Facing an Ancient God for a Year

Chapter 2836: Chapter 2831: A Higher Realm of Limb Attachment

Tens of thousands of tentacles, ending everything.

This belonged to a technique not shown before in the Archipelago.

Considering that Old Master Lu and the others also brought quite a few surprises, Fu Qian thought it appropriate to slightly increase the power in response.

The only problem might be the excessively intense sunlight, posing a significant test to the construction quality of the Limb Attachment Laboratory.

On one hand, the all-round, omnidirectional bombardment tore the building apart from within.

Amidst boiling ice and fire, it seemed as if a mushroom cloud erupted over the Archipelago at that moment.

On the other hand, as an attack enhanced by the Brilliant Tyrant form, this mushroom cloud clearly exploded not just on the Archipelago, but even within the "Divine Dream."

Thereby triggering space tremors many times clearer than before.

The tentacles, as if unable to speak, emitted wails under severe damage—

"Sure enough, Mr. Fu always brings surprises."

As the saying goes, never speak too early.

Fu Qian, his entire body almost stained into an avatar of the opponent’s blood, was just lamenting the lack of strike feedback when unexpectedly, a perfectly human voice appeared, halting the clash of ice and fire.

Even resembling a familiar human.

Fu Qian turned to face the direction from which the voice came, only to find an open view, surrounded by a barrier spiraled from tentacles.

And among the layers, near the beast head beside Old Master Lu, another head unexpectedly squeezed out.

Full of wrinkles, shaped like a marinated egg, who else could it be but Old Master Lu?

He even looked in good spirits, entirely not displeased by frequent portrait stealing.

"It’s comforting to see that your excellency still remembers my Rebirth Club after such a long time."

Facing Fu Qian’s gaze, he clearly confirmed that the other party recognized him, and cheerfully began to reminisce.

...

What’s with calling it your Rebirth Club?

My hard work built such a grand foundation, aside from providing a face model, what contribution have you made to the society?

Old Master Lu still addressed warmly, but unfortunately, there’s a book called The Art of Speech, which he clearly didn’t study enough.

Speaking the second sentence already aroused Professor Fu’s displeasure.

"Of course, I recall we explored this idea during our first meeting, and I remain quite interested in Limb Attachment."

Yet without fussing over the fruit-picking behavior, Fu Qian merely snorted in recollection and casually tore away the burned flesh, revealing newly grown skin underneath.

"Indeed... you are a born natural material."

Even someone as seasoned as Old Master Lu apparently couldn’t deny such a fact.

Observing the instantly healed wounds on Fu Qian’s body, Old Master Lu had to acknowledge the guy’s talent in Limb Attachment.

"A pity though, you’re clearly squandering this gift; after so much time, there’s only this little progress."

However, Old Master Lu also displayed a stern side, coldly smiling after merely envying for two seconds, expressing that this young man he once had high hopes for still managed to disappoint a bit.

"Ashamed to say, it’s apparent your excellency has made quite a lot of progress."

Yet Fu Qian didn’t seem to find anything wrong, slightly nodding while scrutinizing Old Master Lu’s two heads.

Perhaps they looked like two undigested pieces at first, but the seamlessly natural state gave an integrated impression.

...

"I really should thank you; without your actions back then, I fear I wouldn’t have achieved this..."

Fu Qian’s reaction was so overly natural that it was hard to discern truth from sarcasm.

Fortunately, Old Master Lu vividly wasn’t here for a quarrel of sentiments; after a pause, he proactively demonstrated.

Before his words faded, the massive silhouette only obvious by outline began rapidly becoming more real, fully fleshed.

Phantom reflections receded, replaced by a dark blue like night sky.

Seems like high control?

This scene undoubtedly indicated much, like Old Master Lu being no puppet, but rather the controller of this enormous body.

"To be honest, the initial process does cause some unease, but once you start digesting this discomfort, you find past Limb Attachments too superficial."

Old Master Lu even appeared uninterested in flaunting this point, genuinely sharing insights gained from the process.

Moreover, while speaking, another part of the body squeezed out, surprisingly another hand.

The process was more straightforward, revealing that the seeming "squeezing" was in fact naturally flowing, as if always attached.

Even rising towards the shoulder position, visible were one by one clear apertures.

Thin tentacles clustered there threading through, like stitching lines.

It almost seemed imaginable, Old Master Lu’s body parts navigating through mounds of tentacles, yet assembled in such fashion.

"You’ve actually thanked me already."

Imagining the peculiar scene, Fu Qian refrained from blindly worshiping authority, pointing out a tiny flaw in the opponent’s speech.

...

"At that time, you mentioned always wanting to fuse this thing but feared risks, unexpectedly finding a silver lining after my push."

It was Old Master Lu’s first silence since showing up, yet Fu Qian didn’t spare him, reciting more details.

It’s not a matter of politeness; self-proclaimed academics use logic as a premise for everything.

Committing such basic mistakes would undoubtedly severely undermine the credibility of scientific conclusions.

"No problem... fully worth thanking you a few more times."

A moment later, it appeared Old Master Lu not only recalled such an incident, but even realized the opponent’s verbal skill, knowing best not to retort.

"Why waste so much breath on him?"

Sadly, not everyone comes to enlightenment.

Before his voice faded, Fu Qian noted yet another anticipated voice echoed familiar lines.

Lord Kikuchi?

Just as it was two-sided in fire and ice before, hardly could it be left alone.

Fu Qian followed the voice and successfully located another familiar face.

It was another giant of the Rebirth Club, who once set the trap with Lu Ming intending to use him as an experimental subject.

Even now, the form displayed was a head.

Clearly in a similar peculiar sewn state like Old Master Lu.

"Quickly dispatch him; his form isn’t right, prolonging will have significant repercussions."

And Mr. Kikuchi Sr. retained the same fiery temper, immediately urging action.

Besides, it must be said this form seemingly aids in cognitive improvement.

At least Kikuchi depicted the harm of the Brilliant Tyrant quite aptly.

The longer the stay, the heavier the pressure on this place.

But this isn’t really the focus; the focus is the two seemingly have a clear grasp on their predicament? Not, as it were, not realizing fortune amidst fortune.