Facing an Ancient God for a Year

Chapter 1473: Chapter 1471: Straying Further Off the Path

Not bad, full of spirit.

The contents left in the fridge were sparse, but it didn’t stop Fu Qian from taking some time to prepare himself a breakfast.

And by the time he filled the last piece of perfectly cooked fried egg into his mouth, Fu Qian had completed today’s check.

Young people indeed.

The people he had kindly met with yesterday had already started a busy day, each one bustling about.

This included even Classmate Pei, the center of yesterday’s events.

Yesterday’s experience seemed to have made her acutely aware of the disadvantages of sleeping in; she was now sitting alone in the cafeteria, earnestly devouring the breakfast she had bought.

She was enjoying it, and the almost unchanged assortment from his memories made Fu Qian seem to recall their taste.

Of course, he wasn’t that nostalgic.

After washing and tidying up, and confirming nothing unusual, Fu Qian made no extra disturbances and activated the mark on his wrist again.

...

Almost without pause, he put on the Emissary’s Mask, and the next moment, Fu Qian was on the second floor of the bookstore, as if he had just woken up.

Only the sunlight outside the window was now much more intense.

Almost forgot, our business is also thriving.

Sensing the busy figure of Miss Wen downstairs, Fu Qian felt a sudden awareness of being a successful person.

As mentioned earlier, as a volunteer, Miss Wen’s enthusiasm was always reassuring.

Of course, even so, as the helm of the company’s development, staying away from the frontline was not advisable.

Not letting Wen Li toil alone downstairs, Fu Qian tidied up a bit and went straight down.

...

"Morning."

Thanks to the wise leadership of the decision-makers and the dedicated work of the frontline staff, compared to yesterday, the bookstore’s foot traffic had clearly increased once again.

In fact, it might be a manifestation of stable operations for two consecutive days; consumer confidence had been encouraged, thus increasing the frontline employees’ busyness.

Changing out of yesterday’s knitted sweater and long pants, Wen Li, wearing a black suit dress, was surrounded by more than one customer asking questions.

While her radiant beauty undoubtedly caught the attention of all male customers, the inquiring party at the moment was a young female.

With exquisite makeup, her questioning held an implicit aggressive momentum, complemented by her somewhat unnatural male companion, making the scene somewhat delicate.

Of course, this did not affect Wen Li’s composure, as she calmly and adequately responded.

She even promptly turned her head, smiling to greet the leader.

It was apparent that she understood well what was most important in the workplace.

"Morning."

Even with status and power, Fu Qian’s approach remained approachable, nodding in return, and amid the ensuing multitude of gazes, he sat down beside them.

"Are you the boss?"

Indeed, one cannot hide one’s aura; the first-time visiting female customer, after a slight pause, recognized his influence.

"Then just as well... your employee is very professional."

The next moment she glanced at Wen Li.

"However, I might still need a more specialized individual."

"Then you’ve found the right person. In the realm of the cultural industry, I consider myself quite authoritative."

Fu Qian’s response was far from modest, showing no intention of sparing his employee’s feelings.

"Good, I wanted to ask—"

"Lunchtime, everyone needs to exit first."

The female customer’s question was abruptly interrupted, and looking at the boss who seamlessly shouted to everyone, she froze in place.

Lunchtime? Many people just finished breakfast—so that’s the kind of authority?

Grasping the deeper meaning in his words, she was momentarily at a loss for words.

"Please help return the books to their places."

However, Fu Qian paid no heed, pointing at her book and reminding her.

"This is the one I want to buy..."

"So don’t forget after lunch break."

...

"Off we go?"

Among the customers, there were those who knew better, and under their lead, everyone soon left.

Through the process, Miss Wen, remaining emotionally stable, first glanced at Fu Qian and, blinking, asked.

"Lunch break."

Fu Qian tapped his head, emphasizing the wording just now.

"Oh... is there anything I need to do?"

Miss Wen’s spirits lifted slightly, and she inquired proactively.

Clearly, even though she was somewhat targeted just now, she did not think Mr. Fu was driving away unlikable customers with the decision for a lunch break.

For her, some slightly complex emotional scenarios were merely interesting subjects of observation; Mr. Fu could not possibly fail to understand this point.

This was also why she was concerned that he intended to close the store and leave first.

Since Mr. Fu had negated this point, undoubtedly there was something to be done.

"Similar to yesterday."

With an employee so understanding, Fu Qian naturally felt satisfied.

"... Emotional ripple?"

Slightly taken aback, Wen Li did not question further.

"Okay, what emotion do you need this time?"

"Fear, wait a moment."

Signaling not to hurry, Fu Qian quickly established contact with the many voices in his consciousness.

...

"Things are still too suspicious. We searched for His name for so long before with no result... and then suddenly the emblem appears right in front of us..."

Blurred images, blurred voices, but none could hinder Fu Qian from understanding the elderly voice’s doubts within the connection.

"Are you saying what we felt is all fake? That it’s not a blessing but a carefully devised trap?"

Quickly, a voice appeared in rebuttal, struggling to comprehend such blasphemy.

"Everyone is different; I don’t want to counter with my feelings back then..."

"But I just want to ask one question, if your concern is indeed right... what value would such an entity hoping to set this trap want from us, rather than killing us?"

"I admit what you said makes sense... but it’s just too coincidental; I still think caution is warranted..."

The debate was lively indeed.

Listening to the content of their conversation, Fu Qian praised it without surprise.

This contention naturally came from the Greedy Worms who had just received the Abandonment King’s blessing.

Clearly, even with the previous miraculous experiences, there were still disputes within them.

I suppose it couldn’t be more normal; after all, they were old hands at drawing people into this worldly society. How easily would they believe?𝑓𝘳𝘦𝑒𝑤𝑒𝘣𝘯ℴ𝘷𝘦𝓁.𝑐𝑜𝑚

But no matter, as a pragmatic guide, Fu Qian never blamed others for not being obedient.

If the victims don’t walk into a dead end, it only shows that the guidance technique was not refined enough.

And it’s not a one-off deal; we’ve got comprehensive plans for this.

Even from this morning exercise, there may be gains that can be utilized.

"It’s ready."

Upon the sound cue, the surging fear emanated from the always-ready Wen Li’s body and, following the connection, guided towards the disputing crowd.

And almost simultaneously, Fu Qian selected the elder with the most doubts who spoke first, attempting to activate the dragon-shaped statue in his possession.