Chapter 1874 Seedbed (Twenty-Four)
Perseverance does not mean stupidity, not to mention a stream of consciousness player who can’t even remember his name but is still confident that he can find a wife.
In a role like this, honesty is important.
The words "knowing people and being kind to them" are more than just words.
So while having a brief contact with Drifter, leading the target to La Nina, and turning him into a mission tool, Fu Qian didn't even hide his intention to use it.
And it turns out that the effect is quite ideal.
The Drifter Knight, who no longer had much logical thinking activity, intuitively felt this frankness, and the balance finally tilted towards win-win cooperation.
Even taking off the hat at this moment is a sign of attitude.
And Fu Qian finally got to see the whole picture.
It is indeed a bit abstract, not in appearance, but in a certain aura of inhumanity.
Although he still looks very impatient.
"So do you have any idea where to find her?"
While taking off his hood, Drifter asked directly.
"First of all, you can find her here. Secondly, this place is not very big. There is a frozen sea outside. Thirdly, she should be in some kind of clever hiding place."
How could Fu Qian be dissatisfied with this? He simply cooperated in the next moment.
"And so far I have no clues. I need you to feel the possible connection and use your sensitivity to women's smell."
While admitting that he had gained nothing, Fu Qian also gave suggestions.
“I understand.”
After listening carefully, the Drifter Knight really didn’t say much.
……
As a knight, no matter what, the relationship between the Drifter and the virgin La Nina should be much closer than his own.
So what is more worth borrowing than this talent and his persistence.
And this is undoubtedly a conspiracy.
There is no need to deceive, or even to mislead, just put the situation directly in front of you.
You are looking for your wife, and among the women who are still alive in this place now, except for the one you just excluded, there is probably only someone who is hiding.
My motives are indeed ambiguous, but there is a high probability that you are no match for me. There is no way to eliminate the trouble first. You can choose what to do next.
It seems that the Drifter Knight did make a choice quickly.
Without even taking another step outside, the next moment he slowly raised his hand, and the death claw that flashed in front of him appeared again, pressing on his head that was exposed because he took off his hood.
In addition, he closed his eyes at the same time, like a thinker whose brain enters an overclocking state.
Ka——
It’s just that this overclocking method seems to be more physical.
The posture was maintained for only two seconds. With a crisp sound, Drifter's entire head was crushed directly by the death claws, and liquid even splashed out.
It’s really not that easy to kill.
Standing aside quietly without disturbing me, I witnessed such a scene, even compared my own changes, and was amazed for a moment.
The "corpse" of the Drifter did not fall. On the contrary, just like the previous body that was almost crushed by him, even vital parts like his head were healing quickly.
At the same time, the twisted violence transmitted to the surroundings instantly became intense again, including on himself.
Obviously this pain has been radiated again.
Even as a player who has also mastered certain radiation skills, Fu Qian can vaguely feel that in addition to the intensity being more exaggerated than before, another change is that the scope of influence is rapidly expanding. I'm not sure whether it takes too much extra effort for Drifter to do this, but it's not difficult to guess its purpose - to establish further connections with every part of this place in this way. .
The most efficient way is to find the woman who has no high probability of being his wife.
It's hard to say how heavy the pressure on the Drifter would be if he just did this. The negative field effect in this prison would undoubtedly add to it.
This is without the third knight being sacrificed.
Crack——
In a few breaths, Drifter’s head had almost completely healed.
And he gave people the feeling that his breath seemed to have finally declined slightly, and his body was even a little trembling at that moment.
The Drifter's reaction to this was to briefly open his eyes and then apply more power to his Deathclaw.
There was another crisp sound, and the second wave of impact surged out.
……
Sure enough, persistent.
Faced with this high-intensity mental activity, Fu Qian did not make any unnecessary movements to disturb him, and even his admiration only sounded in his heart.
It can be seen that this knight related to the abyss has a very strong obsession with finding his wife.
I don’t even know where I am, and I’m almost being exploited. There’s a high probability that my attempts will not yield results. Even with all kinds of negative consequences, I still do this kind of suicidal effort without hesitation. .
In addition, there is another small observation, that is, the ability to radiate pain seems to have a limit.
He still can't reach the level of Awei, the greedy insect, who can take all kinds of damage and never die.
There is reason to believe that as long as the damage is exaggerated enough, the Drifter will still fall after exceeding a certain limit.
Of course, the advantage in comparison is that in the process of falling, the person who killed him will most likely have to pay a considerable price.
The healing speed did not slow down the second time, and soon the head was intact again.
Under Fu Qian’s expectant gaze, the Drifter who opened his eyes this time finally turned his head and looked over.
"You lied to me - there is no second woman at all!"
It's a pity that his tone was very bad. When he said the last word, he was already filled with extreme hatred. .
"Death."
......
The situation suddenly reversed. Once the great united front collapsed, the change was not sudden.
And it's not even over yet.
With the last words uttered from Drifter's mouth, Fu Qian instantly felt some kind of forced change in his body.
He was not really dead, and his body was not even losing vitality rapidly. However, the special accumulation that occurred in the body after the previous wounds disappeared almost advanced by leaps and bounds.
A certain sense of intimacy that had just been resolved increased by leaps and bounds, as if taking a step at the next moment could touch the abyss that I had visited again.
“The door.”
The Drifter hadn’t even finished speaking, and there was no time for further communication before payment. The next moment, he had already taken a step forward and continued to speak.
With this sentence, in Fu Qian's perception, everything around him became more chaotic and violent, and even the stones under his feet seemed to have become charred and soft.
It was as if the entrance to the abyss had opened, and endless depravity lay before our eyes.
With just one step, you can revisit your old place, but it’s hard to say whether you can come back.
Even without taking this step, he was falling. Fu Qian seemed to have seen a pair of frog eyes staring at him again.