Chapter 1721: Bitter Fruit (10)
So it still wasn't going to show up?
Watching Dorian, who looked ready to lose patience and plunge the long spike into him after his response, Fu Qian was thinking about something else entirely.
Yes, the reason he'd been so unkind as to raise Brother Dorian's guard wasn't that he had any complaints about what had happened so far. It was simply that the Warehouse's instructions were proving hard to come by.
From the initial name and number to escaping the Healing Dreamscape, and now through his conversation with this attending physician, there had been not so much as a peep from the mission Warehouse. It was acting as if it would let him do whatever he wanted, like an open-world game.
Unfortunately, after dealing with it for so long, Fu Qian didn't think this peculiar presence was capable of being so easygoing.
He was more inclined to believe what he'd vaguely suspected from the beginning: this place was unusual, and it had somehow constrained the Warehouse. The mission briefing was one example.
The solution to this was actually quite simple.
As its administrator, he needed to be more proactive—to stir things up like a catfish and provoke the Warehouse into assigning him a mission.
Although that went against his usual low-profile style, and exposing himself while still in the dark would objectively make the mission harder.
But blindly taking things slowly might also cause him to miss his window, making things just as difficult.
The choice was his to make.
And in the end, Brother Dorian became his first victim.
First, he'd escaped the Healing Dreamscape almost without hesitation. Then, once he was out, he'd acted far too bluntly and aggressively. That should have been enough to raise Dorian's guard as high as it