Chapter 1422: 1420: A Small Gift

Chapter 1422: Chapter 1420: A Small Gift

“Yes, but…”

Faced with Fu Qian’s rather spontaneous question, Wen Li’s expression appeared slightly strange, but she nodded nonetheless.

Without any hesitation, in the next moment, she quickly took out an item and handed it over.

Interesting, very thoughtful.

With one glance, Fu Qian instantly understood the source of that oddity just now—a palm-sized, exquisite little gun.

Even with specially formulated ammunition, for a dignified Fourth Phase combatant to use such a weapon was clearly not going to add much to their combat prowess.

While she couldn’t compare to her former self, Wen Li’s current state still allowed her to wield absolutely considerable lethality at will.

Moreover, Fu Qian could fully confirm that from start to finish, this gun carried no transcendent energy.

“Very smart!”

Wen Li looked a bit embarrassed by the compliment, but Fu Qian took it without any hesitation, even naturally offering praise.

Meanwhile, he had already pulled out the magazine.

Indeed, standard ammo, the caliber being the most common type, and the magazine wasn’t even fully loaded.

A weapon suitable for a Fourth Phase transcendent is certainly precious, but given Wen Li’s family background, even if she couldn’t acquire it, getting something slightly inferior shouldn’t be an issue.

In fact, at this moment, a delicate pendant slipped into the neckline of her slender white neck seemed quite interesting to Fu Qian, perhaps meant for self-defense.

Compared to this attack weapon’s simplicity, it’s a clearly intentional choice.

…

“Considering the nature of the action, I thought this might be more suitable.”

Receiving Fu Qian’s compliment, Wen Li seemed instantly pleased, explaining with a smile.

“Suitability rather than blindly pursuing power is a barrier many find difficult to overcome psychologically.”

Fu Qian nodded slightly as he listened.

Although Miss Wen has always prioritized caution, never stupidly putting herself in danger due to curiosity or competitiveness, her combat skills are indeed commendable.

The reason for saying choosing such a weapon is smart is simple: the application scenario.

As a behind-the-scenes strategist guiding the situation, with the ranking suppression, the odds of Wen Li being discovered were not high.

But if she was noticed for any reason, in a place like Shangjing, situations of full firepower and fight-to-the-death were nearly nonexistent.

It would just be an escape.

Under such circumstances, what type of weapon suits an escape?

Compared to “Mercy,” in a pursuit, would firing a shot make any difference?

Wen Li’s combat style undoubtedly focuses on mental and emotional influence, almost a control-type player with no special effects.

Shooting an ordinary bullet at a victim who sensed something unusual could itself be a psychological attack?

Could this weapon choice imply it’s truly not a transcendent who wielded it?

Is there a possibility of being misled in a special way, leading to wrongful death?

Under the Night Watchman’s stringent enforcement, all transcendents were highly sensitive in this area.

Although not enough to abandon the pursuit, any hesitance could be easily amplified by Wen Li’s abilities, greatly increasing the chances of escape.

Even in the unlikely scenario of needing to kill, considering Wen Li’s capabilities, it would be in a scenario where the opponent’s ability to fight back was neutralized, rendering weapon type irrelevant.

Even with ordinary bullets left in the head, coroners might be perplexed once more.

In summary, Miss Wen’s choice is not rash and evidently took much consideration.

However, it still means she lacks lethality against a powerful target, limiting her counterattacks when her adversaries are hidden from sight.

…

Click!

Fu Qian fished out a golden bullet from the magazine and toyed with it.

“How’s your marksmanship?”

“…It’s okay.”

Watching his actions, Wen Li replied with assurance.

Considering her usual modest style, her self-praise of adequacy likely meant precision, validating her weapon choice.

As to why she had such marksmanship… Fu Qian recalled the various blank masks she once displayed, feeling it was unnecessary to inquire further.

This wealthy young lady’s life was evidently vibrant, making her gun proficiency hardly surprising.

“However, such bullet power isn’t great; a transcendent with some body enhancement might not even have them penetrate deeply with a direct hit.”

At this point, Wen Li indeed showed some expertise, continuing to supplement at the side.

“It’s precisely because it can’t penetrate.”

Fu Qian didn’t mind at all, and in the next moment, under Wen Li’s somewhat surprised gaze, his fingernail effortlessly carved a mark on the brass bullet tip.

As if realizing something, Wen Li did not interrupt, but watched intently as Fu Qian’s fingernail transformed into a sculpting tool, slowly carving a pattern.

Indeed, it was the Abandonment King’s emblem that Tyler had demonstrated before.

…

Indeed, it was much easier than operating remotely.

Examining his work and feeling the connection between himself and the emblem, Fu Qian nodded satisfactorily.

In the next moment, he recalled previous operations, casually cut his fingertip, and smeared a drop of blood on it.

On the topic of making talismans, Fu Qian hadn’t done much research.

Despite seemingly multiple ways, a fundamental condition appeared to be needing special transcendent materials as a medium.

Fortunately, as a mythical creature, Tan Ying’s bracelet had previously proven the effectiveness of his blood; under a Second Phase, it should theoretically be even stronger.

And so it was, as he beheld the bullet seemingly attaining some sublimation, Fu Qian cautiously infused it with the “Calamity” from the Abandonment King, reflecting on the grandeur of a God’s perspective.

Even though he hadn’t activated the mythical form, he could still feel his freedom of operation.

Making talismans was far more complex, but as the incarnation of calamity, strict procedures appeared unnecessary.

Under Wen Li’s bated breath, Fu Qian soon had the bullet standing on the table, returning it to her.

“From my experience, don’t load it as the first bullet.”

Easily completing this operation, Fu Qian casually instructed the usage.

“When your opponent deems evasion unnecessary, this bullet will grant them true calamity. Though, it should also be effective if you need to execute directly.”

“Ah… Thank you!”

Although this on-the-spot handiwork seemed nothing like a peerless divine weapon, it fit Fu Qian’s idea of a small gift perfectly.

Wen Li was quite satisfied with this level of gratitude, carefully storing the bullet, looking at the emblem and wanting to say more.

“I am not.”

Fu Qian, however, seemed to know what she was thinking and directly shook his head.

“But I’m well-acquainted with Him.”

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