Katon Diggins, an old man on the brink of death, seemed to have done something extraordinary.
In the silent Warehouse, the notification that all this week's tasks had been completed had already sounded.
Yet Fu Qian weighed the special reward in his hand and didn't hurry to leave.
It looked utterly unremarkable, yet it contained a shattered destiny of godhood?
He had always considered his reading comprehension decent, and in Fu Qian's eyes, the effect of this Calamity of the Unworthy Godslayer ranked among the most outrageous task rewards he'd ever seen.
It would be tainted by a destiny of godhood, drawn toward an invisible path?
He'd just lamented that he had no idea how to perform a genuine First Order ritual, and now something like this had landed right in his lap?
How thoughtful.
Of course, there were plenty of problems.
For one, it was almost certainly not his own path to godhood...
For another, the Warehouse had let him down more than once or twice. Its reliability might be a little better than the inspiration his Bewildering Brother had given him last time, but there was still no avoiding the risk of hidden pitfalls...
And then there was the fact that this was a "shattered" destiny of godhood, even named Black Dream. It wouldn't be surprising if putting it on led straight to his downfall—but it was still extremely valuable.
Even with all those problems, Fu Qian didn't mind trying it when the time was right.
First, there was the chance to learn by analogy. Even the ancient Higher Beings were still learning modern things. Rainbow of Yao Bian had even opened a nightclub. How could a young man of the new age like him afford to stand still?
Of course, there would be danger. But how could