Looking directly at the ancient gods for a whole year

Chapter 1573 Workshop (V)

Really dedicated.

If you are not a veteran of chuunibyou, the power of the lines is truly amazing.

Faced with Oz's answer that sounded full of malice, Fu Qian was generous in his praise for a while.

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

Through a key, you can get in touch with the real side beneath the surface of the world and shoulder the responsibility of saving everything.

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

With a force like the Night Watchman standing on the stage, even most of the chuunibyou patients would not easily feel that no one else could do the job of saving the world but them.

So much so that Brother Oz's performance at this moment feels a bit like a middle school student trying to recruit people to join his gang, especially since he is really just an ordinary person.

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

  On the one hand, it is natural to respect the current role played, and on the other hand it comes from the view of the entire incident - perhaps this is the effect you want to achieve?

……

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

If the experience just now and even the gold coins in my hand are really related to the group of people led by the old sage.

And they really followed the philosophy they declared at the time and established an organization that strives to enable mortals to control extraordinary powers through "knowledge".

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

Their philosophy is more likely to get out of control than limb replacement, and they may be easily wiped out by the Night Watchmen.

Except it didn't look that dangerous.

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

As long as we make good use of this point and give the behavior itself an explanation of another nature, it will most likely become harmless to humans and animals.

By then, let alone recruiting members, it would not be impossible to open an office next to the night watchman.

For example, in the current situation - the Chuunibyou group is obsessed with the fantasy of being chosen by fate to save the world, and on the surface, they can't even find anything extraordinary.

Just imagine three or five people like this. Even if they were wearing the same insignia, dancing and talking about how to kill the devil on the street, they would probably not be dangerous at all in the eyes of the Night Watchmen - until the moment they put on the "holy clothes".

It is the so-called multi-layer 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 an idea, especially since this level of cognition is not limited to the cat-and-mouse game with the Night Watchmen, and the same applies to within the organization.

Of course, these are just speculations. It is possible that I am overthinking and have simply mistakenly entered a group with a low mental age.

"Really? It's a shame I've been to the Abyss and you weren't there."

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

Although this line, which is extremely cool and domineering, is true.

……

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

At that moment, it was clear that Oz's mood was a little complicated.

The specific manifestation is that he is no longer satisfied with the rearview mirror and can't help but turn around to look.

"Look ahead."

It’s a pity that considering the density of pedestrians on the road, Fu Qian gave a cold reminder almost immediately.

"What do those patterns mean?"

Having successfully demonstrated his qualifications as the 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 that meaningful?” His momentum was repeatedly frustrated, and Brother Oz was unwilling to give in, so he chose to deal with the problem with a problem.

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

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

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

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

"Although I have to admit, you completed it amazingly quickly...even at night."

Oz was somewhat surprised by this comment, and even finally expressed his approval of the opponent's previous performance.

"So many people have received similar keys?"

Without showing any complacency because of the other party's praise, Fu Qian's eyes flashed and he grasped the key point.

"if not?"

As if he had finally found an opportunity to fight back, Oz let out a low laugh.

“Everyone always hopes to do nothing and be the unique chosen one.”

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

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

"Although most people will ultimately just think of this as a prank."

……

Is it really the same as I thought before?

This theme park is actually still open.

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

The special patterns hidden in the wall are waiting for the right person to get the hidden gold coins, thus secretly recruiting new members. Although it is a subtle idea, it is indeed an idea.

As they are non-original, they do not possess any extraordinary effects, otherwise they would have been discovered by the Night Watchmen first.

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

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

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

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

After thinking for a moment, Fu Qian finally chose to break the silence, and as expected, he did not dwell on the meaning behind the pattern anymore.

"I took the gold, but not the one in it."

Brother Oz seemed quite satisfied with this reaction, and he decisively played the role of Riddler while smiling.

"Here we are."

Even the next moment, he added another half sentence and turned the car into an underground area.

So that isn't the only place to call for a savior? That makes sense, as 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 around on his fingertips.

"Although I hate to admit it, I have to admire your taste again."

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

"This is the most memorable coin of all... so are you ready to lose it?"