On the only way to the workshop, Oz walked straight to the door without stopping and shouted into the door.
"Come on, it's your time to shine."
Without even waiting for a response from inside, he turned back the next moment, looked at Fu Qian who was looking around curiously, and made a gesture to walk in directly.
"good."
Fu Qian obviously had no objection to this and happily stepped through the door.
But standing inside the door, the feeling is different from outside.
This is a quite spacious room. Although the configuration is more orthodox, like the places we explored before, the interior is very empty.
But at this moment, at a glance, the lines and patterns that shone brightly in the darkness and were fluorescent were not limited to the wall, but evenly climbed everywhere.
So much so that even though it's just a dead thing smeared there, it still has a faint vitality like life.
"welcome--"
While paying attention, along with a long sigh, a voice that clearly belonged to a woman also sounded in the darkness.
"We haven't met such an efficient candidate for a long time. What's your name?"
Although the words are complimentary, there is not much emotion in the tone.
Following the inquiry, lines somewhere in the room actually began to twist, as if these patterns with special meanings really came alive at that moment.
Of course it's just as if.
The light may be weak, but Fu Qian believes that as long as people with normal vision are not deceived by the assumed blindness, they can find that the "moving" part of the pattern actually has a seated human-shaped shadow.
The reason why it is said to be a camouflage trick is because the clothes this person is wearing also have fluorescent patterns of the same color, giving it an alternative camouflage style.
The change just now was also very simple. She was originally sitting facing the wall and turned 180 degrees, causing the camouflage to move.
…
It seems that I feel the vitality of the organization.
This kind of misleading, which looked more like a joke, naturally had no influence on Fu Qian. For a while, he just praised his creativity.
However, the questions asked by the other party are really not nutritious.
I've already sent the key, don't you know what it's called?
Although the problem now is that we, as the parties involved, really don’t know.
"A name is just a code name."
But this was still not a problem. He snorted, and the next moment he was full of aura.
The other party welcomed me politely, and he didn't ask any unreasonable questions.
"From the moment I set out, I have decided to cut off the past. If there must be a name, you can call me from now on -"
After a pause, he continued speaking in a measured tone.
"Lord of the Rings."
you……
The man sitting on the ground made no movement for a while, but when Oz followed him, he looked over with something obviously strange.
"I'm sorry, but I noticed that you don't seem to be wearing any rings."
And it seemed that after a small effort, he couldn't help but interrupt.
"Haha... the ring does not have to be worn on the hand."
He lowered his head and flexed his bare fingers, seeming to have been lost in contemplation of life for a second.
"It can also be engraved in flesh and blood."
…
Oz obviously didn't know that what defeated him this time was still the truth.
But his demeanor at that moment clearly reflected the meaning of "your middle two is better than mine".
"well said."
And in this silence, the real host of this trip finally took over the conversation, seeming to take it seriously.
"If that's the case, you can call me Yingzhu."
Following the self-introduction influenced by Fu Qian's style, this person stood up directly.
Even a light came on at the same time, illuminating the entire space.
Quite young and looks almost like Brother Oz.
The person who is about to provide a real assessment to confirm whether she can join before paying is a woman with black hair tied up and slender eyes.
The fluorescent light that became less conspicuous under the light made her long dress without much decoration appear more plain.
"So tell me, point."
Of course, the next moment, she stared at this and the title she spat out became even simpler, and she simply completed the abbreviation without the prior consent.
"Why are you here?"
"Think carefully before you answer. This will affect your future destiny."
…
Although he looked quite normal, he still had a strong sense of humor when he opened his mouth.
Is the organization reversely contaminated by selected disguises?
The test started unexpectedly, but I was deeply interested in the content.
Of course, at this moment, he would never believe that this organization had nothing to do with the saints and the others.
The mixed shapes on the wall are displayed here, and Fu Qian even easily found the pattern on his glove at that time.
Although this lady who called herself Yingzhu and obviously had a high status in the organization was still an ordinary person, Aisi and the others were actually in the same situation at that time.
Their power only comes from the "holy clothes" on their bodies. As long as they are taken off, they will instantly become invisible in the city.
Of course, sighs are sighs, and there is no delay in thinking about the answer before paying.
For this further assessment, the previous statements such as responding to the call are obviously no longer sufficient.
"Because the world is wrong."
After only thinking for five seconds, Fu Qian answered directly and firmly.
"...What's wrong?"
Ms. Yingzhu's self-cultivation skills were much better than Oz's. After just a moment of silence, she continued to ask the question very smoothly.
"Don't know, but it shouldn't be like this."
He shook his head before paying.
It might be a little difficult for another person to pass the exam, but for him, this kind of introduction is easy to do.
"Talented warriors guard the order, while ordinary people are responsible for enjoying it."
"The former has unshirkable responsibility, while the latter feels at ease. Everyone is limited by their natural destiny... I don't think this is right."
For those with chuunibyou, being against the whole world is always a universal motive, and the goal does not need to be specific, but an abstract concept.
"...What should be the right one?"
And it seemed that his answer was indeed a bit abstract to the examiners, and even Yingzhu's silence time was extended again.
"Ordinary people can also be overwhelmed by the burden of saving the world. That is not the privilege of extraordinary people."
Before paying, he answered fluently, as if he had already thought about it countless times while facing the blackboard.
Privilege weighed down by burdens…
With this excessively high consciousness, Ms. Yingzhu finally fell into the long exam and was shocked by the exaggerated pursuit of fairness by the young people in front of her.
"Can you take out the gold coin you found and look at it?"
As time passed by, when Yingzhu spoke again, she finally changed the question directly.