Chapter 1570 Workshop (Part 2)

I have no regrets in my life!

Although it was still early, Fu Qian's posture when he stepped out of the school gate seemed as if the sunset was stretching his shadow infinitely.

The gears of fate will eventually turn, on a day that seems to be ordinary.

But in just a moment, you will find that you can no longer go back to your former self, even your name - wait, what should you call it now?

The steps that almost came with the background music stopped abruptly, and Fu Qian frowned slightly, thinking of an important question.

There was no name written on the paper, and there seemed to be no business cards on him, and there was no mention of it in the task introduction.

To this day, the diligence index of the warehouse has not improved much.

But it doesn't matter. If you want to become a hunter of gods, you have to cut off the past.

With a cold snort, Fu Qian looked down at his hand.

The brass key symbolizing the call of fate was shining under the light.

After simply identifying the direction, he realized that he didn't know which direction the address was at all.

"Hello."

But how could such a small setback stop the journey to the stars and the sea?

Fu Qian quit the mission mode for a second and greeted a kind old lady.

…

Isn't the distance a little far?

If it were someone with a weak will, he would have lost his passion halfway through the ride and given up being a savior to go back to watch anime.

Sitting in an uncomfortable seat, Fu Qian stared out the window silently, counting the remaining distance.

The old lady was still very enthusiastic, so much so that after listening to the address and pondering for a long time without any results, she even ran further to find a young woman to ask.

And the slightly abnormal development was that the female classmate who looked only a few years older than him not only looked at her with a slightly weird expression, but also actually knew this place.

Is it related to some urban legend?

Looking at the densely packed buildings outside the window, Fu Qian seemed to understand the meaning of that look a little.

It was obvious that it was not a look of admiration for a hero, but pity for the second-year syndrome.

In such a modern city, it is really hard to imagine what kind of decent place such a key can open.

It seems to be a bit like an urban legend...

After a while, the chosen one who did not encounter any obstacles along the way got off the car and found the destination according to the address. He fell into deep thought at the buildings of different styles in front of him.

Narrow windows, high walls, peculiar reliefs, and even the color matching that makes people feel depressed at first glance.

There is a high-rise building across the street next to it. This unpopular building is obviously not in line with the surroundings - but it is very suitable for the key in his hand.

At the same time, it is easy to tell that although it has a retro shape, it is not a real ancient building. It looks more like a theme park that has not been used after it was built.

Of course, these don’t matter. Destiny summons in various forms, not to mention being restricted to places.

The only problem is that this place looks quite large. Where can I find the lock corresponding to this key to enter the "workshop"?

…

Abandoned buildings with gloomy styles are indeed places that are prone to urban legends, so it is normal for many young people who love to hunt for novelties to know about them.

In this case, a retro-style key plus instructions to come here, no matter how you look at it, the element of prank has soared.

But that is for mortals. As a person who has long been determined to become the Lord of the Rings, it is just a little bit of confusion.

The main door was closed. In the dark sky, Fu Qian took a quick look and passed the warning sign and went up along a narrow ladder outside the building.

And soon, he successfully found a half-open window on the side.

From the traces, it can be seen that this is already a common passage in and out of this building.

And Fu Qian, who did not cross the front with blood, also followed this custom at this moment and leaned sideways into the darkness.

Behind the window is a small hall with three doors.

Like most abandoned buildings, the interior is relatively empty, and only some things that are inconvenient to carry are moldy and rotten in it, such as the door that looks very suitable for the key in his hand.

However, as mentioned earlier, this building has a complex structure and many floors.

Even for Fu Qian, it is easy to confirm that there is no one around except himself.

In this situation where there is no sign, it seems that finding the way to enter the workshop is just a tedious trial and error.

But it only seems.

As the chosen one, how can he be the same as the young explorers who are just looking for curiosity?

Fu Qian took two steps and brushed his fingers across the wall with patterns.

…

High-end design is often reflected in the details, such as this not-so-delicate pattern.

But if you look closely, you can find that there is no completely repeated part on each wall or even between each other.

Even on each door, there are dark patterns that echo it without exception.

Of course, these are all in the scope of design, which is normal, but give a thumbs up to the designer.

Now the point is... Fu Qian blinked, and his fingers outlined a pattern along the slightly dazzling pattern.

Then another...

In a moment, the originally chaotic pattern was decomposed into various combinations of different styles.

The most important thing is that they look a little familiar, as if I have seen them somewhere before.

This place is not simple, the world is calling.

After being more certain that this was no prank and that the legendary power of the hunting gods was really waiting, Fu Qian snorted and took out the key, matching the pattern he had just separated with the pattern at the end of it one by one - it had nothing to do with it.

Soon Fu Qian got the result.

Saving the world is indeed not that easy, no wonder it is said to be a test.

Neither entangled nor discouraged, Fu Qian, who was always confident in his own judgment, directly put away the key, tried to open a door, and walked outside.

Sure enough, in the slightly narrow passage behind the door, there were also those messy patterns, and at a glance, they were different from the ones in the room just now.

Of course, normally, considering that there is not even a window, an ordinary high school student should not be able to see anything at a glance.

Click!

The light in Fu Qian's hand lit up, and the power from technology instantly dispelled the shadows.

After confirming with the old woman and the others that the journey was far away, facing the possible night operation, he had made preparations along the way that were consistent with his personality.

Facts have proved that opportunities are indeed reserved for those who are prepared.

Walking along the corridor, Fu Qian finally found a pattern that was not in the room just now, and it was more familiar to him.

It was a pattern he had seen before when he was exploring the underground ruins with a group of Saints. (End of this chapter)