This is so spot on!
Although Reginald and the two did not say a word, their slightly out-of-control expression management still allowed Fu Qian to naturally match this sentence.
Huh, let me give you a little professional shock.
With an arrogant look on his face, he wiped his fingers on the wound left by the leech, before flashing his eyes at the two of them.
"Would you like to check it more carefully?"
…
Staring at the drop of blood on Fu Qian's hand, Reginald's expression turned ugly and he didn't want to speak at all.
"Why are you doing this?"
In the end, Amila asked a question about the soul, her voice dry.
And this question, to a certain extent, almost acquiesces to what Fu Qian said just now.
Isn’t it because you are incompetent?
I groaned inwardly before responding to this.
From the first contact with the Celestial Sphere Cult to the present, the most gratifying thing is to confirm that they have exactly the same goal as me - to find a way to enter the world in the painting.
In fact, the reason why the derivation just now was so smooth is because Fu Qian found that what he wanted to do appeared exactly in front of him.
It is true that it coincides with each other.
Considering the position of the Celestial Sphere Order, the motivation is completely reasonable.
The only problem is that they still lack urgency and need some stimulation.
"You seem to lack faith in me."
The next moment, Fu Qian pointed to the open abdominal cavity next to him and responded to Amira's question.
"You actually think that in a place like this, I have no interest in cutting open other people's stomachs?"
…
No matter which dimension you prioritize, it is obviously unreasonable to let volunteers be the first candidates for disembowelment.
The only explanation is that Reginald and the two should also be able to sense something.
In other words, the first time they walked in, they most likely knew that this person had been tricked.
Only then did I ask if I could help.
The purpose is naturally the same as taking off a mask, which is to expose yourself to the pollution as closely as possible and observe the effects.
Unfortunately, even with his cooperation and repeated operations, Reginald still found nothing.
In frustration, he made the personal attack of "You're okay, right?"
I……
As soon as this weird answer came out, Amira felt like she was going crazy.
But after all, he is the elite of the sect who is involved in social affairs. He is well-informed and his psychological adjustment ability is quite impressive.
She quickly realized that the reason why Mr. Anke was so careless about life and death was that he was not afraid of death or pollution at all.
Because in this guy's opinion, everything inside and outside is part of the nightmare, and only the cold world in the painting is real.
So now he is in a completely unscrupulous way of having fun.
My words and deeds along the way have proven this point more than once.
But just now, not only did I see through the inducement, but I even felt that the demands of the two of me were not enough, so I went a step further on my own.
Under the crazy obsession, this guy's behavior is completely beyond common sense.
"Sorry, we did hide something earlier, but since Mr. Anke said so... yes, we are indeed very concerned about the world in the painting, but unfortunately we have never been able to start. Since you are the only new case with special behavior,
We decided to bring you here."
After taking a look at Reginald and seeing that the latter showed no objection, Amira finally admitted Fu Qian's guess.
"The purpose is indeed the same as what you said. I hope to introduce you to another nightmare. After varying degrees of contact, see if you will make any new discoveries."
"Is this right? We all have a common goal. Just communicate openly. How much troubled time can you save along the way?"
Before I paid, I seemed quite satisfied with the reaction.
Common goal, isn't your goal to have fun?
"In addition to having fun, you want to go there, and I also want to return to that 'reality'. Isn't this quite consistent?"
Feeling that the two teammates still couldn't understand his sincerity, Fu Qian continued to explain and showed his wounds again.
"The 'more' thing you were struggling with just now was whether the scale should be further improved, right? Seeing how difficult it was for you, I took the initiative."
"Should it show a little sincerity?"
Is sincerity a little too much... If memory serves me, you let that thing bite you, even before we argued?
Although she was repeatedly shocked, Amira's logic was not broken and she was not led into trouble.
But this makes it even more terrifying. What this guy just said seems to be true.
From the moment he entered here, he discovered the true purpose of the two of them... and he didn't even mind at all.
"It's a pity that judging from the current situation, we have not obtained meaningful results."
The shocked Amira took a deep breath.
"I am very sure that the nightmare has not changed in any way because of your entry, including that even if you were bitten, there will be no problem with your condition, and you will not even have symptoms of boil blood..."
"It seems that our idea is wrong, but we had no choice but to give it a try. Anyway, thank you for your cooperation."
Amira's words were very sincere, and her final thank you was also sincere.
Reginald turned his head away and seemed to have lost interest in talking.
"You don't have to be so polite. At least I didn't gain nothing and had fun, didn't I?"
Putting down his sleeves before paying, his smile did not diminish.
"But isn't it a little too early to draw conclusions now? It's just a bite. It seems we can do more, right?"
"For example, why don't you just give me those pants?"
"...First of all, it is most likely useless. At present, all nightmare-related media have become ordinary items like the painting you came into contact with."
It can be seen that this suggestion is a bit irritating, but Amira's response is slow but firm.
"Secondly, even if it is really useful, we can't do that kind of thing. It will probably cause irreparable damage to you."
After the concentration caused the nightmare, all magic was lost... Is that why the art museum is still open?
You can use new visitors to test the nightmare, and based on initial judgment, it won't cause too much trouble.
Silently verifying his guess, Fu Qian looked at Reginald the next moment, who was obviously more iron-blooded in comparison.
"Since it's as ordinary as a painting, what's the difference between wearing it and visiting an art gallery? If you have regulations, I can sign an informed agreement."
You are a bit too extreme!
Unfortunately, even though he was as strong as Reginald, Fu Qian still read this sentence from his stiff expression.
"His condition is getting worse and needs to be dealt with immediately."
But he didn't even express this opinion. The next moment, Reginald pointed to the side and said suddenly.
This chapter has been completed!