It was indeed right not to use this contingency plan easily.
Looking down at the pit on the ground, Fu Qian felt the aftershocks around and thought to himself.
The situation just now was simple, he chose a suitable mont and transford into the Abandonnt King.
And as anticipated, the mindless white-faced person, who almost acted on instinct, clashed hard with him, losing all accumulated advantages at once.
Besides the successful strike, his current state beca unprecedentedly clear to him due to the change in perspective.
For instance, beyond the healing dream, he himself was sitting inside the Stone Tower...
In the corner, Doctor Dorian, eyes tightly shut, still desperately struggling...
Nurous dolls belonging to both natives and outsiders...
And another Akons that overlapped yet absolutely didn’t intersect with this "real world."
Indeed, trapped outside the glass, wasn’t it?
Confirming the predicant he speculated earlier, Fu Qian even attempted to perceive the Akons that couldn’t be reached.
As he clearly observed Dorian leisurely manipulating the dolls in the consulting room, a peculiar feeling arose as if there was a gaze also reflecting back on him.
Unfortunately, this feeling was elusive, so much that Fu Qian did not exert much effort before directly withdrawing from the Mythical Form.
The reason for doing so was simple, the aftershocks in his perception weren’t only from that one kick just now.
With the appearance of an Abandonnt King, all Akons whether real or illusionary trembled uncontrollably, on the brink of collapse.
After a simple estimate of the strength, Fu Qian basically concluded that before he could break that layer of "glass," they should have all crumbled.
Indeed, there was an issue with the operation of the first contingency.
Sighing, Fu Qian’s figure disappeared on the spot once again, crossing downward with Blood Conquest, catching up to the white-faced person’s steps.
...
See, what does it an to control the force?
Upon reappearing, Fu Qian was already in a dim underground space.
Not very spacious and even dusty, yet reassuringly, with a trace of indescribable, enticingly intoxicating sweet fragrance mixed in.
Indeed, that kick just now sent the white-faced person straight into the underground consulting room.
The direction of continuous retreat wasn’t chosen randomly, the structure of the church above and below was already mapped in Fu Qian’s mind.
Accompanied by perception and power control as the Abandonnt King, he even precisely controlled the landing point in the center of the stone chamber.
Considering potential risks, Fu Qian never intended to maintain the Mythical Form for long so choosing a strategic position for action was essential.
For now, the main event of this journey was about to begin.
"Thank you for holding your positions, I’ve brought a friend."
Nodding slightly to four dust-covered Hilarys, Fu Qian directly stated his intention.
Not disappointing his expectations.
Alongside the disturbance and the celestial anomaly, amidst the chaos, while failing to retain the patient, the four Hilarys resolutely stayed back themselves.
"We hit it off right away, I won’t accept treatnt until he’s cured."
And persistence eventually paid off, they suddenly had two patients.
...
What’s special about the white-faced person besides being weak?
One obvious question brought up just now—much harder to locate.
Despite lacking deliberate rationality, during the first night in Akons, he ran rampantly around, yet until daylight arrived again, hadn’t encountered a face-to-face.
Finding a reason for this seems not too challenging, like what Dorian once said, the white-faced person doesn’t appear often, most of the vanished townsfolk simply disappeared by themselves.
He just happened to miss its schedule, hence could only achieve this through dream invocation.
But is it possible, there’re other explanations?
Like perhaps it too is behind another glass, unable to normally et due to both roles being exiled independently?
Though the most reasonable explanation for being exiled seems targeted for mission execution.
In such a case obviously, the above assumption wouldn’t hold, the white-faced person was rely a Night Butcher active for years.
But what if even this had another interpretation?
Compared to other lost outsiders, what other special essence does he possess?
——An outsider’s outsider.
He doesn’t belong to the outside world, rely experienced synchronization.
Could this make him difficult to integrate, an uncarvable rotten wood?
If starting from this point, the previous assumption might indeed hold.
As long as the white-faced person also has similar uniqueness, like the simplest case — forr Administrator.
Considering the frequency of encountering predecessors, this isn’t such an impossible scenario.
No need for imdiate exposure when role disguise breaks, an overestimate of warehouse capability.
In summary, these are two simultaneously possible scenarios, and current information is insufficient to falsify either.
Fortunately, verification isn’t required.
Because regardless of which one, what he is about to do remains unchanged.
That is to attempt making the white-faced person into a doll.
...
After logically identifying the white-faced person as a special elent, regarding how to utilize it, dolls instantly erged in his mind as a concept.
Eradication wouldn’t be aningful, already demonstrated once before.
Then how to make it serve him? Dorian also displayed so referable thods.
By "treating" non-natives, they would directly beco dolls upon success.
And he verified, he can extract things from these temporary files.
rely carrying the white-faced person in doll form during actions turns this into an absolutely worthwhile attempt.
This is why he endeavored to gather four Hilarys.
Forcing Dorian to anchor with as many outsiders as possible, summoning the more stable existing state of the white-faced person, requires the most luxurious healing team.
The original plan was just like this.
Regarding a series of discoveries along the way, like the possibility of the white-faced person being a forr Administrator, rely strengthened the necessity of doing this.
For instance, if its isolation was also due to being uncarvable, then crafting such a role into a doll capable of long-term preservation, could potentially impact the growth of Bitter Fruit fundantally?
This should soon be found out.
"Alright."
Because Hilary and others were clearly moved by this friendship.
Not rely one acknowledgnt, all four stood up, heading towards the half-shattered body.
Since dropping in here, it seed slightly pacified by the fragrance, without displaying overly intense actions.
And with eight hands embracing, four veiled faces were all pressed against that mangled body.
With a thought to redeem all beings, completely disregarding the other party’s horrific appearance, and their own swiftly withering flesh.
Unprecedented intense sweetness perated the entire space.
Fu Qian did not leave, instead stood beside, experiencing together.
Ti seed to have lost its concept, no longer describable by long or short but felt more real.
The reason behind this wasn’t about sharing hardships, but giving Doctor Dorian outside one last hope, preventing him from reckless termination, attempting to finish the treatnt.
After all, despite not cooperating himself, there still existed a possibility, between him and the white-faced person, he couldn’t hold out and beca a doll first—
The white-faced person quieted down first.
In his vision, three Hilarys had turned into skeletal remains, while the last one slowly raised her head, with eyes almost unmoving, aid over here.
"Thank you."
Fu Qian gently thanked, and at the sa ti, saw his reflection in those eyes again, along with a circle of candlelight reflection.
He had already returned to the Stone Tower.
Indeed after treatnt completion, Doctor Dorian’s dream needed a break.
A glance over, beside Hilary’s real-person doll, appeared a small round-hat white-faced figure.
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