Chapter 223 Erosion Insect (12)

"Take me through the level?"

In the corridor, the lobbyist looked at Fu Qian with surprised and suspicious eyes, obviously not expecting him to have such a proposal.

"What's wrong? You should still be able to come in with me, right?"

Fu Qian looked at him with a smile.

"Yes, there is, but -"

"I know I don't need your help this time."

"I can feel that my time has not come yet -"

"It doesn't matter. It's also good to gain some proficiency."

"Do you have any other questions?"

Fu Qian stared at the lobbyist in front of him, half-smiling.

At present, this person is a friend or an enemy, and he has considerable reservations.

There are too many incredible things about this mission, and this nightmare corridor is even more unheard of.

The more this happens, the less likely Fu Qian is to let lobbyists hide in the shadows.

No matter what you say, pull him along and observe his reaction.

If this guy doesn't want to go together, Fu Qian doesn't mind having a stalemate with him here for a while.

Speaking of which, last time in the Wenxin Sword Prison, I seemed to have counted seven nines?

This time we can keep up the good work.

Anyway, now that the ability has been restored, detachment can be used at any time, and the initiative is on one's side.

"Okay, since you insist."

The lobbyist stared into Fu Qian's eyes and seemed to see his determination.

"Then I will accept your thank you gift."

"This is right!"

Fu Qian's smile grew brighter and he pointed behind the door.

"Can we just walk in together?"

"That way we may not appear in the same place, and I can't enter in this form now."

As the lobbyist spoke, his body quickly shrank and flattened until it became like a piece of paper.

This piece of paper floated to Fu Qian's hand, and then slowly wrapped around it, turning into a strange tattoo.

"I can only exist in this form to minimize rejection."

"Also, I would like to remind you that nightmare scenes change at any time, and your previous experience is not enough to draw on."

"Understood."

Fu Qian responded and stepped directly into the room.

A solid darkness instantly enveloped him.

…

"Are you okay before paying? Why is your face so yellow?"

The moment he regained consciousness, a familiar voice sounded in his ears.

It sounds like it hasn’t changed either - damn!

Fu Qian turned his head and looked at the counselor who was caring for him.

The person is right, but right now his head is held in his hands.

In fact, not just him, but everyone in the room looked the same.

Of course, it does not affect the fact that they sit neatly and the learning atmosphere is rich.

Fu Qian subconsciously touched his neck, and could clearly feel the flesh and blood squirming, and the huge gaping hole was slowly healing.

"Because of your previous actions, your blessing has dissipated."

At this time, the voice of the lobbyist sounded in my consciousness.

"That thing is what you rely on to survive here, which is never a good idea in my opinion."

"Why do I think what you're doing is even less of a good idea? Using that thing's senses to replace my own will end up being like polio."

Fu Qian whispered.

"As I said, although I activated the ability, the specific form of its manifestation is not under my control."

"But since it's like that, it means that in this nightmare, that state will make you more likely to escape."

"Excuse me, it's a little hard to imagine."

Fu Qian complained and lowered his head to look at himself.

The black armor and yellow stripes on his right hand are just like the last time he took out himself.

The left hand is somewhat normal, but a huge pattern with a human face and an insect body is not aesthetically pleasing at all.

"Are you OK?"

At this time, the counselor had already approached with his head in his hands and his tone of concern.

"And as a student, why do you have such a big tattoo?"

As soon as these words came out, many heads around them exclaimed, as if they had seen something heinous.

The person holding his head in his hands is so embarrassed to say it!

And your focus is a bit strange. This tattoo is probably the most inconspicuous part of my body, right?

Although there was a series of complaints in his heart, he did not say it out loud before paying.

His intuition told him that if he used such words to directly stimulate and make these people aware of their own status, it would most likely be a death flag.

"It's just a sticker, teacher."

Fu Qian smiled and showed his arms.

"Think about it, how could someone get such an ugly pattern tattooed on their body? This is completely unreasonable!"

"That's true."

The counselor was stunned for a few seconds and then softened his tone.

Even the two arms were shaking up and down, as if they were nodding.

Sure enough, after experiencing the previous torture, his thinking has become extremely simple, maybe only a few fragments of thinking are left to support him.

Fu Qian made a silent judgment and stood up directly the next moment.

"But I do feel a little uncomfortable. Can I go back and rest first?"

"It's okay, go ahead!"

The counselor responded without any surprise, and even took the initiative to give way to the exit.

Before paying, he quickly put everything into his bag, carried it on his back and walked out the door.

What is surprising is that the corridor is currently shrouded in a pale red moonlight.

It was a clear night outside the window.

[The current mission has been updated, find the young son and break the nightmare]

At this time, the new task prompt finally sounded.

Not only has the weather changed, but the tasks have also changed.

"Where are we going now?"

Fu Qian asked tentatively while bathing in the moonlight.

"Of course you are looking for a way to escape! Didn't you do the same thing last time?"

This person seems to be unable to hear his mission.

Make a silent judgment before paying.

"But this time it looks normal. There's no fog at all."

"Indeed, the fog that awakens the spirit has completely dissipated."

The lobbyist's voice also sounded confused.

"But abnormalities do exist. For example, the group of people in the room have obviously been deeply affected."

"If you don't have any clues yet, I suggest you look for other blessed people first."

"That's what I meant."

Before paying, he spread out his hand, and there was a card in his hand.

This is the library card from that book.

In addition to myself, there are three names on it, all of whom have borrowed it before.

At the same time, there is also Liang Yuntian who is known, and Liu Yi was not seen in the classroom just now.

…

After going downstairs, Fu Qian stood and observed for a while.

Although it was night, the visibility was quite good, and Sister Niutou had long disappeared from the surrounding area.

"The essence of nightmares remains unchanged, but the form of manifestation will be affected by consciousness."

The voice of the lobbyist rang out at the right time.

"The reason why there are these scenes shows that there are similar memories and conceptual projections."

"I see. I would say this is too close to life, but of course the degree of restoration is not high."

"Projection...but not necessarily your projection."

"Um?"

"Probably the last person who died here."