It can be seen that Lord Alakir is indeed in a hurry.
When establishing contact with the Pope, the right eyeball was thrown out by me as a coordinate to increase the probability of locking.
At this moment, just like the left hand, it is also in a state of incomplete and incomplete essence.
So it’s not too strange that the arms have turned into worms and the eyeballs have turned into this.
However, it can also be seen from this that the superior does not want to let go of any weak points.
In addition, in comparison, the right eye still has its own uniqueness.
That is, compared with the extremely poor flexibility of the insect arm, it not only follows the other eye in its flexible movement, but also dutifully transmits visual signals for itself.
It's quite magical, but considering the worm he pulled out of his neck when he first entered the nightmare corridor, this connection between the senses is understandable.
At the same time, it was precisely because of this that even Wen Li, who met for the second time, found nothing unusual.
Unfortunately for Qian, he never likes to simply attribute some changes to luck.
After entering the corridor, the moment he realized that his field of vision was a little wider, he compared it with the insect arm, guessed this possibility, and decided to keep it as it was.
After all, the current situation is not a bad thing.
If you really dig it out, it may slow down the pollution a little bit, but it is obviously not a good cooperative gesture, and it can easily scare children in their dreams.
There is a clear example right before our eyes.
Without this greater impact of abnormality than the insect arm, Miss Wen would probably have to spend some time trying to get out.
It can be regarded as a different kind of natural talent. I will be useful.
If that didn't work, Fu Qian even thought of throwing her headband to see if it would help.
Also, after the dream was broken, why did it seem a little different from before?
…
Stroking his empty eye sockets, he looked forward and fell into deep thought at the scene in front of him.
It is also a corridor, but it has a completely different style from the Nightmare Corridor.
Compared with the weird and sublime nature of the latter, the atmosphere of life is too much, just like... the hotel you went to after picking up corpses in a bar?
Yes, the tonal decoration of this corridor is not only familiar, it seems that Taylor has seen it before when he came here. The most important thing——
Fu Qian turned to look at the ajar door next to him and pushed it open.
The figure with the head of a human and the body of a bug, with abdominal muscles dragging the floor, and a horrified look on his face. Who could he be if he wasn't an old lobbyist?
Even the lying posture of the person on the bed in the distance has not changed at all.
"What else do you want to do?"
And even before he paid the fee and entered the door, the lobbyist was already frowning and looking up and down, showing no sign of joy that someone would come to take over.
It was obvious from the opponent's previous performance that he no longer counted on this positivity.
"I thought it was an illusion. Didn't I disdain to come in before? Why did I suddenly change my mind?"
His eyes undoubtedly fell on the bloody pit on Fu Qian's face, and the lobbyist did not hide his gloating.
After all, no matter how you look at it, you suffered a loss when you acted recklessly.
"That's a good question, actually I want to know too."
Fu Qian's expression remained as usual, not irritated at all.
He even pushed his right eyebrow manually while speaking, making a thinking expression in conjunction with it.
After all, it was eye-gouging, so the surrounding areas were slightly affected and not so agile.
…
"It stands to reason that I should be taking a walk in the cloister now."
Walking to his previous seat and sitting down, Fu Qian finally shook his head and sighed.
"It seems that His Excellency Alakir has some opinions on my previous work and imposed some guidance."
"It's rare for you to be honest."
This statement undoubtedly resonated with lobbyists.
It seems that in his judgment, this is the only possibility.
After all, it's hard to imagine that a mere injury to one eye could change this lunatic's mind.
"It seems that His strength has been restored even more ideally than imagined. Should you use this to correct your escape plan?"
"In fact, I think His current approach is entirely out of good intentions, that is, he doesn't want you to continue to waste your own value."
And not surprisingly, although he did not smile arrogantly, his lobbyist and proud attitude still reappeared.
It is indeed more "ideal" than you imagine.
Fu Qian, who truly knew the criteria for awakening, shook his head inwardly. He did not express any stimulation, but looked around.
"Why doesn't it seem to have changed at all? You've been here for so long and haven't done anything?"
"...That's because nothing has changed, it's just what I do."
Unfortunately, even such technical discussions still irritated lobbyists.
"In order to minimize the resistance of the dreamer when the time comes, it is best to keep Can Meng's state exactly the same as when he left."
It was clearly hard work but was interpreted in the opposite direction. The next moment it was explained coldly, vowing to seek justice for itself.
"If I hadn't been careful, the woman on the bed would have woken up long ago."
"There is actually such a saying!"
Fu Qian was also very easy-going. Not only did he not question anything, he actually looked like he had learned from it.
"This is not too difficult. As long as you carefully understand the state of controlling dreams, you can master it quickly."
It's hard to believe that he was really taught, but the lobbyist obviously wanted to find someone to replace him, so he still insisted on guiding him.
"If you hadn't left just now, you would have most likely gained this harvest instead of losing an eye."
"Who said I gained nothing?"
This statement made the expert a little unhappy. He immediately recalled it and drew a symbol in the air.
"What's this?"
The lobbyist still took it seriously, but unfortunately he still had no experience.
You don't even know the logo of the hair salon - bah, the cloister, why are you pretending to be there every day?
"You are joking?"
While complaining in his heart, Fu Qian did not hide his contempt at all.
"I'm not interested in knowing what this thing is...so this is all you get?"
The lobbyist who was educating the newcomers obviously couldn't bear this. He didn't say anything and after recalling it again, he finally expressed that he didn't care.
…
It seems that the previous judgment was correct. The main purpose of using this symbol to replace the emblem of the Abandoned Prison King is to hinder himself.
Fu Qian, who was opposite him, nodded slightly and came to a conclusion.
Even the top players who have been here for so long have no idea about this symbol, which shows that this method has rarely been used in previous attempts.
It stands to reason that this kind of concept that goes straight to the essence should be a powerful tool for jailbreaking and should not be so ignored.
The most likely explanation is that this symbol representing the essence, like the dream of the gods behind the door, is also specially targeted.
If that were the case, even if he had shown it to Lite before, it was hard to say whether she would be able to remember it when she woke up.
It is indeed an innate and extraordinary insulating holy body.
The advantage is that there is no need to worry about contamination.
Before sighing, he shook his head lightly and responded to the lobbyist's question.