958: Prism (31) 958: Prism (31) Indeed, when it came to the Abyss mentioned in the mission, Fu Qian’s first reaction was the previous target of everyone in the underground laboratory.
One must learn to uncover the commonalities among things; the Abyss has always been associated with pollution and chaos.
Along the way, among all the elements encountered so far, it seemed that the fluorescence was the most pollutive.
Although from the information obtained from the death row inmate, that substance was called “Prism.”
In fact, this was also a major reason Fu Qian felt uneasy.
“The company” had the freedom to name whatever they were researching,
but under the mission to find the source of the color, such a misleading name was too optimistic to be considered a coincidence.
Anyone hearing this name would most likely let their guard down and charge toward the lowest layer of Area Three.
Like his five teammates, for example.
To be fair, each of them had demonstrated their professionalism, and their styles of carrying out the mission varied greatly.
As a result of being misled, the group uniformly chose to go all in—one could tell from the results.
Such tactics had a rather heavy flavor of conspiracy.
With this reflection, Fu Qian didn’t open the door; instead, he jumped directly from a hole in the wall.
There were three acquaintances in the projection room; he didn’t want to disturb them by opening the door.
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Wondering how his teammates were progressing now.
Not long after, Fu Qian stood at the previously used secret exit, surveying the nearby research building.
Judging from the signs, no one had left through here again.
Although the connection between the third district’s basement and the Abyss was still a speculation at the moment, it was definitely worth exploring.
Theoretically, the safest approach would still be to use “Transcendence” to dissolve any potential invisible dangers directly.
In fact, on the way here, Fu Qian had seriously considered this possibility but ultimately did not do so.
The reason being, Fu Qian wanted to see how his teammates would perform under the current circumstances.
They would make certain choices that could hardly be replicated in any other scenario.
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Manipulating his body to open the Dark Gate, Fu Qian re-entered the passage.
Up to now, his strength had mostly recovered.
Thus, even though the space was cramped and his body large, his speed of movement was far faster than before.
In just a few breaths, he had revisited old territory and entered the elevator to go down again.
But when the elevator doors opened, the scene in front of him was fundamentally different from when he had left.
In a matter of moments, the fluorescent on the ground had exploded like a cesspool, leaving scarce a few spots to step on.
Even amidst the rippling waves, clusters of sprouts could be seen, reminiscent of a scene once witnessed on Adele’s head.
Creating such a ruckus, it seems everyone was really pushing it!
Fu Qian controlled his body to step out of the elevator and onto this bizarre scene.
But half a second later, his body suddenly sped up, stepping to the side.
The crisp sound of gunfire followed; two bullets hit the elevator door behind him that hadn’t closed in time.
Sparks flying, Fu Qian did not stop his feet, continuously changing direction, and silently counting in his mind.
Eventually, after nearly an entire clip of bullets grazed by, Fu Qian leaped forward abruptly, covering a distance of over ten meters and snatched a figure from behind some cover, knocking away the gun, Throwing Knife, and Dagger in their hand.
Indeed, the one who had fired was none other than a team member, Lady Star in her Fluorescent Supreme edition.
At this moment, this image-conscious team member, from head to toe, looked as if she had just blown up a cesspool.
Though only someone with a derailed mind would think of doing that, the individual before him indeed seemed mentally unstable.
“What… what kind of monster are you!”
Lady Star’s vision evidently muddled, and she made the glaring misjudgment of trying to get answers from someone she’d just riddled with bullets.
“Name?”
Fu Qian naturally wasn’t going to waste time enlightening her, so he responded to her question with another question while tightening his grip.
“Stella!”
As it turned out, this method of communication proved to be quicker and more accurate in gaining information.
Fu Qian even learned Lady Star’s real name for the first time.
“Why are you here?”
Encouraged by this, Fu Qian continued.
“…Henry!”