It is said that when insects encounter extreme situations, they will use a variety of stress methods to resist external intrusion.
For example, pretending to be dead.
At this moment, as Fu Qian struggled to find common ground with his colleagues, the lobbyist was visibly aroused.
The specific manifestation is that with the last words of Fu Qian, this man grabbed his head and twisted it 180 degrees. Only the back of his head covered with messy black hair was facing this way, and no sound was made.
"Brother lobbyist, why are you doing this!"
Such a reaction naturally moved the culprit, who immediately let out a cry of grief and stepped forward.
As expected, the lobbyist practiced racial professionalism. Even with such threatening actions, there was still no reaction and the fake death was carried out to the end.
Of course, I didn’t actually come forward before paying.
The friendship between gentlemen is as light as water. How can a great and prosperous king do what is difficult for others?
"And there is no need to be so pessimistic. When Fu goes out, he will be invited by dreams."
Although these words were full of impassioned meaning, my friend never responded.
After some reflection before paying, I realized that it might be what I had done in the past that made people worry about the risks in the dream. Even if I wanted to, I might not dare to go there, so I nodded slightly.
"Or if you have any other old acquaintances, you can tell me and I will try to find them for help."
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Still no response, the lobbyist seemed to have made up his mind to act like a dead insect.
"So you have no old acquaintance, interesting..."
He paid but still didn't mind and said "oh" thoughtfully.
"Is it possible that we come from different places?"
"...You are just incomprehensibly boring."
As the saying goes, where sincerity comes, gold and stone will open.
The lobbyist brother, who was already showing off his attitude as an ancient Buddha, was finally moved by this refusal to abandon or give up, and gave a hoarse and strange response.
"Does the answer to this question mean anything to you?"
But whether it was him or an old friend visiting, it was obvious that he didn't care about such details as his voice.
"Of course it makes sense."
As the saying goes, the doctor is kind-hearted and successfully treated autism. His tone before paying was full of joy.
"This way I don't have to beat you to death."
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"Haha... do you think I will be afraid of such a threat? Do you think death here will be real death? Are you thinking too wonderfully?"
There is no doubt that the prognosis is good, and the lobbyist brother's emotional arousal was very successful.
It's just that maybe it was a little too successful. Facing these three questions, Fu Qian was even a little dazed for a moment, thinking that Ms. Harriet's will had invaded.
"So you won't die if you are killed in here?"
"of course not."
The lobbyist smiled weirdly.
"It's just that every death makes you sink deeper."
"Because of this, you don't have to be afraid at all, because it is already insignificant to us."
I see.
Before paying, he let out a sigh of relief as if he suddenly realized something.
"Then what are you doing so close to the door?"
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"I remembered that you mentioned last time that taking action here might cause the nightmare accumulated behind the door to stir up, causing unimaginable consequences."
"So you are a gatekeeper now, right? You would rather be beaten to death by me than to protect the tranquility of the corridor? Rather than jumping in because of a bad situation?"
With a look of admiration on his face, Fu Qian skillfully used three questions of parallelism.
"I seem to understand everything... Let's just say, if it is really a stress reaction, the situation in front of us is obviously more reasonable to survive by amputating limbs than by feigning death."
"...It seems it's time for you to leave. It's obvious that many people miss you."
The lobbyist was clearly overwhelmed and abruptly changed the topic again.
But the content is not nonsense, because I felt it before I paid.
At this moment, a special kind of excitement arose in the corridor.
And the clear understanding in his heart told Fu Qian that as long as he chose to respond, he would directly descend into this latest dream related to him.
"Okay, brother, please wait a moment. I'll come back as soon as I go."
There was no nonsense beforehand, just a greeting and a direct response.
And until the corridor disappeared before his eyes, the lobbyist remained silent.
…
The lobbyist brother may not be a native of the bookstore world.
Although he had become autistic under repeated stimulation, Fu Qian still vaguely verified a certain idea from the lobbyist's reaction.
Although the person's style was indeed a bit casual, in fact, during the initial contact, Fu Qian didn't think about it in this regard.
After all, there are too many monsters and monsters in the bookstore world, and the lobbyist is obviously familiar with it, and even has a concept of the warehouse, so there is nothing wrong with it.
But during this escort trip, Fu Qian was deeply interested in the small shop he finally saw in Laerting, so he naturally started to think in the opposite direction.
The previous incident in Loris City has almost proven that the reason why Bernard and Loretta are in this strange situation is precisely because of their connection with the Nightmare Corridor.
Considering that he undoubtedly relied on the power of the corridor to complete the crossing, it is almost certain that Loretta could leave the black tea in Laerting through the same channels.
So given that the Nightmare Corridor obviously has such cross-dimensional authority, is it possible that someone could come to the bookstore world from its destination in the reverse direction?
Or even if you want to do it but haven't completed it yet, such as being trapped in the corridor - just like you are now.
And if this is the case, it is not difficult to think of the reason why lobbyists are familiar with some information, and that is because of the many souls annihilated in it.
According to his introduction when we first met, these five doors represent dreams dominated by superior will, and many elements in the dream are contributed by each character who fell inside.
This person has been leaning against the door since he appeared just now. The most conceivable possibility is that he is preparing to jump in if the situation is not good.
He looked like he was giving up on treatment and was frustrated, but it seemed to me that his acting was too poor.
Of course, Fu Qian was still inclined to believe the statement that he couldn't see the details of the dream.
It's not about character, it's about humanity.
After suffering such a big loss last time, even the most ambitious fish will not be so bold as to bite the hook directly.
But it doesn’t matter. Didn’t you come to invite me?
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You will never make the mistake of being blindly optimistic before paying.
What I am currently in is a situation where witches are rushing people back as soon as possible, and I don't want to accumulate negative status for one more second.
If you don't collect as much information as you can, stand on the shoulders of the sages as much as possible, and just hope to follow your feelings, then you may not only be the one who gets killed - will someone really die?
The light in front of my eyes quickly brightened while I was thinking.
Fu Qian's gaze was naturally attracted to one of the bright reds.
Thick and dazzling, the large area of ferocious blood was smeared on the snow-white sheets.
Surrounded by sheets, there is a naked body that is only slightly less white.
Sorry, because the new copy has just started, the small release at the end of the month has been slightly postponed. Thank you again for your support and likes.
