How could it really leave no trace to this extent? Just create one more?
Although it is completely a possibility that has been imagined, but it is so intuitively displayed before one's eyes, one can't help but marvel at the magic of the world.
Hilaria's dolls are exactly the same, without any difference.
It is now clear that it can be confirmed that what surprised Dorian just now was not how the lost doll was in his hands, but when he made two of them and one of them fell into his hands.
If you think about it from this perspective, can you collect a dozen of the sacred artifacts from Brother Chuitou by going there a few more times?
This can be said to be the most incredible possibility of all developments.
If you apply it casually, you can think of many eye-catching scenes.
Yet it did happen.
The situation really looks very bad.
Although he has always been eclectic and made some strange operations, when faced with this fascinating situation, Fu Qian's first reaction was extremely pessimistic.
Because essentially it represents the most terrifying possibility—it cannot leave traces on the indigenous people in any way.
This includes taking items of otherworldly nature.
There is every reason to suspect that if we visit again, Hilaria will probably still be a steadfast believer who has not taken off her mask, while Sara, the bride of the night, is still quietly nursing her baby on the recliner.
To this place, I feel like I am a passer-by in an absolute sense.
Just like the moment I meet them, I just enter an overlapping parallel time and space.
No matter what they did there, or even what they brought out, it would have no impact on them in reality.
Then your goal is to prevent the bitter fruit from growing.
The bitter pill of being rooted in this reality.
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To change a world that I can't even touch, the warehouse is getting too much.
Is it really necessary to use the Brilliant Tyrant to directly carry out a violent transformation?
Complaints are complaints, Fu Qian was not in a hurry to do so.
Because in his estimation, it was probably a reopening item.
Containment object numbered 1 or human beings who are suspected of not being in reality, which one is more vulnerable?
The answer to this question is obvious.
Although it is still unclear why at least one aborigine must be left behind.
But if you really use Brilliant Tyrant to increase the strength of Akons, you still don't know what the bitter pill is.
By the time the aboriginal people disappear together with the bitter fruit, I'm afraid it will be the best outcome.
As for the mythical form, the King of Abandoned Prison?
Try to observe the world from a higher level perspective and confirm whether you will still be completely isolated in that case?
There are also risks, but it is indeed an idea.
Although there is no rush, you might as well watch Brother Dorian’s performance first.
Judging from this person's demeanor, it can be said that Fu Qian is very much looking forward to the troubles he will encounter next.
Especially after Dorian really accepted his opinion and placed the second Hilaria on a chair behind him.
"That's great. It's so rare to have a patient who trusts the doctor like you do!"
Using the same gesture as when he was holding a long awl last time, Dorian held the holy sword entrusted to him for safekeeping with his backhand, looking very relieved.
But as the saying goes, a good patient is not easy to win.
"Here, drink it."
Not even a second after the high praise, Dorian handed over a cup made of special material.
Wrapped in old dirt with a strong sense of age, an orange-gold liquid ripples in it.
Of course, you can't just look at the shortcomings. The potion itself is relatively clear, so you can easily see the thicker dirt at the bottom of the cup.
At the same time, compared with the potion given by the old lady, the quantity is much larger.
"Can you not drink? Your cup is too poorly polished."
Fu Qian shook his head for a moment.
"Not to mention 'neither collected in drops nor flowed down in streams', you didn't put any detergent at all, did you?"
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"Haha... of course."
Regarding Fu Qian's first uncooperative response, after staring at him for a while, Dorian's reaction turned out to be somewhat satisfactory.
"The function of the potion is very simple. It allows you to fall asleep faster. Problems like yours need to be treated from the spiritual level."
"If you can let yourself fall asleep anytime, anywhere, you don't have to drink it at all."
It seemed that given that the bright cards had their own agenda, his reaction before the fight was not only not unexpected, but even gave the opponent a timid sense of victory under pressure.
"Psychological problem, are you sure?"
However, although he respected the doctor's judgment, his statement still made Fu Qian frown and show the blood all over his body.
laugh--
Even before Dorian could answer, he pulled out another blood clot from his back.
"... Of course, curses and cries, have you forgotten what you said? The physical trauma is just the appearance."
At one point, he was a little confused by the question, but Dorian quickly recalled the patient's self-reported medical history and reminded him with a smile.
"That's right."
Although he had the courage to raise questions, Fu Qian was obviously not the kind of stubborn patient. Faced with the doctor's explanation, he nodded after thinking for a moment.
"Then let's start quickly - there's no need for this."
However, when Dorian offered the potion again, he refused again, his tone full of confidence.
"I'm very good at falling asleep anytime, anywhere."
Just kidding, from the first glimpse into dreams to the mastery of nightmares, our research results have been published in many important journals.
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"It's best if you have this confidence."
Although his rational judgment seemed to be an excuse, Fu Qian's tone and demeanor were so contagious that even Dorian was a little unconfident.
But since the patient was so confident, he didn't seem to be prepared to force it for a moment, and actually put the potion aside.
"What you need to do now is very simple, look into their eyes, look at yourself in their eyes..."
The next moment, he was also sitting in front of and behind Fu, and his voice already had a special rhythm, like a psychiatrist guiding hypnosis.
Although as a professional, I know before paying that this is purely a performance.
While Dorian was speaking, a feeling similar to the unfolding of a clear dream came over quietly.
And there was a special ripple in the eyes of the puppet that he was staring at, and even his own shadow seemed to be moving.
Sure enough, he has mastered some kind of dream-related ability. His rank is not low, but he doesn't know the source of this authority.
Silently feeling the whirlpool that seemed to tear apart his will, Fu Qian secretly thought to himself.
Of course, it's only to this extent. It may not be so easy to get out after entering, but whether you enter or not is still up to you.
"good."
Without hesitation, Fu Qian threw his will into the whirlpool.