Chapter 2800: Chapter 2795: 13-Day Tales (52)

The price is actually quite reasonable.

Cooperate well, and you’ll be free; even in various films and TV shows, such transactions are common.

While expressing that the precursor is his favorite patient, the lead doctor Servis openly asked Fu Qian for help targeting, which Fu Qian found completely logical.

Time is running out; the precursor could make a more extreme move at any moment.

Servis only proposed the content of the transaction at this point, which shows he was quite composed.

"So Laxik was finally sent away by you?"

However, Fu Qian was more concerned about a particular detail in the conditions.

"Secretly sent away... In the end, she wasn’t in a good state, the whole person was on the verge of collapse, unable to do much anymore."

Servis emphasized "secretly," and pointed to the notebook in Fu Qian’s hand.

"Imagine it, hope brings disappointment, the more you believe in the power of this thing, the more the final result crushes you."

Fu Qian didn’t find anything wrong with this either, nodding slightly.

It was clear to him that after Laxik made her way here, the real breaking point was writing those words in the notebook.

At a dead end, under unbearable pressure, a nerve on the brink of snapping, and suddenly seeing a Book of Truth that could confirm anything, with no need for further temptation, few can resist trying it.

Yet, the last thread of hope is shattered by the cold writing on it, unable to catch a breath, very normal too.

"So you really know this notebook?"

Servis seemed surprised, struggling to understand how Fu Qian knew its purpose. ree

But some strange phenomena are hard to deny, such as how the other party has resisted writing even a word on it until now.

"I’ve seen a similar one... So, did you tell Laxik how to use it?"

Fu Qian remained truthful.

"No, it was the precursor who told her; I was just an observer throughout."

It’s hard to say how much belief there is in Fu Qian’s statement, but Servis still distanced himself from responsibility, emphasizing he was merely sitting there watching.

"Understood, at that time, the treatment for the precursor had basically failed, might as well make some use of it, proving its effect to him."

Fu Qian found nothing wrong with this, nodding slightly, even agreeing somewhat.

"Besides, this was also an opportunity for Laxik to show her capabilities if she had any; such a desperate situation helped her exhibit it to the fullest extent."

Not only that, it even uncovered more value within.

...

So where did this person come from? Why do these words sound so natural?

Under the dim light of the Black Box, the atmosphere suddenly shifted.

Inside and outside the desk, two people discussed, as if conducting a rigorous and detailed topic evaluation.

Their temperament was surprisingly similar, akin to a high mountain stream meeting a kindred spirit, filled with indifference to human nature.

And as Fu Qian brought up the "technique for squeezing remaining value out of Laxik," Servis couldn’t help but have a meaningful look in his eyes.

"That’s right, the precursor has that name because he sees himself as a Master of Prophecy."

Nevertheless, such efficient exchanges in a time-sensitive moment are not a bad thing.

Servis immediately introduced the next target to focus on.

"His hobby is predicting events that will happen in the coming period and firmly believes it’s an unparalleled talent—because he is often right, and the number of correct predictions increases."

So, it’s such a magical element?

Turns out the director couldn’t help but reveal his mercenary nature.

"Is it because you coordinate with him more?"

Regarding the Master of Prophecy’s claims, Fu Qian listened with a sigh and responded casually.

"Yes... His prophecies come true because I would enact certain events in the institution based on the contents, thereby turning the prediction into reality."

Servis glanced at Fu Qian again, even flashed a smile, a mix of surprise and satisfaction.

...

Is it really like this? There’s no need to rush into incorporating magical elements.

Servis’ transparent action has undoubtedly flipped certain matters once again.

The Master of Prophecy’s accuracy came from having his prophecies made into reality.

This carries a touch of black humor, but it also coherently ties together the journey so far.

Imagine that scenario casually, the previous metaphor of a duo fits perfectly for these two.

"No choice, the precursor’s symptoms are too severe, persuading him directly is too difficult, guide tactics had to be used."

While Fu Qian imagined, Servis continued to sigh, indicating there’s a reason behind this practice.

"No need to explain, I understand, I’m doing similar things too."

Fu Qian just waved it off, indicating he’s not part of the medical ethics committee, and such conduct isn’t unheard of.

Yes, referring to a certain wealthy lady, Cecilia Gatesby.

Evaluating his actions toward her shows an unmistakable similarity in methodology.

"I’ve foreseen this would be an enjoyable cooperation."

Servis, growing accustomed to the surprises Fu Qian brings, increasingly satisfied, even started mimicking the precursor’s style.

"Overall, the situation is straightforward; the precursor knows what’s inside here, and knows I’m waiting for him here.

"So no matter what, he won’t come in himself, choosing instead to use predictions to dispatch innocent people to face the impact... like the last time with Laxik."

Servis gestured towards the direction from which he had just come.

"With her will power on the verge of collapse, the precursor won that round, and out of humanitarianism, I sent her away from there—"

"Mainly because it’s rather dull, right? Ultimately, she seems just like an ordinary person, lacking anything particularly interesting about her."

Unfortunately, his words were soon interrupted by Fu Qian, pointing out a more core reason for releasing her.

...

"Ha, haha... You’re right, there’s no need to embellish in front of an expert."

After a brief silence, Servis finally laughed aloud, unabashedly agreeing with Fu Qian’s assessment.

"Compared to you, she falls quite short, merely a common person with a strong survival instinct... dull, exceedingly dull!"

Deciding not to pretend any longer, his attitude toward Laxik became clear.

Not feeling that the latter had worked hard, but after some evaluation, concluded her mind was excessively normal, thus not belonging here, so she was directly thrown out.

In reality, this isn’t good news, because Fu Qian, who received high praise from him, obviously should belong here based on this logic.

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