Chapter 1504 Human Strain (VIII)

Zero knife 999, without blinking an eye, he ascended to the high-level extraordinary?

I thought that the term "god" was self-aggrandizing, and now it seems a bit conservative. This should be called the God Clan, but...

"Such a dangerous physique, the Night Keepers actually allowed it to continue until now?"

Fu Qian looked at Echo suspiciously.

"Why not... What do you think the Night Keepers look like in your imagination?"

Echo was obviously irritated by this look, and his first reaction was to ask for an explanation for the Night Keepers.

"Time is running out."

Unfortunately, this righteousness obviously has no effect on Fu Qian.

He was the first to pass through the open door, and he reminded him casually.

"Even before handing over power... Such a gift has not appeared in their newborn heirs for many years."

Quickly realizing that some things are meaningless, Echo followed and sighed.

That's right!

Although he has not systematically studied the corporate culture of the Night Keepers, Fu Qian does not believe that they rely entirely on fairness and strictness to achieve the current level.

We are all in this business. If there is such an unstable time bomb, and it is also a feudal remnant, even if it is not cleaned up, it is impossible to deal with it in a very tactful way.

"But you still have concerns in this regard, so when facing the good news, you send blessings as soon as possible and do a physical examination by the way?"

In the face of Mr. Aike's relatively quick and honest, Fu Qian also expressed his feelings while looking up and down.

"Although you are dressed up, your motives don't seem to be pure."

"... I don't think they will mind."

Such a blunt statement, Aike just paused for a moment, without making too much excuses.

...

The reasons for some things seem to have finally been figured out, such as the reason why the Night Guard gave face so much.

The significance of this ancient royal celebration is far more than the afterglow of the past.

Of course, Aike is right. The Larria family will not mind her visit even if they know the real purpose.

This is equivalent to a safety certification. It is nervous that the Night Guard does not do this.

So now the problem is here-Mr. Aike did not see the newborn in the end, and even fell into such a dilemma.

The person involved seemed to have the answer to the reason.

"It's hard to say whether we are lucky or not, but it seems that we are lucky enough to witness the revival of the ancient royal family."

Behind the door was the same long corridor, empty.

Looking at this scene, Echo was not overly pessimistic, and even smiled coldly.

"A newborn child may also become the target of divine power? And then its self-protection behavior led to the scene we are experiencing now?"

Although it was mainly an emotional expression, it was easy for Fu Qian to sort out the logic behind it. He continued on his way while asking.

"The process of the Lariya family's transformation into a god-man is irregular. From this point of view, there is no difference between a newborn and an adult. I came here just to confirm whether this new member has some innate abnormalities."

And Echo's answer clearly confirmed Fu Qian's meaning and her determination.

"So no matter what, I must find this newborn child."

...

"Are you sure there will be an end to this journey?"

After expressing his personal firm will, Echo's actions became more decisive and lasted for a long time.

However, after another nearly double-digit corner trek, facing the long corridor in front of her, although she did not stop, she still couldn't help but ask for advice.

Although he is not likable, this mysterious person named An Ke has kept up with the team in this dangerous trek, which is enough to prove the truth of his words of moving forward bravely.

"To a certain extent."

And Fu Qian's answer to her question is still concise and firm.

"What's the reason?"

"The direction has been mentioned before, and in addition to this, I have actually been observing this corridor itself."

Although Eco's tone was not polite, Fu Qian did not mean to keep it a secret.

"Although we have theoretically crossed a considerable distance, have you found that the overall style is still very consistent?"

"For this kind of royal building, even if it is a different batch of projects, it is normal to keep the style consistent, and then what?"

Eco did not understand his intention.

"It's normal, but it's also the problem. When I was admiring the royal style, I found that there was actually a little inconsistency inside. Did you notice the lamp stands on both sides?"

Ah?

This strange focus successfully made Eco take a closer look.

Gold and black, smooth lines, although the size is not exaggerated, but this thing embedded in the wall also shows the royal demeanor.

Of course, without exception, none of them are lit, making it easier to be ignored.

"Of course, you mean the style of the lamp stands is inconsistent?"

"Consistent."

"Hmm?"

"But the spacing is inconsistent."

...

"The spacing between the lamp stands at our current location and when we first came in is actually more than ten times different."

Without waiting for Eco to express his doubts, Fu Qian continued to explain.

"It's just that the whole process is gradually changing, and the length of each corridor is also different, so it's not so obvious to the senses."

"Apart from the possibility of deliberate design, I am more inclined to believe that this road itself is stretched like an intestine, creating a sense of endless distance."

While speaking, Fu Qian even gestured forward, especially pointing to the part eroded by moss.

"Don't you think it looks a bit similar? The humidity is also high, but there are some inflammations in some places."

"... You don't have to use metaphors at all. I understand what you mean."

Fu's expert information communication skills have reached the pinnacle, successfully making the demigod Eco feel mentally polluted.

Even if he signaled the other party not to continue, Eco still felt a lot of discomfort when he looked at it again.

The spacing seems to have indeed become larger, and it is easy to ignore it without reminders. The metaphor of a stretched intestine is still accurate.

But in that case, what is the self walking through these corridors? Even this guy himself is in it...

"Okay, anyway, it's very simple. After all, stretching has a limit. I tend to think that the total number of lamp stands in this corridor is the same."

Fu Qian pointed to the front, as if the sea of ​​stars was in his palm.

"As long as you keep moving forward, you will eventually reach the end."

There is actually some truth in this...

Although it is suspected of free judgment and the lines are quite shameful, Fu Qian's words still resonate with Eco.

It is far from enough to illuminate the future, but at least it breaks the feeling of endless repetition.

So the next step will be a race against the countdown time. For a moment, she was even a little bit glad that this conversation did not stop at all--

Boom!

However, the next moment, just as she was about to push open another half-closed door, the only light in her sight suddenly lit up, emitting a "deafening" brilliance.