At a time like this, surely Your Excellency Rom had no leisure to deliberately interfere with academic research, right?
Anyone doing research had to learn to rule out interfering variables. And given Your Excellency Rom's style, he was certainly an expert at causing trouble.
If you wanted his cooperation in verifying something, shirking his duties would be the best you could hope for. It would be perfectly normal for him to give you a whole pile of gibberish.
Fu Qian understood all this, of course. But unfortunately, no one had ever earned the title of Academic Leader by running fast and snatching up research projects. It took genuine expertise.
Shirk his duties? There was always a time when you had no choice but to make him cooperate and put in the effort.
Gibberish? There was always a situation where you had to conserve every bit of your strength, afraid to spend even a little more.
Like the one right now.
Granted, after all that analysis, it seemed that he had suddenly become the one in a disadvantageous position. But that still hadn't stopped Fu Qian from continuing to explore the research value.
Your Excellency Rom was fighting for his life with everything he had. His eyes should be quite clear right now.
So, just as he hadn't been willing to spend the effort on an eighth slash earlier, there had to be a reason he'd suddenly made one now.
All he could say was that the Idol of Fools, an item that had been entrusted with high hopes, truly hadn't let him down.
So what reason could possibly have forced Your Excellency Rom to try to destroy it?
Curious, Fu Qian moved to the middle of the whale's body and carefully rubbed the doll in his hand.
The eighth slash,