Chapter 1573 Workshop (V)

As expected, he is dedicated.

If he is not a senior chuunibyou, his line skills are really amazing.

Facing Oz's answer that sounds full of malice, Fu Qian also praised him for a while.

What happened today is undoubtedly the beginning of a classic savior.

Through a key, he came into contact with the real side of the world under the appearance, and is about to shoulder the responsibility of saving everything.

The only problem is that this world already has a group of saviors.

With the power of the Night Keeper standing on the stage, even most chuunibyou patients should not easily feel that they are the ones who can save the world.

So much so that Brother Oz's performance at this moment feels like a chuunibyou club recruiting people to join, especially since he is really an ordinary person.

Of course, Fu Qian, as the person involved, did not despise this.

On the one hand, it is natural to respect the current role, and on the other hand, it is due to his view of the whole incident-maybe this is the effect he wants to achieve?

...

Under the control of the Night Keeper, some areas are still quite sensitive.

If the experience just now and even the gold coins in his hand are really related to the group of the sage old man.

And they really established an organization that strives to use "knowledge" to let mortal bodies control extraordinary powers according to the concept they claimed at that time.

Then there is a question that Fu Qian even thought about as early as when he was in the underground ruins. With such a great ambition, if they are ready to grow and expand, how can they attract people to join?

Their concept is easier to get out of control than limb grafting, and it is easy to be wiped out by the Night Guards.

Unless it doesn't look that dangerous.

In Fu Qian's opinion, their overly idealistic concept brings a unique advantage, that is, the members are really ordinary people.

As long as this point is used well and the behavior itself is given another explanation, it will be very likely to become harmless to humans and animals.

At that time, let alone developing members, it is not impossible to open an office next to the Night Guards.

For example, the current situation-the second-year disease group is obsessed with the fantasy of being chosen by fate and saving the world, and even nothing extraordinary can be found on the surface.

Imagine three or five people like this, even if they wear the same mark, dancing and talking about how to kill the devil on the street, they are probably not dangerous in the eyes of the Night Guards - until the moment they put on the "Sacred Cloth".

As the saying goes, multi-level game, I tell you that I want to liberate all mankind; you don't believe that I want to liberate all mankind; but in fact I really want to liberate all mankind.

It is indeed a way of thinking, especially this level of cognition can be completely not limited to the cat and mouse game with the Night Guards, the same is true within the organization.

Of course, these are just speculations, and it is not ruled out that I think too much, in fact, I really just entered a group with a low psychological age.

"Really? It's a pity that I have been to the abyss, but you are not there."

Considering the virtue of adapting to local customs, Fu Qian snorted coldly and followed Oz's wording style.

Although this line of crazy and cool to the extreme is true.

...

As the saying goes, your middle school second is better than mine.

At that moment, it can be seen that Oz's mood is a little complicated.

The specific manifestation is that he is finally not satisfied with the rearview mirror and can't help but turn around and look at it directly.

"Look ahead."

Unfortunately, considering the density of pedestrians on the road, Fu Qian almost immediately reminded coldly.

"What is the meaning of those patterns?"

Successfully demonstrated his qualifications as a chosen one, facing the guide who fell into silence again, Fu Qian continued to focus on the issues he should focus on.

"... Guiding you to find the gold coins, isn't this meaningful?"

After his momentum was frustrated again and again, Brother Oz was a little unwilling to be outdone, and chose to deal with problems with problems.

"So it's just an entry test..."

Fu Qian muttered to himself for a while, but shook his head the next moment.

"I'm sorry, I don't see the value of passing this test, but it's just a boring game of finding patterns."

"Boring? Do you know how many people ignore them?"

"Although I have to admit that the speed you completed is really amazing...even at night."

Oz was quite surprised by this comment, and even finally expressed his recognition of Fu Qian's performance.

"So many people have got similar keys?"

Not showing any complacency because of the other party's praise, Fu Qian's eyes flashed and grasped a certain key point.

"What else?"

As if he finally found a chance to fight back, Oz laughed in a low voice.

"Everyone always hopes to do nothing and be the only chosen one."

"But they never ask themselves a question, that is, why they were chosen."

"Yes, I can tell you very clearly that there are many similar keys and many corresponding gold coins. You are not even the first person to take the gold coins from here."

"Although most people will eventually just treat this as a prank."

...

Is it really the same as I thought before?

This theme park is actually still in use.

Faced with Oz's statement, Fu Qian "fell into silence".

The special patterns hidden in the wall are waiting for the destined person to guide them to get the hidden gold coins, so as to secretly absorb new members. Although it is euphemistic, it is indeed an idea.

And they are already non-original, and they do not have any extraordinary effects, otherwise they would probably be discovered by the night watchman first.

But this does not mean that it is really meaningless. After all, in a broad sense, being able to pick them out from a chaotic combination can be regarded as a talent in itself.

Brother Oz is generally honest, but he obviously has reservations about the source of the pattern.

It is understandable that for the young people who come to answer the call, they only need to be responsible for fate and passion.

"So, you also accepted the gold coins in it?"

After thinking for a while, Fu Qian finally chose to break the silence, and indeed did not entangle the meaning behind the pattern.

"I accepted the gold coins, but not the ones in it."

Brother Oz seemed quite satisfied with this reaction, and decisively acted as a riddler with a smile.

"We are here."

Even the next moment, this person added a half-sentenced method and turned the car directly into an underground.

So that is not the only place to call for the savior, which is reasonable. The efficiency of a barracks is always too low.

Without forcing it, Fu Qian took out the gold coin again and controlled it to spin on his fingertips.

"Although I don't want to admit it, I have to admire your taste again."

At this time, Oz, who stopped the car, finally took off his sunglasses and turned around to carefully look at Fu Qian's hand.

"This is the most memorable one among all the gold coins... So are you ready to lose it?"