Facing an Ancient God for a Year

Chapter 2665: Chapter 2660: The Eight Wicked Women (36)

"What if I open the door after I get out?"

For Su Gao’s final instructions, Fu Qian didn’t comment much, but instead started imagining the future.

Yeah...

This relatively flexible mindset seemed to inspire the surrounding audience as their joyousness continued to surge.

"It’s useless; the remaining people have already deeply integrated with this place, even if the door is open, they can’t leave."

Unfortunately, the next moment, Su Gao poured cold water on some beautiful expectations, shaking her head to indicate it wasn’t that simple.

As expected.

Fu Qian didn’t feel disappointed, or rather he already knew the answer when he asked the question.

If they could just leave once the door was open, then Su Gao wouldn’t need to bother, she would just leave first and open the door herself.

"And after I leave, I probably won’t be able to destroy this place either."

Without waiting for Fu Qian to inquire, Su Gao already continued to negate other possible plans.

"For one thing, its ranking is too high, and for another, for the reasons above, all of you have deeply integrated with it. The best result would be to destroy it together."

Quite right, it’s clearly something closely related to Lord Stomach, and trying to completely destroy it isn’t easy at all.

Her explanation once again gained Fu Qian’s agreement.

"Then you go out, open the door, and then try to get me out?"

However, at the same time, Fu Qian continued to make technical adjustments, trying to combine the previous plans.

"Still no, I can only provide help under the current conditions; once disconnected, I lose this ability."

Unfortunately, Su Gao remained affirmative in tone, denying this bit of cleverness.

...

It makes sense; you can only produce Antitoxic Serum when you are poisoned.

Fu Qian once again felt the boiling excitement from the surrounding, stemming from the hopelessness of never being able to get out—perhaps it should be called claustrophilia?

Su Gao’s explanation seemed logical to him; otherwise, the current dilemma wouldn’t count as one.

But this way, aside from sending himself out as the last insurance, does the situation really have no solution?

"Then if the door is open and you’re still inside, can you take me out together?"

Never give up easily, Fu Qian continued to innovate and improved on the cleverness.

"Regrettably, my ability shouldn’t be sufficient to escape from here twice."

Su Gao showed no signs of annoyance, softly stating that Echo also had its limits.

Perhaps if the door were open, she could take Professor Fu out, but going out first to open the door and then coming back in, such a reckless operation—even she probably couldn’t keep herself safe.

"Got it, so our technical problem to solve is how to open the door without you needing to leave..."

Fu Qian exhibited an understanding expression, quickly concluding—though this conclusion seemed somewhat useless?

Between questions and answers, facing this brainstorming session, the audience clearly had similar feelings.

It seemed like a remarkable conclusion was reached, but where to find someone who could help open the door?

It was clearly demonstrated earlier, as long as one is poisoned, the door becomes some sort of rule-based barrier.

And currently, it’s apparent everyone here has fallen victim...

"You’re not planning to just call for help, hoping someone passing by will lend a hand, are you?"

But eventually, the quick-thinking leadership, Chief Yuan, finally couldn’t hold back and made a bold guess despite his consistent expression management.

Though it sounds a bit absurd, it builds on Professor Fu’s slightly absurd ideas...

"Makes sense, I am indeed planning to ask for help."

Who would have thought, the next moment, Professor Fu actually acknowledged the idea of seeking help.

Searching for a particular name in his memory, his eyes fell on Lady No.7.

"Rachel?"

...

All encountered so far were acquaintances, yet only one has consistently been referred to by a codename.

Anyone with the slightest curiosity would and couldn’t help but speculate on the true identity of the lady with no hair on her head, and Fu Qian was no exception.

The only problem is, Professor Fu is often rumored to have a chaotic personal life, knowing too many women.

In front of him was even someone like Nepheli, who was brought back posthumously, thus expanding the pool of possible candidates.

Luckily, at first glance, Lady No.7, though no longer youthful in appearance, has some distinctive features.

For instance, her abilities aren’t very strong, she’s somewhat straightforward, knows a bit about the psychic series...even her appearance has been destroyed.

To some extent, a lady has a natural love for beauty; even if it’s to hide her identity, such a method is a bit too drastic.

So in Fu Qian’s view, perhaps Lady No.7 might have had some disfigurement naturally and wanted to emphasize it.

And such a role, he indeed knows of one—a character named Rachel from a task involving "Artificial Eye," full of colorful psychic threads.

Strength somewhat frail, not very bright, and in their first meeting, she hit him with a spirit shock.

In fact, even at the very start of that task, he was in the situation of being cuffed as a captive.

Of course, the last bit is quite esoteric and cannot be used as evidence.

Luckily, there’s no need for much evidence, as it’s soon to be verified—

"You..."

Facing Professor Fu’s call, at that moment, Lady No.7 seemed slightly dazed, gazing at Fu Qian without denying.

...

Looks like it’s correct... it really is Rachel?

Her hesitant demeanor seemed not only to confirm the identity but also helped verify the spirit steel seal matter.

"Rachel" indeed, as imagined, straightforward; her reaction to the issue made it hard not to believe she had no connection to that name.

If it were just about being called out by name, she could simply deny or be candid, not responding so oddly.

Her reaction looked more like she wasn’t surprised Professor Fu knew her identity, just thought it inappropriate to reveal it now.

This naturally brought to mind the previous "Professor Fu’s instructions."

So like the others, she also had a secret agreement with Professor Fu?

One could only say, with ongoing exploration, the setup for this task seemed increasingly well-ordered.

"Could you help open the door? With the strength of your body."

Amidst admiration, Fu Qian wasted no time and directly proposed an unreasonable request, even truly directing his gaze at Rachel’s body covered by clothing.

"...Why do you think I can open it?"

Rachel seemed somewhat uncomfortable being watched, but this discomfort was also turning into pleasure.

"No, I never thought you could open it."

Fu Qian indicated she shouldn’t overestimate herself, while recalling a certain "Li Min" head.

In fact, he hadn’t mentioned another esoteric factor earlier, the reason for suspecting she is Rachel is because it feels like there should be eight familiar faces here.