Chapter 1471 I Am Not Me

The incarnation of apoptosis, the source of the plague, and the nightmare of the night.

In the dark warehouse, Fu Qian, who had completed today's task, silently recalled the soul that had passed away.

Although the names are more famous than each other, Brother Huo should be best described by his name, and his performance along the way can be described as silly and cute.

Perhaps it has something to do with the experience of being a natural divine creature, but in Fu Qian's opinion, it is still a bit too low.

As the saying goes, our child is very smart, but he was led astray by others.

Fu Qian is quite inclined to explain this abnormality in this way.

In other words, Huo's performance along the way was the result of someone's brain being mixed into a mess - even after he helped "purify" it.

As a master of mental pollution, Fu Qian knows that the highest-level enlightenment technique is never to force you to accept my ideas, but to make you accept "your own" ideas.

And according to previous experience, a colleague also mastered this high-end technique.

Who did Mr. Rick's oath come from?

Due to his style, Fu Qian would never simply attribute it to an unknown superior.

When it was speculated from the beginning that the concept of "existence" was polluted, the blasphemous king who had hit it off at Silver Mist Manor was almost the first to appear in Fu Qian's mind.

You know, when they first met, that gentleman generously gave him a previous life, trying to replace his essence with the reincarnation of a superior.

At the same time, if I remember correctly, even if it was just a projection, the other god present, the Mother of Gospel, was unwilling to touch it when she saw the dirty thing.

And this time, Rick, who was difficult to resist and impossible to defend, undoubtedly also had the style of a dog shit that could penetrate all holes.

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The only pity is that the oath object seemed to be very inactive as Huo said.

The whole process was just Rick, the only oath-taker, who threatened himself with the blessing of Huo, who thought he was in control of the situation.

And after he killed someone with a knife, everything was calm until the mission was settled.

And Huo, who was finally freed, even gave him a chance out of gratitude.

Let him see some kind of ceremony that seemed to be a step forward and a promotion to the first level.

However, it was this kind gift, the unexpected but reasonable fortune, that was exactly what the opponent had been looking forward to for a long time, and it filled in the last piece of the puzzle of the whole incident.

Although even from a completely objective point of view, this gift came silently, more natural than nature.

The opportunity was fleeting, and it would be missed if you hesitated for a moment, and it didn't look like a conspiracy at all.

The motive was reasonable, helping the desecrated life to be purified, and giving back a little when the other party was dying.

Death was also real, and the prompt of the task completion strongly supported this point.

Even the content displayed in it, some elements are also their own secrets.

If there is more self-awareness of the child of destiny, it is likely to be accepted with pleasure, and then try to find the illusory river and wait for an opportunity to do the right thing.

It's a pity that for us, we may not have the sincerity of doubting the gratitude, but we doubt its self-awareness.

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The sense of fate bound when seeing that picture is too easy to remind people of the scene of the fall of the previous life seen at the Silver Mist Manor before.

Later facts proved that it was an illusion that could deceive even oneself.

If even this kind of self-feeling can be faked, then how can Huo, who has been poisoned for a long time, dare to think that all the thoughts in its mind belong to it?

In Fu Qian's opinion, Huo may be right in saying that the pollution is irresistible.

It has not been able to successfully retain a clear self-awareness.

What it thinks of as thinking, resistance, even unyielding and relief may not be reliable.

Let's put it in the context of if I were the superior being in this incident.

The oath-taker who was developed with great difficulty was killed, and Huo's unexpected harvest was also destroyed. Is there any way to recycle the waste?

Of course there is.

When a person is about to die, his words are good. The pure creature that has been blasphemed is finally freed. Such a character setting is very suitable for endorsing certain lies.

Out of professional ethics, Fu Qian thought of this application at the first time.

And it seems that heroes think alike, and there are really interesting things later.

So no matter how fate-bound the things you see are, Fu Qian will not feel that there is any destiny imposed on me.

As for some factors, they are his own secrets that are unknown to others?

Don’t forget that when the Blasphemy King made his first move, he even pulled out the shape of his other world.

Both are deceptions, but compared with Brother Patch who enjoyed deceiving others before, the biggest feature of the Blasphemy Authority is that he rules with his hands, without having to weave lies.

His method is similar to directly throwing a pile of dirty things to lock the target, and then the pollution "will find a way out" and automatically look for opportunities for erosion.

This has been proved in Silver Mist Manor last time, and he didn't even know what he saw.

From this perspective, the erosion method this time is more forbearing and tactful. Does it represent an affirmation of our strength?

Of course, at this stage, it is still my own "greatest malice" speculation, and the specifics still need to refer to the comments of the warehouse.

While my thoughts were turning and boasting, the task summary had already sounded.

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[Task Evaluation: Full Dimensional Transmigration]

[Mr. Rick has forgotten when he first felt that satisfaction.

His increasingly superb medical skills made him highly respected, but only he himself knew the real reason.

It was obviously something that people hated and feared, but in his eyes it was a treasure among flesh and blood - his own flesh and blood.

He existed far more than the human figure outline in the secular cognition.

He kept tasting himself and spreading himself, all of which was done in the unknown shadows, until one day, greed broke out like a mountain torrent and could not be contained.

The accidentally desecrated dragon of decay was not satisfied with succumbing to this fate and started his own resistance.

The most direct change brought about was that Rick's pollution became as strong as greed, almost eroding everything within sight with arbitrary concepts, including what he could not see.

The definition of "escaping his observation" would even bring pollution, not to mention killing him.

Once polluted, you will no longer be able to enter the dream hidden in it because of the existential connection and the concept protection that the source of the evil plague is naturally protected by.

Even if all other polluted people were killed, it would be useless. As long as you are still alive, the dream is still there, but you can't enter there before you are 59 years old.

Fortunately, you cleverly avoided such a deadlock and completely saved Huo, who had become the source of the evil plague, from body to mind.

Over the long years, the slightest chance of escaping the blasphemy king was shattered by you again. 】

[Kill: Huo]

[Reward: San value +25]

[Special reward: Typhoid Fear]

[Current San value 98, current inspiration 99] (End of this chapter)