’s work is completed, you may now leave the warehouse, weekly progress 2/4.]
After consoling himself, Fu Qian decided to leave the reward in the warehouse and then donned the Messenger, going with the flow.
So the task just now, did it actually happen over these two days?
After all, the materialization of infamy was just the night before last.
Still the same scene upon departure, Fu Qian walked to the window after returning to the living room, in deep thought.
Despite the bright sunshine, it seemed as if an invisible storm was raging.
This trip to Ye Island had a very simple goal, to finish the project while gaining more insight into the competing Native Council.
Yet beneath this calm surface, a premeditated conspiracy was brewing.