Looking directly at the ancient gods for a whole year

Chapter 1574 Workshop (VI)

The keys may be the same, but there are many different coins.

It is easy for Fu Qian to draw a conclusion from Brother Oz's praise.

After all, if the key you give yourself corresponds to the lock one by one, then which gold coin you get is fixed from the beginning and has nothing to do with your vision.

It’s not surprising, as there are Saints of different constellations.

Even considering that the pattern she chose as a guide has an obvious connection with the one on Ais's breastplate, it is possible that this "the goddess is waiting" design was created by her.

From this perspective, although the gold coins themselves do not have extraordinary effects, they should not be a pure trading item.

"you flatter me."

Taking a breath, Fu Qian withdrew his gaze from the gold coins and raised his head as if looking into the infinity.

"As for losing..."

There was no emotion in his voice, but that made it sound more resolute.

"You don't know what I'm betting on, just like you don't know why I won't lose..."

……

So what are you betting on?

Brother Oz's eyes, which finally showed through his sunglasses, were not big, but they were bright.

After hearing what the young man said, he became even more excited.

He looked at Fu Qian's face with wide eyes, seeming to understand his confused feelings.

It seems that for a conscript, Fu Qian's level of middle school immaturity is a bit extreme.

"So why is it so memorable? Is there a story behind this pattern?"

After the guide stopped the car, he just stood there in a daze without saying a word, but Fu Qian didn't mind it too much.

After expressing his unstoppable determination, he frowned slightly at the other party's scrutiny, showing his delicate side.

Being passionate does not mean being simple-minded, and the details between the other party's words were clearly noticed.

Of course there are also details on the appearance.

While asking the question, it is easy to notice that Brother Oz's left pupil is not only deeper, but also has a different shape from that of ordinary people.

"Your eyes..."

As if thinking about something, Fu Qian simply ignored the previous question.

"Hehe...that's why I wear glasses."

Having saved himself the trouble of answering a question, Brother Oz seemed to be relieved. However, he was still far from being as happy as when his extraordinary qualities were discovered.

"And as I said just now, you do have a good eye for observation—"

"Why are you wearing these glasses?"

It’s a pity that before I could even start praising myself after praising others, I was interrupted.

……

The shape is so strange that the eyes have to be hidden behind sunglasses, which is indeed quite captivating at first glance.

But there was no extraordinary aura in front of a second-level person with inspiration ninety-nine.

Rather than believing that this was a god-like being condescending to personally welcome the new students, Fu Qian was more inclined to say that the quality of the cosmetic contact lenses was good.

"Are you trying to say it's fake?"

However, for Oz, who had a determined look just now, the nature of this comment was obviously more serious than being accused of having fake shoes on the basketball court.

His face instantly turned cold, and the two different pupils glanced over with a very unfriendly tone.

"The quality is very good. I personally appreciate it very much, but I just don't want to hear the story behind it."

Fu Qian has no intention of backing down. Many people have misunderstandings about middle school boys, unconsciously treating them as hot-blooded fools who easily believe in all kinds of illusions and so on.

Little do people know that the true spirit of a middle school student is precisely the confidence to see through everything within the scope of cognition.

Fu Qian made no effort to conceal his deep understanding of this concept.

"So you want to say that the gold coins in your hand are fake? From just now to now, this is just a carefully planned farce?"

Of course the reaction was that Oz's expression had become even colder.

The transformation from a guide of the mysterious world to a jumping clown was undoubtedly difficult for him to accept.

"So you think I can't even tell if it's real gold?"

Fu Qian still did not back down at all, and even smiled coldly while asking the question.

"Since I received that key, I have never doubted the call of destiny."

"That's why I went to that place without hesitation, confident that I could find the hidden things, and even without any surprise when I actually did it."

"What I want to say is very simple, put away those meaningless stories, and don't test my determination with lies."

"From the moment I made the choice, I had already made up my mind..."

……

The enthusiasm of ignorant people often cools down easily, and there are also high and low levels of middle school second-year mentality.

[Enter the workshop, the power of hunting gods is waiting]

Even though it is not certain for the time being whether the "holy armor" will really be issued in the end, Fu Qian does not think that such an honor can be passed by pure passion alone - it requires something more extreme.

For example, there is no need for any reason, just the confidence that it is destiny.

Pointing out the significance of Brother Oz's behavior is not to make people feel less childish, but to make people feel more childish.

Since we have decided not to waste the character set that the warehouse helped to prepare, and to experience the organizational culture of the "Post-Blindness Society" while completing the task, we must of course be professional.

And the effect seems to be good.

It was clearly a response of disdain, but at that moment the displeasure on Brother Oz's face quickly hardened and eventually became meaningful.

"It looks like we have a very different candidate."

"Yes, this is indeed false."

Pointing at his left eye, he was honest but still couldn't bear to take out his contact lens.

"I won't comment on your other feelings, but I'm looking forward to your next performance... Let's go."

As he was speaking, he had already opened the door and got out of the car.

"So this is the workshop?"

But people who are blindly confident are invincible. Fu Qian was not at all nervous. He got off the car and followed the car forward, looking around and asking questions casually.

"No."

Oz didn't turn around, but answered quickly, even looking up at a 45-degree angle while speaking, even though there was only an opaque ceiling up there.

“But this is the only way to reach the workshop, and this is where you need to prove yourself.”

……

  There are truly crouching tigers, hidden dragons here, and they should not be underestimated!

Seeing that Oz repaired the broken pieces in just one second, even someone as strong as Fu Qian couldn't help but praise him inwardly.

But as a candidate with the heart of a strong man, it is impossible for him to be shaken in the slightest.

Without saying much, Fu Qian looked around as his vision suddenly opened up as he walked. He naturally focused his gaze on the only place in the courtyard where there was a little light.

Various patterns similar to those seen in the "unused building" not long ago were painted on the inner wall of a room with some special paint.

But they are only similar, because Fu Qian can see at a glance that they are the originals that have not been distorted.

Change first and then change