The Moment of Devouring (I)

[Identity verification complete. Today's work begins]

[Warning: containment breach]

A moment after activating the Return Edict, Fu Qian took off his mask and entered the Warehouse.

The familiar prompts appeared immediately.

Clearly, the Warehouse had no intention of giving him the day off just because it was his last day.

[Name: Horse Leg, Number: 2-155]

[Today's work has been updated: enter the containment scene for 2-155 and complete its recontainment]

[Current Sanity Value: 106, Current Inspiration: 99]

A Level 2 item? He'd thought he might get a mission to kill himself.

As he mused, Fu Qian's attention fell on the mask beside him.

After being cleansed by the Return Edict, the mask now looked spotless. There wasn't even a trace of blood on it.

Next time he put it on, he shouldn't have to worry about being sent back to Shangjing and forced to buy another boat ticket.

The reason he'd thought he might get a mission to contain himself was that the Warehouse had always tried to cover up the Kanna Kisaragi incident. What he'd done earlier had gone very much against its wishes.

But for now, his test hadn't drawn any response. The Warehouse didn't seem to be planning to turn him into inventory just yet.

[Due to scene restrictions, you cannot bring any equipment or weapons]

[Choose your skills]

That was a thing?

While eyeing the new prompts with curiosity, Fu Qian selected all his skills and confirmed.

Since he'd never even come close to hitting his carry limit, he usually just selected zero for both items and skills without looking.

This was the first time he'd encountered a restriction on a specific item, though. He wondered what kind of strange scene awaited him.

As he pondered, the surroundings shifted rapidly.