Truly astonishing.
The situation suddenly changed, and Fu Qian didn’t retreat even half a step at that mont, but he wasn’t stingy with his praise.
Is there really a group of "them"?
In the unseen position behind, there was so kind of invisible thing, which almost qualified as a terrifying scene that could make anyone uncomfortable.
And although that thing still hadn’t shown itself so far, the long halberd clearly hit the target, and judging by the traces on the ground, there was a massive amount of blood loss.
Such a sharp performance easily made one think that the plan was indeed effective.
Through the contact with the stone seat, one could further connect with the whole furnace and discover the hidden "them" within.
"I was still wrong..."
At this ti, Zhao Ran had already charged forward, picking up the long halberd with caution and vigilance.
However, having gained no further rewards, he finally looked towards Fu Qian beside him, his expression complex.
"Oh? Where were you wrong?"
Given the other party’s current ntal state, admitting a mistake was another astonishing feat, prompting Fu Qian’s curious confirmation.
"That mark isn’t ’theirs’... rather, it was left for us."
The spray of blood almost perfectly stained the top of one of the "hand," and Zhao Ran’s gaze followed from there to the stone seat.
"Although I don’t know who did it, if it’s those ’failures,’ it’s very clear this thing can give us a bit of power to resist... Did you see it just now?"
...
The aning isn’t hard to understand; they completely misunderstood the origin of the symbols.
It wasn’t an external representation of "them," but a ans of resistance explored by the many sacrifices.
This indeed made more sense, otherwise, the graffiti in that special space would be difficult to explain.
They couldn’t just be like bats, gathering there to rest, could they?
In comparison, if nurous "failures" drew there to warn future generations, it seems more reasonable, though it still doesn’t explain why they move.
"There’s nothing there."
In silent comntary, Fu Qian honestly answered the question.
"... It’s a pity there is."
Seemingly prepared, yet Zhao Ran’s face turned a bit dark as he once again proved his previous foolishness.
"I can’t describe its exact form, but it’s clearly so kind of living thing, and things like walls can’t obstruct it — I should have sat there long ago."
As he spoke, his tone was filled with undisguised regret, clearly feeling that he had overthought before.
Though painful, it wasn’t a trap, quite the opposite, it was a rare assistance.
"You, sit up there."
Not even finished yet, without waiting for Fu Qian’s response, Zhao Ran seed to have thought of sothing, his expression instantly turning cold.
"Why?"
Judging from the previous situation, this seed a reasonable suggestion, but what’s with this attitude?
Fu Qian was montarily curious.
"Because I don’t trust you that much."
The response was straightforward.
"You know too much, but I can’t figure out how you know... and this isn’t inherently bad unless for you, that position is actually a trap."
Just like ntioned before, Zhao Ran’s emotional managent was already on the brink of collapse, yet this analysis actually seed rather plausible.
Even though there had been a lot of communication from just now, it’s hard to say how much trust there was between them.
By confirming that the seat was actually aid at "them," forcing oneself to sit there would clearly further eliminate suspicion.
If indeed unassociated with "them," then there would be no reason to fear.
"Hurry up."
Assassin Brother was already urging.
"Alright, thanks for sharing."
Too courteous to decline, Fu Qian didn’t mind the other’s less-than-friendly tone and walked forward in the next mont, sitting back in that position.
...
"Did you see it?"
Such decisiveness finally allowed Zhao Ran’s expression to ease slightly, though only for a mont.
Witnessing his eroding patience, he quickly couldn’t help but check the effect.
Of course, it perhaps had sothing to do with Fu Qian’s overly natural deanor.
There’s no helping it, now not being very emotional, small ntal impacts were directly immune.
"I can’t see anything."
Fu Qian shook his head, responding honestly.
"Truly can’t see anything?"
Zhao Ran, however, did not believe it, his brows furrowing tightly.
"Truly can’t see anything."
Fu Qian shook his head again.
"Oh— you really can’t see ?"
Staring fixedly over, in the suffocating air, Zhao Ran’s cold face suddenly softened at one point, an odd smile erging.
...
The amount of information was significant.
The breakdown of emotional managent wasn’t like this, a 180-degree attitude change clearly concealed other secrets.
For instance, taking it most literally— "they" is actually .
"Hehe, originally I wanted to play with you a bit longer, but I didn’t expect such efficiency."
Without needing Fu Qian to ask, Zhao Ran had already admitted the next mont, and a wanton and unrestrained aura gushed from his entire being.
"Although I don’t know how you left last ti, it’s regrettable to tell you that you will never have the opportunity to leave again!
"But it wasn’t too much of a loss for you, right? The story was interesting, right? At the ti, I didn’t have such a privilege; everything had to rely on myself."
Looking around, Zhao Ran plunged into mories with abandon.
"There was nothing, no information, no way out, not even sothing capable of human speech... I had to find it myself, to search, to hide and dodge...
"And by the third day, I had sworn that if anyone could appear and lead out, I would grant him the most painful death, heheh..."
The final laugh had a uniquely strange flair, peculiarly infectious.
"And you ca a few months later than that, so do you know what that ans?"
Pointing the long halberd at Fu Qian, Zhao Ran’s expression in a second beca fierce once more.
"I think I have an idea."
Fu Qian remained sitting quietly.
"So you also know where that blood just ca from?"
"Your performance? Clearly ’they’ actually refers to you yourself... you’ve rged quite well with this place, even able to utilize its power to create certain illusions?"
Though the other party’s emotions were unstable and the communication much more fractured, Fu Qian’s comprehension was once again proven, easily summarizing the intended aning.
"Indeed clever... If you’d co a few months earlier, I might have welcod you differently, but you simply cannot imagine what I’ve experienced during these days."
Laughing wildly to the sky, Zhao Ran almost appeared to be on the brink of transformation.
He had actually said this once before, the urgency of ntal health care is paramount!
Faced with this scene, Fu Qian rely sighed in his heart.
Coming in a rush for project acceptance turned out to be wise, a bit later and the exchange might have been quite arduous.
"Why can’t I imagine?"
Fu Qian sighed.
"Why do you think I said thanks for sharing earlier?"
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