Chapter 1853: Seedbed of Artifact Species (3)
So they really had come to grant a general amnesty.
Fu Qian naturally had no intention of doing anything pointless. Even as that cold warning rang out, another silent presence had appeared behind him, also helping to remove his restraints.
In theory, the role he was playing at the moment was someone who could neither see nor sense much of anything.
It was only natural to be wary when someone came up behind you and started fiddling with something. So that blunt warning was perfectly understandable.
As for the exclamation just now—"There really are two"—that was hardly surprising either.
Like the things on their bodies, the materials in this cell were clearly unusual.
Someone outside might be able to hear the two of them talking, but without the aid of their other senses, and with a two-person cell being uncommon, it was possible they would think someone had gone mad and was talking to himself.
Speaking of which, Warehouse's identity arrangements were starting to feel more and more perfunctory.
Fu Qian was quite sure he had started this mission in his own appearance. There had been no sign of an alias or anything of the sort; he had simply been put in an oversized outfit.
And not only had he been given no identity, he hadn't even been assigned a cell of his own. They had simply put him in with someone else.
Judging by his cellmate's reaction during their conversation, there wasn't even much trace of Fu Qian's background in the man's memories. A moment's reflection had been enough to make him suspicious.
"You can stand up now. The thing on your head will be a little trickier."
The calm, capable voice of a woman came from behind him as he mused.