Think for the best in everything. No matter how paradoxical the situation is, if there is no reminder of failure, it means you are on the road to success.
The concept of fighting fate is undoubtedly an exaggeration, but as a professional worker, Fu Qian will never be fooled by appearances and quickly grasps the key points.
"I suddenly thought of a question."
After thinking for a while, he suddenly looked at Yuan Fang.
"So your vision of the future includes this conversation?"
"Yes."
Yuan Fang's tone was very certain.
"But theoretically, if the bright future brought by the flames is already destined, then this meeting seems unnecessary, at least not in such a hurry."
He rubbed his chin before paying, thoughtfully.
"But if that future is just a possibility, and as the savior, I still have unfinished business to do, then there is a problem that cannot be ignored - what if I listen to you and have different ideas? That is also your divination.
Is it your destiny?"
"Very perceptive and a good question."
Yuan Fang looked slightly surprised, then showed a standard magic smile.
"But the wonderful thing about fate is that your will is both useful and useless."
"First of all, I am very sure that that future will come."
"Secondly, the significance of today's meeting does not lie in your and my gestures, but in the fact that I conveyed to you the message that you are the savior. It doesn't even matter whether you believe it or not."
"And I will indeed have something to ask you for next, but whether you do it or not, and how you do it is all up to you. I am not forcing it."
Mr. Yuan, you have vividly explained why the magic stick punishes me.
Facing Yuan Fang's lines, Fu Qian thought to himself.
"What's the matter? Let's talk about it."
"It's simple. I need you to play the role of a foreigner."
...Is this the power of fate?
The legendary ashes to ashes, dust to dust?
Although he blended in perfectly, he was still asked to play the role of a foreigner?
Yuan Fang's first request aroused deep emotion in Fu Qian.
"Then what?"
"For special purposes, you have blasphemed the saints and spread pollution. Now this place is in a huge crisis."
"Are you trying to create a common enemy?"
Before paying, I instantly understood Yuan Fang’s intention.
"yes."
Yuan Fang seemed to have become accustomed to his keenness and sighed.
"Crisis is not always a bad thing. Having a common threat helps maintain a certain order."
"Otherwise, it's hard to say how people like Ballard will react when they realize that what they have been maintaining is just a piece of garbage waiting to rot."
"Unless it's a blessing in disguise."
Nod before paying.
"Yes, it's a blessing in disguise. When the time comes, we can explain the flames as an unexpected benefit caused by pollution, and let them explore and accept it a little bit."
Looking straight at Fu Qian, Yuan Fang finally admitted.
"In addition, the nourishment of flames is a process. If there is no major premise of the concept of pollution, some people may not be able to wait to use drastic means to collect and hunt flames from other people."
"And that's going to be very brutal."
Yuan Fang sighed again.
"It's hard to imagine how many of them could see the future despite the bloody battle, especially with the blessing of fire. I'm not sure they can return as before."
"But if this happens, the hunting team will die."
Fu Qian still agreed with Yuan Fang's consideration, but at the same time he said something.
If Li Gui wants to come true, he must kill Li Kui.
"Not necessarily. They can escape. In fact, based on their actions, it seems that their strength should be quite terrifying."
"That's right, two angels and two demigods."
Nod before paying.
Two divine messengers...
Yuan Fang took a breath unconsciously.
"In any case, after seeing through the ruse from your side, Ballard will organize his troops to eliminate the remaining outsiders at any cost."
"And because you are here, no matter what they say, they will all be lies to survive."
"Clearly."
He nodded before paying, expressing complete understanding.
Sometimes things are so strange!
Xiumeng and his party regarded this place as an unreal existence and hunted ruthlessly to save Logan.
Now, knowing that the hunting team is the real savior, the aborigines are trying to silence them in order to reduce their own sacrifices.
Everyone has good reasons, has worked hard, and has a clear conscience.
…
"I completely understand what you mean, but have you ever thought that as a character of unknown origin, I may not be able to communicate verbally."
While sighing, Fu Qian raised his cobweb-wrapped fist, shook it, and asked an interesting question.
"What if I become moody and even kill you directly?"
"I believe you have this ability. Akasha still underestimates you. This kind of restraint doesn't mean much to you."
Yuan Fang's expression was calm and showed no fear.
"I have actually seen this possibility, but one thing I can be sure of is that it will have no impact on that blessed future."
The man smiled as he spoke.
"These are all insignificant details!"
"Understood."
He nodded before paying and made no comment.
"Let's review the confession first."
…
"What took so long!"
When Fu Qian went downstairs again, Akasha was still waiting there and immediately came up to hold him with an angry look on his face.
If you ignore the several bone claws on her back aimed at Fu Qian's head, she is still full of harmony.
Although he looks unreliable, in fact this person has his own concerns.
It’s not surprising, otherwise how could Ballard feel free to force her to do something?
Of course, even so, Akasha was already the kindest person in front of me.
When she walked out with her arms in her arms, a large number of demigods, including Ballard, were already waiting outside.
Fu Qian discovered almost all the demigod faces he had ever seen.
Without exception, the expressions on their faces were very solemn.
It is obvious that the extraordinary beings already know the despicable behavior of outsiders.
"How's the situation on the other side of the lake?"
Although he was in the center of the gaze, Fu Qian didn't care at all and looked at Ballard with a smile.
"What do you think?"
Ballard's tone was quite impolite.
"Ran away?"
He guessed it naturally before paying.
After such a long time, Logan's abnormal behavior has already appeared. Mr. Xiumeng is not stupid, and there is a high probability that he will not continue to be stubborn.
And if they hadn't escaped, why would so many demigods have the time to come here?
"That's absolutely right. Under heavy siege, those people seemed to have evaporated, so do you know where they will go?"
Ballard chirped and clapped.
"When such unpleasantness occurs, shouldn't strangers return to their hometowns, or in your opinion - come to me?"
He looked thoughtful before paying.
"I sincerely hope so."
Ballard sneered and looked at Akasha next to him.
"From now on, keep an eye on him and never leave him."