Chapter 698 - 698: You Know What to Choose
Chapter 698: Chapter 698: You Know What to Choose
The maze is neither a doctor nor a time machine, it’s an upgrade to one’s cells, making the body faster, stronger, and more vibrant.
Su Man’s hand will heal, Lu Yuwen’s foot will recover, and Bai Youwei’s legs can walk normally because their cells inherently contain the coded information of the human body.
But when the teacher left the maze, his body’s cells had already undergone changes.
The maze system, in its default state, didn’t regard the changes in the teacher’s body as defects, hence, even after the upgrade, the characteristics of the mermaid still remained on him, even more intensified.
Bai Youwei understood these facts, and was momentarily taken aback.
She would not place the blame on herself because of what Ya Chaohui said, but thinking deeply about this matter indeed left a bad taste in one’s mouth.
One man’s meat is another man’s poison.
In the maze, she gained a healthy body, while the teacher turned into a freak…
This was just the beginning.
In the future, there might be more things like this.
After all, not everyone views the game and the labyrinth as salvation, like her.
——What they want to defeat is exactly what she relies on.
The more Bai Youwei thought about it, the more confused she was. She chose to flee and stop thinking about it.
She climbed up and down, continuously increasing the height of the stairs, with the building blocks getting higher and higher, and getting closer and closer to the chandelier.
To her, this game is child’s play.
When Bai Youwei stood at the highest point, stepping into the chandelier disc with ease and receiving the gift box, she cast a contemptuous look at the rabbit-headed gentleman, full of arrogance.
The rabbit-headed Inspector smiled.
“Open it and see your reward,” it said.
In response, Bai Youwei opened the gift box to find a pair of shoes…
A pair of brown loafers.
William could grow in strength by collecting sins and not suffer from the negative effects that come with it.
That’s because he was merely the Goddess of Sin and Punishment’s tool.
Just as a knife in the hands of a murderer, no matter how many it kills, the sin of murder never falls upon the weapon itself.
But for the sake of efficiency, a murderer could sharpen it to a finer edge.
Yet no matter how sharp it becomes, once one chooses to become a tool, their potential as a person is lost.
No wonder this thing needs to be controlled—if it becomes rampant, the consequences would probably be quite exaggerated!
Fu Qian let out a deep sigh.
Besides, there was another important piece of information in the summary, that is, the last sentence—there are many such pitfalls alongside the path to godhood.
From this sentence, it was almost certain that this was not the only path of vow.
In Fu Qian’s earliest conception, the Transcendents’ path to promotion was supposed to be a series of divergent roads.
At each node, one would choose a branch through a special ritual and continue deeper.
So, keep going like this until you stand shoulder to shoulder with Divine Beings.
Now it seems that in addition to the hard-to-find divergent roads, there are quite a number of pitfalls on this path, the kind that one can’t climb out of once they fall in.
Utmost caution would be needed going forward.
After summarizing the gains of this trip, Fu Qian activated the mark on his wrist with satisfaction.
Time to clock out and go home.
As the scenery shifted, Fu Qian was already in his own living room.
It was noon outside, and everything inside was just as he had left it.
Has it really run out of charge?
As a qualified young person, Fu Qian reached for his phone first thing, only to find it completely unresponsive.
Not surprisingly, considering he had been away for several days.
Fortunately, due to good living habits, Fu Qian never left leftovers out.
So even after several days, there was no odd smell in the air.
With skilled movements, he plugged in his phone and turned it on, and soon a barrage of notifications began to sound.
Is it really that exaggerated?
Fu Qian frowned, checking the messages and missed calls from different people.
The earliest one was from Young Master Qin, who had called him on Sunday.
From the following records, although no one answered at the time, he didn’t find it too strange.
Two days later, the missed calls from him became dense, almost one every few hours, and he even left voicemails asking for a callback.
A day later, the phone clearly turned off, and there were more numerous notification texts.
In addition to this, there were various phone calls attempting to come through.
Wu Qingyu, Tan Ying, and this one… Pei Yanqing?
Fu Qian flipped through the records, matching them with his memory.
Seems like I’ve made quite a stir!
The Inspector’s voice lowered, “If you can’t reach the top, you will just be a stepping stone for others, Bai Youwei, do you want to be stepped on?”
Bai Youwei stiffly turned her head to look at the rabbit gentleman, “You…”
It smiled, leading her slowly and stably down with her hand in his.
“You know what to choose, don’t you?”