Chapter 1824 Hong Yu
Let me look for... 3-0205, here.
The arrangement of the warehouse shelves is still not so neat, but I still didn’t spend much effort before I found the target I just contained.
Given that this mission felt a bit weird, he was very curious about what this contained object named Wan Yujie looked like.
I have to say that at first glance, you can feel the difference just from the packaging.
It's the same silver-white metal square box, but the size is a bit smaller, only about the length of a palm.
As he reached out to open the box, the contents were revealed.
Oh?
Fu Qian put his two fingers into the box, took out a bright red feather, and looked at it carefully.
Yes, the containment object named Wan Yujie is just a slightly curved red feather that is less than a palm long.
It's pretty, it's almost weightless in your hand.
Have you encountered a little too many feathers recently?
Given that we just inspected the remains of the prison archangel not long ago, it can be said that it is difficult not to arouse people's thoughts.
But this is not the only association that Fu Qian has - the idol of fools.
It is placed on the table not far away, and it is even one of the collections that occupies the core position. Not long ago, I borrowed his shape to guide the greedy insects.
The statue was covered with a bright red feather cloak.
Although the size is far different from the one in front of me, the color and shape are the same, so I still feel confident before paying.
Does it have something to do with fools... It's a fool's day, but it makes sense.
I had imagined this possibility when I heard this name before.
So the festival of All April's Day is really a fragment of power related to the authority of this god? Something like a conceptual anchor?
But on the one hand, judging from the previous situation, Fool, like many ancient gods who have fallen, is very inactive.
Even if I borrow His image, I will not be punished by God.
At the same time, no traces similar to the oath were found in that mission, indicating that He died more completely than the gods who were looking for tools?
It's quite reasonable, but there is a small problem here. The fragment of an ancient god's power that has declined to the extreme can actually cause such restrictions to himself or the warehouse?
So much so that the tasks assigned to you require complete shielding of abilities and items to solve.
If this is the case, how powerful was Mr. Fool in his heyday?
Or is it that he is like a certain sage, the Rainbow of Change, and has additional influence and control over the operation of the warehouse?
But so far, the power from the fool does not seem to be accompanied by any special malice...
Interesting.
Fu Qian was deeply satisfied with what he had gained from running over to take a look.
Although no clear conclusion can be drawn at present, there is no doubt that the statue on the table is worth paying more attention to.
It is a pity that its effect is a bit special, and the risk of insight into it like other things is too high.
Perhaps the night watcher can know more?
Perhaps it is possible to find meaningful clues in the cemetery of gods deep in the spiritual world?
Of course, the most ideal thing would be to see what kind of surprises the greedy insects can bring after their last display.
Silently thinking about the next step, after confirming that there were no other special marks on the feathers, Fu Qian took a step aside.
The next moment there was nothing in my hand, and the red feather reappeared in the square box.
As expected, you only have the right to view it, and you cannot take it away.
I had no objection to the strict scope of authority given by the warehouse. I closed the box before paying and returned to my collection.
Looking at the statue with red feathers and four hands and a beautiful face, he once again confirmed that the feathers have the same look and feel. At the same time, Fu Qian's face and body shape also changed rapidly, replicating the shape of the Fool's idol with meticulous gestures. .
Even the four arms of different shapes are restored.
...There was no response, the warehouse looked very calm.
The new look lasted for about half a minute, and after no one felt any anger from the surroundings, he snapped his fingers before paying and quickly returned to his original appearance.
What you did just now was anything but idle.
One of the meanings of such an attempt is that if Mr. Fool really has any special arrangements, then the behavior just now can be regarded as a reminder to the warehouse by striking while the iron is hot by completing the task just now.
Although judging from the results, the warehouse seemed to be under control, I seemed to be worrying too much.
But it doesn’t matter, there is another meaning. Since the Fool doesn’t mind, I will inevitably continue to plagiarize His image in the future. Try to debug it and restore it more accurately, the effect may be better.
As for now...
Fu Qian glanced at the messenger next to him, responded to the warehouse's call to leave, and put it directly on his face.
It's time to get off work.
As the screen changed, the scene in front of me switched to a sunny one with everything competing in Beijing.
Even on the second floor, you can feel the curiosity of the customers passing by in the alley outside.
……
God rewards those who work hard, it’s really a hearty business battle.
It was already dark. In a small street shop in Shangjing, the bookstore owner who had worked hard all day finally raised his head, closed the book in his hand and put it aside.
"Sorry it's closed."
Looking at the nearly double-digit number of customers in the store, Fu Qian stretched out his ambition and drove people away at the same time, even using His eyes stopped any customer who dared to walk towards the counter with a book.
As the last person out carefully closed the door, the shop officially ended its busy day.
“Have you had dinner?”
And he said hello to the only figure who was not leaving in the store, and Fu Qian indicated that he could sit next to him.
As expected of classmate Su Gao, he is indeed dedicated.
That's right, he is dressed in black and has a narrow hat, and is calm and composed. This person who directly caused the bookstore to close is none other than Su Gao, the executioner of hell who was ordered to do so in the face of danger.
Although according to Chief Yuan, she had been earning bounties not too far away before, she arrived directly before it was even late at night, and she could still feel how seriously she took her new task. .
“No.”
He immediately responded to the call and sat down. Facing the lively questions in front of him, Su Gao's expression became a little softer and he shook his head honestly.
"Then let's eat on the way."
Unfortunately, this time before paying, I had no intention of hosting a banquet and just stood up to indicate my departure.
“Yeah.”
Su Gao obviously had no objection to this arrangement.
"Would you rather be more spacious or quieter?"
The next moment before paying, there was an extra card in his hand, and he shook it and continued to confirm.
"...anything is fine."
"Then make it more spacious and quiet."