Yuan Fang's bold "request" made Fu Qian deeply admired for a moment.
The content is indeed simple, but the things are not simple.
"Your demigods seem to have already taken action once, and judging from their performance, it's hard to give people confidence."
He did not hide his doubts before paying.
"I understand what you mean."
Yuan Fang naturally saw Fu Qian's lack of enthusiasm and quickly explained.
"I didn't give much input into Ballard's previous actions. They could only be regarded as their response to protect themselves."
"The information I provided is that Joan and the lord are indeed dead."
"Organizing manpower, collecting clues, and taking action are all their own operations."
Snap!
While talking, Yuan Fang took out a metal lighter and lit a cigarette for himself.
"In fact, even if I give suggestions, they may not listen to me."
"After all, I'm not their leader, I'm just an advisor at best."
After a deep sip, this person closed his eyes and looked intoxicated.
"You should be able to tell that I'm not even a demigod."
Why do all the Riddlers I meet look like teachers?
Bookstore owner Bernard also smokes and drinks.
The scene before him made Fu Qian couldn't help but think of an elusive old friend.
"My understanding of your words is that you are not prepared to participate in the next great action."
While feeling emotional, Fu Qian made a sharp interpretation of Yuan Fang's words.
"Of course."
The latter opened his eyes after hearing this and admitted it without hesitation.
"Compared to any of you, I am too weak, but I just have some fortune-telling talent."
"So you can really predict the future?"
Fu Qian is quite interested in this aspect.
"You can see a little bit, but it's very chaotic and full of uncertainty, especially once there are outsiders involved."
As a magic stick, Yuan Fang is quite humble.
"Do foreigners often come here?"
"Not often, because this place is equally dangerous for outsiders, and the harvest can't be taken out yet."
"Except for the fire."
One thing to add before paying.
"That's right, except for the fire."
After taking three puffs of a cigarette, Yuan Fang threw the butt of the cigarette away and stared at Fu Qian.
"But the occurrence of fire can be devastating to this place."
"I thought this place was immortal? But it can also be destroyed?"
I said ah before paying.
"First of all, this place is truly immortal."
Yuan Fang pointed at his head.
"With this special connection to this place, I can't believe this."
"No one knows when this place originated, and no one even knows how they got here, including Ballard and the others. Everyone has been here since they had sanity."
"Secondly, the people here are not immortal."
"It's like the clown dies many times and forgets something every time."
Although looking at Fu Qian, Yuan Fang seemed to be talking about another person.
"You can know again, but essentially this is an irreversible process, the same for everyone."
"Although the future of this group of people has been determined, I still hope that this process can last longer."
"I understand, death doesn't even need to be so intense. They are lost all the time?"
Fu Qian rubbed his chin, remembering the metaphor of gears from before.
If it is only death that makes people lose themselves step by step, then for demigods, as long as they act carefully, it is not complete despair.
It seems that it is really like a gear. As long as it rotates, wear will occur all the time, but it is not so obvious.
And eventually turning into shapeless iron filings is their only fate.
"Yes, so I want to ask you for help, at least avoid the most drastic way."
Yuan Fang sighed.
I see.
He nodded slightly before paying.
The hard work was not in vain, and Prophet Yuan still revealed a lot of information, especially about the birth of fire.
Preliminarily, it seems to be very consistent with Xiu Meng's statement, and seems to be able to corroborate each other.
But there is a very important question here - if the flame is born from the death process of a divine creature, what about your own mission?
Xiu Meng spent so much effort, killing two demigods in a row, and even using the spell made him feel so distressed. How could there be a place where the flames were so big that they needed to be extinguished?
I always feel that Brother Seer seems to have some reservations about the state of this place.
"No matter how you call it, you are undoubtedly special now."
Seeing that Fu Qian didn't say anything for a while, Yuan Fang continued to talk sincerely.
"If you wish, you will be the savior of this world."
Savior, why does this word have such a sense of déjà vu?
It's okay not to say it. As soon as Yuan Fang opened his mouth, Fu Qian felt even weirder for a moment.
There seems to be too much familiar and weird information in this world.
"If you'd like to participate, I have a plan."
Yuan Fang continued.
This word has a stronger sense of déjà vu...
"tell me the story."
Resist the desire to complain and do not hesitate before submitting.
"follow me."
Fu Qian's tone relaxed a little, Yuan Fang was obviously very excited, and motioned for him to follow him to the balcony.
"see it?"
The next moment he pointed out the window.
I looked forward and saw a quiet lake in the distance as far as I could see.
The waves are as flat as a mirror, and under the dim sky, it feels particularly dark and deep.
"Can't you tell, you still have a lake view room!"
He sighed in admiration before paying.
"It's okay...so how do you feel when you see this lake?"
The weird observation points before paying made Yuan Fangfang forget the lyrics.
"round."
Seeing that Yuan Fang didn't really want to discuss the location issue, he didn't force it before paying.
And the idea of a circle is not nonsense. Although the lake outside is not large, it looks almost like a perfect circle.
"……anything else?"
"There's something in there."
"Very good, that's annihilation...or flame."
Yuan Fang looked happy when he saw that Fu Qian had finally hit the road.
"No one knows this?"
This was undoubtedly breaking news, and he frowned slightly before paying.
So this is what you are looking for?
Although from this angle, it looks like a small lake without any waves.
He also relied on a hint of intuition and felt something strange.
As a result, now that Yuan Fang said there were many flames inside, those demigods never noticed it?
"It's hard to explain to you. I can only say that in my divination, the fate of everyone, including Ballard, cannot be related to that place."
"But outsiders are not subject to this invisible restriction?"
When Yuan Fang said this, he understood instantly.
No wonder this person was so polite and his communication was sincere.
After the previous operations, I became the only being that they could communicate with and had the characteristics of a foreigner.
Sure enough, investing in yourself is the way to go.
"Yes, and I hope what you do is also very simple."
"Awaken the flames and draw the hunting party over."