Chapter 1576 Workshop (VIII)

"Then what?"

Without any hesitation, the moment Ms. Yingzhu spoke, she had already picked out the shiny gold coin with her fingers.

The smoothness and firmness reflected in this no-nonsense gesture were so impactful that in an instant it was a perfect annotation of the previous speech.

Oz's increasingly serious gaze reflected this.

"What do you feel about the pattern above?"

Your Excellency Yingzhu is worthy of being the official examiner. Although his expression is equally solemn, he does not hesitate in his response.

"The level is very high and very expressive."

Both sides of the gold coin had the same pattern. Before paying, he put it upright on a short cabinet next to him, looked at the back inside and commented.

"anything else?"

This answer was obviously in the realm of appreciation. Yingzhu frowned slightly, not so satisfied.

"It even uses materials very cleverly. If it weren't for gold of this purity, it would be difficult to express this kind of body texture."

Without blinking, he answered fluently before paying.

"...Besides these, you didn't find anything else special from it? For example, something related to the process of finding it?"

Yingzhu finally couldn't help but take the initiative to correct the direction of the answer.

"You mean those patterns painted on the wall? Of course there are."

Nodding slightly, Fu Qian still answered without hesitation.

"Although they look far apart, they clearly follow certain common elements."

"That's why when Mr. Oz told me that this one was his favorite, I had no doubt at all. It's obvious that the various patterns hidden in that place should correspond to different gold coins-"

As he spoke, Fu Qian's eyes even fell on the surrounding walls.

"Same here."

"Why do you say that?"

Under this sudden serious attitude of answering questions, Ms. Yingzhu looked a little satisfied. At the same time, she narrowed her eyes and chose to continue the test.

"Isn't this obvious? In just this moment, I have found many familiar things that I have seen in that place just now."

Fu Qian shook his head, and the next moment he flicked the gold coin gently, making it spin.

"They seem to correspond one-to-one, and the nature of the relationship between them should be similar to the patterns on gold coins, deformed by following certain core elements - to be honest, I think these on the wall should be the original version."

"...You really know what I want to ask."

After some pointers, it can be seen from even Ms. Yingzhu’s shocked eyes that the examiners are somewhat impressed.

"So what does the initial answer mean? Reverse psychology and deliberately not telling the truth?"

This remark was obviously a criticism of Fu Qian's initial art appreciation comments, and further expressed his dissatisfaction with his attitude in answering the question. Unfortunately, Fu Qian's response was too calm.

"It's you who didn't talk about the business first."

With a cold snort, he pushed the gold coin down directly, his tone already showing impatience.

"I don't see any value in discussing information that can be easily interpreted. Don't try to tell me that this is a so-called test."

…

Being a middle school student is never a psychological state that can be easily disguised, even for this special organization that uses it as a protective color.

To be honest, I still find this idea somewhat interesting.

You must know that so far, the experience along the way still does not have any extraordinary elements.

Everything that happened today can still be interpreted as a fan club formed by a group of people with chuunibyou.

The night watchmen are not so strict about this, and they even encountered similar groups before in Dunis.

In other words, if you fail the assessment, the difficulty in risk control will be much smaller.

But while the idea is good, unfortunately based on pre-payment standards, their execution level is still a bit poor.

To put it simply, the second grade is not enough.

Taking this opportunity, we might as well let them experience the high-end spirit of secondary school students and give them some guidance.

The previous "the world is wrong" is one point, and the disdain for red tape at this moment is another point.

"You are really, very different..."

And it seems that this hard work has not been in vain, the two people opposite have obviously received the influence.

Slowly uttering an admiration that was very suitable for the painting style, Her Excellency Yingzhu suddenly looked serious and pointed at the wall.

"You're right. The ones painted here are their most primitive forms, and I can tell you clearly that these seemingly simple patterns contain the laws that govern the world."

"Everyone who gets a gold coin, we assume that it is possible to become friendly with it and establish a connection. Since you don't like to do it step by step, then go ahead."

“Observe, feel, and then show me what you get out of it.”

…

It is indeed the philosophy of the Post-Blind Society.

Ms. Yingzhu's suggestion was so unexpected that Fu Qian naturally recalled his attempt to temporarily control the "Holy Clothes" in the underground ruins.

At that time, he also used the above pattern to achieve a special connection, and then used his mortal body to control that incredible power.

"Given the good performance ahead, you now have a full night ahead."

At this time, Ms. Yingzhu’s words continued to come.

"Oz and I will leave this place to you until the sun rises tomorrow, hoping that you can prove that destiny is calling-"

"not found."

Unfortunately, she was ruthlessly interrupted before she even finished speaking.

The newest candidate not only showed no signs of racing against time, but even shook his head.

"What do you mean?"

This unexpected change clearly shocked the examiners.

For a moment, Oz, who had been keeping a low profile throughout the whole process, couldn't help but ask.

"I've been looking at it since just now, and I'm very sure that even if I sit here all night, I won't gain anything."

Even though he seemed to have given up, Fu Qian still looked arrogant.

"I admit that they are very special, but in the end they are just patterns. I'm very sure that I won't receive any feedback from the laws of the world from them."

His eyes even fell back on Yingzhu and the others, and Fu Qian shook his head slightly.

"I don't believe that this is what was written in the original message, the so-called power of hunting gods."

At that time in the underground ruins, it was true that he really comprehended the ability after some effort, but that was far more than just a pattern.

The golden armor and the matching pattern together sealed and dominated the extraordinary qualities contained in it.

If the source of this technology is the Holy Grail Sect, then these elements are likely to be indispensable.

Just scribbling a few strokes and suggesting that people can sit and gain enlightenment is too contemptuous of us, the people with middle school syndrome.