Chapter 1984: Mathematical Bliss (40)
Not very effective, Your Excellency.
Fu Qian's arrival had undoubtedly attracted the priest's attention, especially since he was sitting in such a classic spot.
But the judgment he'd made while still reeling from the shock was confirmed once more.
The old priest merely glanced over, seeming eager to try something, but ultimately held back and said nothing.
But Fu Qian's earlier comment about someone being ineffective hadn't been directed at him.
Fu Qian saw no need to be overly demanding of a clergyman who didn't even know who he served.
His criticism was aimed at the object of the priest's faith.
He knew the Seed of Ecstasy was already inside him, yet he'd still come to this church. The point was to provoke that "stomach" a little.
The plan had gone rather smoothly. The other party had recognized him, and from that moment, the joy in its heart had begun to grow wildly.
It wasn't a mental shock in the ordinary sense. It felt as if rot were spreading outward from an apple's core. This could only be revenge against an old enemy.
Unfortunately, even though he was now truly haunted by demonic delusions and consumed by wicked thoughts, there had still been no extraordinary change in his body.
That was right. One reason he'd deliberately done something so reckless was to quench his thirst with poison—to try to turn himself into a superhuman this way and gain another bargaining chip for the coming contest.
Unfortunately, the "stomach's" influence on this level seemed to be under many restrictions, much like the church, which didn't even have its emblem.
For now, the surging delight was confined to the mental realm.
Though resisting that rot wasn't easy, either. The greatest purpose of the Seed of Ecstasy was