Workshop (Twenty-Six)
A material's value had been fully explored, so naturally it was time to move on to the next one.
Although, in Ess's eyes, Sophia was worth less than the trio, that was essentially because Fu Qian had misled her.
"What are you waiting for? Are you expecting her to die on her own?"
The very next moment, Ess once again demonstrated the fruits of Fu Qian's misdirection, expressing her dissatisfaction with his efficiency.
"Then why don't you do it yourself?"
Fu Qian didn't even turn around. He continued carefully examining the changes in the body before him.
With such an extreme distortion, the body had undoubtedly collapsed completely. Taking off the belt had done no more than ease her pain.
But with the pain eased, it was clear that something had been gained.
At the very least, some movements that seemed to involve her own will had become more frequent.
Good.
Realizing that, despite all her suffering, Sophia might still have a fragment of consciousness left, Fu Qian was satisfied. He continued the Return Edict, which he had already activated.
Academic pursuits required talent, and some people had no scientific spirit at all. Lady Ess, for example.
Just like with the trio, checking whether the Vacuum Flower was hidden inside the body before him would always be the last step, after they'd been reduced to pieces.
You had to uncover a subject's value one step at a time.
As mentioned earlier, he had to consider more demanding possibilities.
In fact, beyond the two ideas he'd already come up with, Fu Qian had an even more abstract theory: an anchor point.
If it rapidly faded away upon leaving here, but wasn't hiding inside the flesh and blood that had directly encountered it, then perhaps these bodies weren't hiding