Chapter 2472: Chapter 2467: The Pursuer of the Culprit
Do not reach out, reaching out will only get you caught.
At that moment, Fu Qian seemed to recall a certain classic slogan.
Even though his actions were so delicate, the darkness did not stir a single sound.
Even the power of this punishment was extraordinary.
If you’re hitching a ride, try not to scare anyone.
From this principle, Fu Qian at this moment manipulated his personal image quite a bit.
Aside from squeezing an extra face, even the ranking was compressed into the latest trend.
The end result was that at this moment, he was truly a Middle Tier Transcendent.
Yet facing a sudden restriction, at that moment, his arms felt so heavy, moving a pinky took a considerable effort.
Even as this suppression continued to rise, the person behind it still had not appeared.
Fortunately, his eyes could still move.
Faced with the irresistible invitation to stay, Fu Qian decisively chose to keep experiencing a youthful sensation, watching the waves surge outside the window again.
This time, the youthful sensation was even stronger.
This ship that seemed to be on its return journey had abandoned the technique of stability, allowing the winds and waves to batter it.
In the blink of an eye, the might of the ocean completely entered this space, plunging everything into turbulence.
Indeed.
Fu Qian’s first reaction at that moment was his good habit had not wasted the position chosen for the tray.
Extraordinary power is good, but it can’t be relied on excessively.
Though he had been under the protection of said power, with the ship steady like an iron chain of rings, he still placed the food in a spot not easily toppled.
That wrinkled candied dried fruit had yet to be thrown to the ground.
As for himself, even with limited mobility, he still stood firm.
However, one thing’s for sure, this did not involve foresight, it was someone assisting to achieve it.
The force that suppressed his movement seemed to dislike people falling to the ground making a commotion, at that moment, in the darkness, it was as if there were strands of ropes firmly fixing him.
...
He’s really back.
Though the wind and waves battered, everything felt so calm.
Besides, even though the stowaway was restricted, no one ever came to take him in.
Finally, Fu Qian, in this special pose, quickly discovered the outline of the harbor amidst the storm.
The distance was already close, and what’s shrouded there isn’t inferior to the vast rain and storm over the sea.
One can only say it’s no wonder everyone is so composed, having seen such scenes repeatedly, it indeed makes you deeply feel the insignificance of human effort.
The torrential rain was like vertical torrents, wantonly flushing every corner, making it seem like not even a single hidden speck of dust could remain.
As the city closest to the Sea of Ashes, for a moment there was an odd sense of contrast.
At that moment, Fu Qian felt sentimental, and watched as the distance got closer—Oh?
Yet at that time, bizarre behavior arose in waves again.
As the ship was about to return to port, it had no intention of anchoring, instead starting to steer away from the dock again.
...
What, the youthful sensation is still climbing?
Even Fu Professor, who was well-versed and experienced, could not help but admire the spirited energy reflected at that moment.
Indeed, there was no mistake, in the blink of an eye, the ship was already repeatedly swaying, once again departing from the dock, resembling a donkey frolicking in the rain.
Only at such a turbulent time, a demigod doing this here?
If it really is the case, Fu Qian suggests the Siren should organize Yasui’s people to come and take a look, it might cause quite a spirit shock.
No matter what, clearly there must be deep meaning in this action, making people increasingly interested in exploring a bit—but it’s a pity it seems I have arrived.
At the moment the ship just completed the turn, Fu Qian noticed his body was beginning to move, and completely without his control.
The suffocating blackness was climbing all the way, until it covered the entire person.
Then in the next moment, Fu Qian felt himself and that mass of blackness melt into the shadow of the ship, even falling all the way down.
He didn’t resist this at all, only taking one more look at that dried fruit he never got to eat, and sighed deeply in his heart.
...
Truly passing through the walls, this skill is indeed convenient.
Soon, Fu Qian discovered his whole body enveloped in icy seawater.
And the ship bearing the Siren mark was already speeding away in the storm.
Without causing any damage, he seemed to have slipped off the ship like uncontained butter.
One can only say the method is truly magical.
Of course, even more magical things were coming, like bats swimming in the water.
Straight-faced, Fu Qian watched one after another of these strange creatures riding the waves toward him, tugging at the shadows on him and heading straight for the shore.
Crash!
In between the waves, Fu Qian’s emergence didn’t make much of a commotion.
Instead, the breaking of the shadows on him brought about some invisible shock.
Fu Qian believed if this incident occurred on the ship, it should be relatively easy for a demigod to detect.
"Don’t try to make any noise, trust me, they definitely won’t hear it."
And while contemplating the risk of exposure, a bat by his side began to speak.
Clear diction, full of intent to communicate.
As for the meaning, it was quite simple, incorporating the previous actions, this was clearly not throwing him off the ship and asking for a fee, but a kidnapping—
Instantly controlling him, leaving no chance to send a signal for help.
Then as the ship approached the shore, using the previous methods to bring him down, only revealing themselves until now, remarkably decisive yet cautious.
Now the question is, what is the reason behind such decisiveness and caution?
"You hid well, if it weren’t for me taking another look after the ship had set sail, you might have truly escaped."
It turns out there was no need for Fu Qian to ask, the opposite party had already proactively answered, sounding extremely purposeful.
"Do you still remember this symbol?"
Not even giving Fu Qian a chance to argue, as another voice accompanied it, several bats flew in the air, sketching out a fairly simple pattern—
A crude palm shape, lines symbolizing fingers extending at unique angles, one of which bulging in the middle, forming an oval nodule.
This...
"I remember."
At that moment Fu Qian finally spoke, acknowledging the other’s statement.
How could he not remember, that was his symbol, the emblem of the Abandonment King.
...
Lady Selana is indeed persistent, tracking all the way here.
Indeed... shadows, bats, capturing suspicious individuals.
When these attributes appeared, Fu Qian already thought of his old acquaintance.
Now with the emergence of the Abandonment King’s symbol, the current situation was more clearly defined—he seemed to be captured as a Greedy Worm?
Although unsure of what intelligence Selana relied on to find this place, this is perhaps what fate delivers for too many wrongdoings?
