Chapter 2341: Chapter 2336: The List (23)
Thatâs too polite, old man.
The dilapidated house became quiet again, Cardonâs eyes were completely closed.
And his last words turned out to be exclusively to express gratitude, leaving Fu Qian deeply honored for a moment.
Thereâs more to be moved byânot just this; regarding the topic of euthanasia, the otherâs answer is also quite astonishing.
"You can do it when you feel itâs necessary," such a saying appears casual, but the confidence within can be described as surpassing eternity.
Unprepared, unable to respond, itâs almost universally abhorred by any life instinct.
Even including the Superior Beings encountered so far, regardless of their strong or weak states, you can vaguely sense their subjective initiative.
However, Cardonâs statement just now clearly transcends this point, to the extreme.
Not only can you opt for euthanasia, but even at any time you deem appropriate.
Coupled with the clear acknowledgment of a death plan, what is ultimately shown is absolute confidence.
That regardless of who one is, what the purpose is, what abilities one has... after all these variable risks are considered, the old man still gives discretionary power, believing it wonât affect the final outcome.
For a moment, Fu Qian seemed to empathize with the legendary acceptance before death, granting permission for everything.
Not just a feeling, it became clear to notice Cardon lying there, his breathing was slowing down.
...
Remarkably efficient, consolidating decades of drowsiness.
Breathing, muscles, even the movement of eyeballs, for Fu Qian, even if perception isnât so convenient, can easily discern the changes happening in a body entering sleep.
And the elderly person lying there at this moment, undoubtedly fully meets these criteria.
After completing numerous bizarre checklist items, he seems to have let go of the last remnants of attachment to this world, embracing release with infinite ease.
So much so that, theoretically speaking, at this moment all that needs to be done is a slap to complete the task.
As the last task of the week, itâs indeed an easy and graceful end.
Unfortunately, itâs only theoretical; this accumulated sleepiness for decades seems still too gentle.
Fu Qian did not move, merely sat quietly there with commentary.
For Transcendents, adjusting the body to appear asleep is not difficult, and such changes donât really qualify as a standard of judgment.
Whatâs more important is that currently, there doesnât seem to be any standard for judgment.
Cardonâs last wish seems ordinary, but in essence is not low in trouble degree.
On one hand, naturally because of losing the identity of the Master of the Dream Realm temporarily, right now although his body "sleeps," the state of consciousness is almost equivalent to a Black Box, difficult to investigate.
On the other hand, apart from investigating this aspect, what can be operated seems extremely limited.
For instance, the casual idle chatter just beforeâcan help with "euthanasia"?
Although asked like that, in Fu Qianâs assessment, feasibility should be very low.
All contents of Cardonâs checklist clearly arenât just for reconciliation with life, but with a very clear purpose.
And that purpose wasnât mentioned in the task introduction, and even Cardon himself has a very firm judgmentârevealing too much would affect the success rate of his plan.
As a result, although there was much discussion before, core topics never got touched.
The currently only basis for making judgments is the content of the checklist.
In any case, theoretically completing this last item would achieve Cardonâs "real purpose."
Thatâs why more questions were asked, as guessing from these surface clauses isnât easy, having more reference points is always good.
Even though Cardon Sr.âs answer, through its casualness, resonates with despair.
Being able to opt for euthanasia anytime implies this seemingly the only possible act wonât affect the outcome at all.
...
This task until now has, to be honest, really low risk.
The only Transcendent, Cardon, even after discovering the oddity of the "driver," showed no intention to attack.
But conversely, the degree of trouble is somewhat high.
The old manâs uniquely special feeling makes it seem to Fu Qian that even some adept dream manipulators would find it hard to violently complete the last item of this checklist.
Most likely it would rely on continuous probing to unravel the logic and purpose behind the checklist, completing it through normal solutions.
Cardonâs communication style is somewhat akin to a warehouseâexactly the more you know, the more heâll tell you.
Originally, given the completion method of warehouse tasks, it should operate wellâ
One failure isnât a problem, as long as thereâs newly acquired information, then the next attempt would involve longer chats with the old man, harvesting more...
But unfortunately, Fu Qianâs current authority has upgraded to the "Solo Bet" level, requiring any task to be completed in a single go; otherwise, itâs a direct San Points deduction of 5 and abandon.
Prevented getting stuck in some tasks while making this type in front become challenging instead.
Fortunately, he has always been a casual kind of person.
The only meaningful act of euthanasia isnât significant? Then donât do it.
Cardon Sr.âs breathing continues to slow, already reaching the stage of thread-like breaths, and in facing this scene, Fu Qian finally made a move.
Only he ignored the involved party, instead reached out to open a small cloth bag beside him.
Indeed, when he got off the car this time, he hadnât forgotten to bring the things bought from the little shop.
As the emergency kit was opened, he didnât grab bandages to bind wounds but continued to find a small bottle, opened it and sniffed.
Generally, putting liquid alcohol in such small packaging isnât very appropriate, susceptible to damage, but at this moment itâs rather suitable.
The next moment, Fu Qian placed the small bottle of medical alcohol at the head of the old manâs bed.
Though there arenât many trace elements within it, as a thin wine for farewell, couldnât find anything better at hand.
Throughout the journey, the old man indeed had numerous uncooperative aspects, but Fu Qian however did not hold dissatisfaction.
This Middle Tier contender, similar to a Wall-Facer, is doing something even the warehouse wants to assist with.
As for having only one bottle of alcohol? Thatâs not a problem.
Bang!
Fu Qian lightly flicked with his finger, sending the cap of a glass bottle flying, as he took a mouthful of the light green liquid within.
Drive without drinking, drink and donât drive, traffic safety matters.
This bottle of apple juice was just swiped from Raymondâs shop.
Unfortunately, its taste is similar to coffee, the symbol of green appleâs color clearly has too much artificial coloring, worrying about mutation if consumed excessivelyâcreak!
In the next moment, the outfit worth a fortune truly burst apart in more than one place.
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