Chapter 1874 Seedling Bed (Twenty-Four)

Persistence does not mean stupidity, not to mention this stream of consciousness player who can't even remember his name but is still confident that he can find his wife.

In a role like this, honesty is important.

The words "Knowing people and being kind to them" are more than just words.

Therefore, while having a brief contact with Drifter, leading the target to La Nina, and turning him into a mission tool, Fu Qian did not even hide the intention of using him.

And it turns out that the effect is quite ideal.

The Drifter Knight, who already didn't have 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 thing.

There is indeed a sense of abstraction, 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? The next moment he simply cooperated.

"And I have no clues so far. I need you to feel the possible connection and use your sensitivity to the smell of women."

While admitting that he had gained nothing, he also gave suggestions before paying.

"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 want to find your wife, and the only woman alive in this place now, except for the one you just excluded, is probably the only one 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 looks like Drifter Knight did make a choice quickly.

He didn't even take another step outside. The next moment he slowly raised his hand, and the death claws in front of him appeared again, pressing on the head exposed by taking off the hood.

In addition, he closed his eyes at the same time, like a thinker whose brain enters an overclocking state.

Click——

It’s just that this overclocking method seems to be more physical.

The posture was maintained for less than two seconds. With a crisp sound, Drifter's entire head was crushed directly by the death claws, and liquid even splashed out.

Sure enough, it's not that easy to kill.

Standing aside quietly without disturbing him, he witnessed such a scene, and even compared his own changes, he was amazed for a moment.

Drifter's "corpse" 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.

It was obvious that this pain was being 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 entirely sure whether it would take 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.

Click——

In a few breaths, Drifter's head had almost completely healed.

And he gave the impression that his aura had 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 kind of high-intensity mental activity, Fu Qian didn't make any extra moves to disturb him, and even his admiration just 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, I'm almost being exploited, and there's a high probability that my attempts won't really 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 Greedy Insect Awei, 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 speed of healing did not slow down the second time, and soon the head was intact again.

Under Fu Qian's expectant gaze, the wanderer who opened his eyes this time finally turned his head and looked over.

"You lied to me - there is no second woman!"

It's a pity that his tone was very bad. When he said the last word, he was already full of extreme hatred.

"Die."

...

The situation suddenly reversed, and the great united front collapsed in one day. The change was not sudden.

And it wasn't even over yet.

With the last word uttered by the wanderer, Fu Qian instantly felt that his body had been forced to undergo a certain transformation.

He didn't really die, and his body didn't even lose vitality rapidly, but the special accumulation that occurred in his body after the previous wound disappeared almost jumped forward.

A certain kind of intimacy that had just been relieved advanced by leaps and bounds, as if he could touch the abyss he had visited again by taking a step in the next moment.

"Door."

And the wanderer hadn't even finished his words, and didn't give Fu Qian time to vent again. The next moment he had already taken a step forward and continued to speak.

With such a sentence, in Fu Qian's perception, everything around him was more chaotic and violent, and even the stones under his feet seemed to become burnt and soft.

It was as if the entrance to the abyss was opened, and endless depravity was in front of him.

With just one step, you can revisit the old place, but it is hard to say whether you can come back.

Even without taking this step, you are also falling. Fu Qian seems to have seen a pair of frog eyes staring at him again.