Chapter 1253 - 1251: Where There’s a Volunteer, There’s a Way
This kind of high-level tactic, "feinting east while striking west," is certainly not the spontaneous handiwork of the "Horse."
After some interaction, Fu Qian felt he had gained a considerable understanding of the Celestial Sphere Sect’s modus operandi.
In summary, it could be described as "upright but ruthless."
Just like the commandments they upheld, within what they deemed reasonable limits, their methods were cold and unrelenting, but once the line was crossed, they displayed commendable restraint, never violating their principles.
Throughout this journey, as a new experimental case who piqued their curiosity, he had sequentially been exposed to nightmares, diseases, pollution, and finally, allowed himself to be bitten by a Bloodsucking Parasite linked to the contamination.
It was glaringly obvious that this was the extent of their limits.
Fu Qian didn’t doubt that Reginald could resolve the issue before them, but he could envision with utter clarity what the Sect’s follow-up reactions would be once this matter concluded.
Judging from Amila and her companion’s demeanor, it was likely that as soon as they left this place, the observational program triggered by his "uniqueness" would resolutely be terminated as an ineffective experiment.
Apart from some follow-up visits to assess if hospitalization in a psychiatric facility was necessary, it was highly probable they’d invest no further resources into him.
The World Within the Painting might even be treated as nothing more than an ordinary collective dreamscape.
And before squeezing everything possible from the Sect, Fu Qian would never allow such a thing to happen.