Chapter 182 The leisurely life of demigods
In fact, if he hadn't heard the voice, Fu Qian would have even forgotten the existence of this person - Xu Meng, who had just caused trouble for him not long ago.
Since we only met once, four days ago, the relevant information about this person has almost been swept out of memory.
It took a lot of effort to remember before paying.
However, it was obvious that this person was not the one, and the shouts could be heard full of hatred and resentment.
Fu Qian was not surprised by this. He had never believed in letting go of grudges with a smile.
Perhaps because of Tan Ying's relationship, this person really gave up the idea of venting his anger on himself.
But after all, we are all adults, and we can still use the spiritual victory method of cutting people to pieces in the void.
The only strange thing is, why did this macho man's voice appear in his mind?
I'm really not familiar with him, so the auditory hallucinations shouldn't be his turn.
I held my breath before paying, carefully distinguishing the sounds I heard.
Half a minute after that cry full of resentment, the same voice sounded again.
Fu Qian subconsciously focused his attention on it.
brush!
The next moment, a dark curtain suddenly opened, and Fu Qian found that the room suddenly became illusory and hazy.
Around him, in the dim light, erratic balls of light flickered and disappeared.
Xu Meng's voice full of resentment came from one of them.
Before paying, I tried to reach out and touch it.
The next moment his eyes lit up and a picture flashed across his mind.
Xu Meng sat there with an angry look on his face, the table in front of him filled with boiling hot tea.
The woman in professional attire with a plump and round figure remained silent. Not far away were the broken teacups on the ground.
That’s not saying anything!
The video ended quickly, and Fu Qian watched it from beginning to end, until Xu Meng stood up and started tearing off the woman's clothes. The latter half pushed and half rolled to the sofa without hearing his name appear.
Could it be that what I heard was the resentment in my heart?
As long as someone thinks of you in your heart, your voice can be heard by yourself?
Although it is a bit bizarre, it feels like this is the only explanation!
As for why this happens, I have roughly guessed the reason before paying.
The only change I have made today is that I have been promoted to Whiteboard Demigod.
In the description of the demigod, it was specifically mentioned that it "obtained sublimation in the original sense and officially became a mythical creature."
At any rate, it is reasonable to have some magical aspects with the word "divine".
Fu Qian, who had just dealt with a certain conceptual creature, was no longer particularly hard to accept this.
The tuba is no longer in use. I wish Mr. Xu a strong and prosperous old age, and may the old tree blossom!
Fu Qian ignored Xu Meng and looked around instead.
In just this moment, new groups of light have appeared, and at the same time, some that were originally dim have completely dissipated.
Fu Qian focused his attention on the newly appeared group, and the voice coming from it also sounded a little angry.
The scene in front of me unfolded again.
In a classroom-like room, with her hair simply tied back, Tan Ying tilted her head, her pink lips curled up, and she was biting the tip of her pen and contemplating.
Although I was in class, my eyes were not looking at the blackboard at all.
Just celebrate the festival a little bit, why do you feel so resentful?
Fu Qian sighed with emotion, this person really holds a grudge!
I didn’t read any more. I just exited the current screen before paying and browsed a few more.
Qin Mingze, Wu Qingyu... almost all are acquaintances, most of them are very vague, maybe they are from earlier.
Before paying, I felt a little lucky that I had a small social circle.
If this was a celebrity, I'm afraid he would be annoyed to death.
Whatever is thought must be known.
Now it seems that the side effect of becoming a demigod is that any thoughts related to oneself can be turned into sounds and transmitted to the ears.
After looking around, the loudest voice among all the voices seemed to be that of Mr. Xu.
Sure enough, the enemy is the one who pays the most attention to you!
In the midst of emotion, Fu Qian tried to draw his attention away from these sounds, and the illusion around him suddenly dissipated.
But even so, new sounds still come out every once in a while, but they are not as loud as in the paying attention state.
I have to find a way to block it. I'm not a voyeur.
Fu Qian frowned and looked around. The sound appeared directly in his consciousness. He probably couldn't wear headphones or the like.
Wait a minute! You can’t wear headphones——
Before paying, I thought of something, and without saying a word, the mark on my wrist was triggered.
The screen changed and he entered the warehouse again. Without hesitation before paying, he quickly found the [Messenger] with the code name 3-0177.
This mask allows one to synchronize to another world and should be able to cut off this invisible connection.
Putting the blood-stained mask on his face, the scene in front of him changed rapidly.
When his senses recovered, Fu Qian woke up again on the second floor of the bookstore.
Sitting up from the bed, Fu Qian didn't rush to do anything, he just stared ahead and waited silently.
Whether it was Xu Meng or Tan Ying, the sound did not appear again - in fact, no sound appeared again.
But before I deal with it, it feels a little strange.
In fact, if you think about it, in comparison, my social circle in this world is wider, so it stands to reason that it is impossible not to hear voices.
In Fu Qian's estimation, when he got here, he would not hear Tan Ying's and the others' voices, and at the same time, there should be some voices from this world instead.
However, after waiting for half an hour, there was nothing.
My own demigod status didn't cause any changes here?
What is special about the world itself?
Indeed, the total number of demigods in this world is not too small, but I have never heard of anything like this before, so it must be something special about it.
It's a pity that I felt that my good wishes were in vain the moment I paid.
Being disturbed is one thing, but if the effect just now is also effective in this world, then the difficulty of your subsequent tasks will definitely plummet.
This is similar to the existence of a psychic detector. No one can calculate that they will not be detected by then.
such a pity!
He shook his head before paying.
But if you think about everything on the bright side, you will at least have an extra place where you can enjoy peace and quiet.
If you get bored over there one day, just come here.
Fu Qian thought while looking around. Judging from the dust on the windowsill, it was almost the same as the first time he synced up.
Sure enough, the passage of time in the two worlds is synchronized.
Of course, the most accurate thing is to go out and check the date later.
Speaking of which, I haven't been to this place much.
I thought about it before paying, and considering the harassment I would face when I went back, I decided to take a short walk here.
…
In this dangerous world, human civilization is still protected as much as possible!
In a sense, the night watchman did a really good job.
In a shopping mall near the bookstore, Fu Qian was walking and sighing, and the next moment he was suddenly stunned.
Not far ahead, Yuan Shan, with her arms covered with shopping bags, turned back with confusion.
This chapter has been completed!