The Hour of Devouring (Eighteen)

The Hour of Devouring (Eighteen)

As soon as Fu Qian asked his question, Goya's expression changed drastically, turning visibly sharp.

So there was a good chance he knew!

The reaction lasted only an instant before Goya returned to normal, but Fu Qian had been watching him closely and caught it without a doubt. He silently marveled at the discovery.

Judging by Goya's demeanor, he didn't seem entirely ignorant of the Abyssal Colt's true effects.

That was strange. As a substitute, didn't he know a little too much?

This had to count as a core secret, surely?

Something fishy was going on!

"Thank you for the warning, but haven't you overlooked one thing?"

In the subtle atmosphere, Goya was the first to break the silence.

"Your comparison to an impurity that can't be removed is interesting. To be honest, I used to have similar concerns."

"But I don't anymore. Do you know why?"

"Because aren't you standing right here as a successful example?"

At that moment, Doctor Goya's scientific reasoning was on full display. He looked at Fu Qian with admiration.

He had a point!

Even Cynthia's eyes lit up.

This guy was completely unreasonable, but his combat ability was terrifying. Compared with before, his power had increased beyond imagination, and he showed no sign of having been mentally affected.

He really was a perfect case study!

"Idiot! Reproducibility!"

Under Goya's fervent gaze, Fu Qian slammed his hand on the table and launched into a scathing reprimand.

"How could you forget such an important principle?"

"What can one exceptional case prove?"

"Look at all those defective products outside. Is that how you're supposed to waste the company's resources?"

"Then what do you want me to do?"

After being scolded over and over, Goya's tone had taken on a distinctly defeated air.