Perseverance does not mean stupidity, let alone a stream of consciousness player who can't even remember his name but is still confident that he can find a wife.
In a role like this, honesty is important.
The words "Knowing people and doing them well" are more than just words.
Therefore, while having a brief contact with Drifter, leading the target to La Nina, and turning him into a mission tool, Fu Qian did not even hide the intention of using him.
Facts have proved that the effect is quite ideal.
The Drifter Knight, who didn't have much logical thinking activity to begin with, felt the frankness intuitively, and finally tilted the balance towards win-win cooperation.
I even took off my hat at this moment, thinking it was a manifestation of attitude.
And Fu Qian finally got to see the whole thing.
There is indeed a sense of abstraction, not in appearance, but in a certain aura of inhumanity.
Although he still looks very impatient.
"So do you have any idea where to find her?"
While taking off his hood, Drifter asked directly.
"First of all, you can find her here. Secondly, this place is not very big. There is a frozen sea outside. Thirdly, she should be in some kind of clever hiding place."
How could I be dissatisfied with this before I paid? I just cooperated neatly the next moment.
"And I have no clues so far. I need you to feel the possible connection and use your sensitivity to women's smell."
While admitting that he had not gained anything, he also gave suggestions before paying.
"I understand."
After listening carefully, the Drifter Knight really didn't say much.
…
As a knight, no matter what, the relationship between the Drifter and the virgin La Nina should be much closer than his own.
So what is more worth borrowing than this talent and his perseverance?
And this is undoubtedly a conspiracy.
There is no deception, there is no need to even mislead, just put the situation directly in front of you.
You are looking for your wife, and among the women who are still alive in this place now, apart from the one you just excluded, there is probably only one who is hiding.
My motives are indeed ambiguous, but there is a high probability that you are no match for me, and there is no way to eliminate the trouble first. It is up to you to decide what to do next.
It seems that Drifter Knight did make a choice quickly.
Without even taking one more step outside, the next moment he slowly raised his hand, and the death claw that flashed in front of him appeared again, pressing on his head that was exposed because he took off his hood.
In addition, he closed his eyes at the same time, like a thinker whose brain enters an overclocking state.
Click——
It’s just that this overclocking method seems to be more physical.
The posture was maintained for less than two seconds. With a crisp sound, Drifter's entire head was crushed directly by the death claws, and liquid even splashed out.
Sure enough, it's not that easy to kill.
Standing aside quietly without disturbing me, I witnessed such a scene, even compared my own changes, and was amazed for a moment.
The "corpse" of the Drifter did not fall. On the contrary, just like the previous body that was almost crushed by him, even vital parts like his head were healing quickly.
At the same time, the twisted violence transmitted to the surroundings instantly became intense again, including on himself.
It was obvious that this pain was being radiated again.
Even as a player who has also mastered certain radiation skills, Fu Qian can vaguely feel that in addition to the intensity being more exaggerated than before, another change is that the scope of influence is rapidly expanding.
I'm not sure whether it takes too much extra effort for Drifter to do this, but it's not difficult to guess its purpose - to establish further connections with every part of this place in this way.
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The most efficient way is to find the woman who has little chance of being his wife.
If you just do this, it is hard to say how heavy the pressure on the Drifter will be. The negative venue effect in this prison will undoubtedly add to the seriousness.
This is without the third knight being sacrificed.
Click——
In a few breaths, Drifter's head had almost completely healed.
And he gave people the impression that his breath had finally declined slightly, and his body was even a little trembling at that moment.
The Drifter's reaction to this was to briefly open his eyes and then apply more power to his Deathclaw.
There was another crisp sound, and the second wave of impact surged out.
…
Really persistent.
Faced with this high-intensity mental activity, Fu Qian did not make any unnecessary movements to disturb him, and even his admiration was only heard in his heart.
It can be seen that this knight related to the abyss has a very strong obsession with finding his wife.
I don't even know where I am, I'm almost being exploited, and there's a high probability that my attempts won't actually yield results. Even with all kinds of negative consequences, I still do this kind of suicidal effort without hesitation.
In addition, there is another small observation, that is, the ability to radiate pain seems to have a limit.
He still can't reach the level of Greedy Insect Awei, who can take all kinds of damage and never die.
There is reason to believe that as long as the damage is exaggerated enough, the Drifter will still fall after exceeding a certain limit.
Of course, the advantage in comparison is that in the process of falling, the person who killed him will most likely have to pay a considerable price.
The healing speed did not slow down the second time, and soon the head was intact again.
Under Fu Qian's expectant gaze, the wanderer who opened his eyes this time finally turned his head and looked over.
"You lied to me - there is no second woman!"
It's a pity that his tone was very bad, and when he said the last word, it was filled with extreme hatred.
"die."
…
The situation suddenly reversed, and once the great united front collapsed, the change could not be described as sudden.
And it's not even over yet.
With the last words uttered from Rogue's mouth, Fu Qian instantly felt some kind of forced change in his body.
He wasn't really dead, and his body didn't even lose vitality rapidly. However, the special accumulation that occurred in the body after the previous wounds disappeared almost advanced by leaps and bounds.
A certain sense of intimacy that had just been resolved grew by leaps and bounds, as if the next moment I took a step, I could once again touch the abyss I had visited.
"Door."
The rogue hadn't even finished speaking, and there was no time for further communication before payment. The next moment, he had already taken a step forward and continued to speak.
With this sentence, in Fu Qian's perception, everything around him became more chaotic and violent, and even the stones under his feet seemed to have become charred black and soft.
It was as if the entrance to the abyss had opened, and endless depravity lay before our eyes.
With just one step, you can return to your old place, but it's hard to say whether you can come back.
Even without taking this step, he was falling. Fu Qian seemed to have seen a pair of frog eyes staring at him again.