Capítulo 1854: Chapter 1849: Vessel Seedbed (4)
Crimson Frenzy, it really is.
Compared to the silent fellow inmate opposite, Fu Qian naturally noticed the two people coming to open the door early on.
Perception isolation, but only to a certain extent.
If a Siren casually makes a mass production prisoner restraint and turns a Second Phase into a blind person, it would be too exaggerated.
What Fu Qian is curious about is only their intentions.
And the accompanying chill, this is also why he asked about freezing earlier.
This coldness has a certain bite to it, even for a Transcendent.
It turns out that so rather ominous changes are happening in this prison, and the fellow inmate brother is unaware—but not without sensing it.
The four or five months of ntal training he ntioned, Fu Qian sowhat believes, the reason why today he couldn’t hold back due to a little noise from himself should have objective reasons.
The bloodline-like mark under the sleeve is indeed Crimson Frenzy.
Fu Qian is still deeply impressed by the special Curse he faced shortly after taking on the role of Administrator.
The extent is indeed sowhat mild, but the sa as the one Ying Jian showcased in Miss Wen’s hotown safehouse.
And looking at Group Leader Tan Mingxue’s panic at the ti, it truly wasn’t an overreaction.
Even at Second Phase, he is still being affected.
According to Group Leader Tan’s introduction, if allowed to develop, it will heat the body’s blood until boiling.
Eventually, the flesh decays, bloodlines migrate to the surface or even completely detach, possibly becoming independent living entities.
Not quite a pleasant sight.
Moreover, the few benefits ntioned by Group Leader Tan at that ti, such as speed and strength enhancents, are clearly spoken from the perspective of an ordinary master.
From personal experience, the enhancent is practically negligible for him.
“How could this be…”
Amid the admiration, after confirming the problem on his body, the inmate brother clearly faced difficulty accepting the current situation.
After all, dealing with sothing even the Night Watchman finds troubleso, the psychological pressure it brings is far greater compared to losing freedom or ntal tornt in prison.
“I said I don’t know. Of course, you could stay here and think it over slowly—what about you?”
Unfortunately, at this ti no one had any interest in offering guidance.
Footsteps sounded, and Fu Qian knew that the person unbinding him had already walked to the side, and the last sentence was clearly directed this way.
“Hehe… interesting.”
With another hoarse laugh, Fu Qian finally let the raised sleeve down and turned to look.
dium-length black hair, dark eyes, reasonably strong, even not deliberately concealing age, yet faint fine lines can be seen at the corners of the eyes.
Despite this, the ill-fitting gray prisoner uniform still looks much better on him than on himself.
“Let’s go.”
At this mont, the aura of an esteed senior was demonstrated; without answering the other’s question, and not asking any questions, Fu Qian directly walked ahead.
…
Is the legendary Lotus Hell rely this?
Amid the focus of the crowd, he walked outside the door, with the temperature plumting again.
Faintly visible, icy fog surging, with long icicles hanging down, and even the corridor’s outline altered, nearly obscuring the crossroads.
Observing the scene before him, Fu Qian believed that even if the fellow inmate brother was quite frenetic, standing here should be enough to feel the chill.
“Our people are right behind there.”
At this point, the black-haired lady directly ca out, looking in the sa direction as she explained.
She pointed to the densest frost-covered section, the corner from which Fu Qian had just turned, almost dead-blocked at a glance.
The reason for its relative intensity over other places represents a special reason, with a downward protruding stone top suitable for frost to congeal.
Frankly, such decorative arrangents for a prison seem hardly necessary.
Including the stone slabs of similar material underfoot, so excessively elegant patterns can also be seen.
This underwater prison initially didn’t seem to be built for such use, perhaps altered for it later.
“How many people?”
In silent observation, Fu Qian didn’t act aloof, casually confirming the number of personnel.
The reason why these two ca to open the door to release people was certainly not out of pure goodwill, but to unite all possible power in the search for survival.
When they revealed their Crimson Frenzy, it was discernible that relative to the two of them, it was indeed more severe.
Combined with the ensuing explanation, it’s not hard to understand the current grave situation.
On one hand, the Crimson Frenzy, which many Transcendents fear, has been unwittingly spread throughout the prison, making it seem like no inmate is spared.
On the other hand, even the severe cold that most Transcendents can’t withstand has assaulted here, further complicating survival conditions.
However, everything needs contemplating from the bright side; despite the cold being bone-chilling, the gradually boiling blood compensates for this point.
Under such combination circumstances, most people don’t even need to hurry to add more clothes.
“Not many, more than half of the prison is empty, and not everyone can hold on until released… we don’t have much ti to continue doing this anymore.”
Shaking her head gently, the black-haired lady calmly stated the current situation.
“Understood.”
Fu Qian nodded, comprehending her aning.
Even if only a portion is filled, the area’s extent is evidently large enough not to warrant such a pessimistic conclusion hastily.
But gathering people is to increase chances of escaping, and they’ve little ti left.
One can’t exhaust efforts to rally a team only to end up unable to withstand the Crimson Frenzy outbreak, then get executed right after, can they?
“What’s really going on… is the way back up still there?”
During brief exchanges, new voices erged from behind as the inmate brother joined the discussion.
After the initial impact, he apparently quickly figured out his own situation, swiftly catching up.
“Not there anymore, finding a way out is still ongoing.”
The black-haired lady shook her head again, not minding his earlier hesitation.
Though this has nothing to do with magnanimity, everything is rely for survival.
After all the effort spent opening doors to release people, finding was a potential candidate with less severe contamination; how could they easily give up?
Standing here watching the scenery, the one beside hasn’t rushed him, indicating the attitude clearly.
What was said before was rely to instill a sense of crisis in the inmate brother.
“Why? Are the channels fully cut off? Yet even if that’s the case, we can directly break this place and swim out from the outside, can’t we?”
Seemingly, it worked too well; once again, at that mont, the inmate brother could not control his emotions.
“Because one can no longer swim…”
Calmly and gravely, as she spoke, the black-haired lady had already walked ahead.
“The sea is frozen.”
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