Looking directly at the ancient gods for a whole year

Chapter 2252 Soul Split
"Who are you leading the way to?"

The lobbyist's voice, laced with sarcasm, was quite sharp, but Fu Qian remained unmoved, turning his head and suddenly asking a question in return.

"Of course it's for me... You're not going to let me come along?"

The lobbyist paused for a moment, then frowned, seemingly confused about the situation.

"who are you?"

The questions raised before payment did not end there.

"I introduced myself a long time ago, you can call me the God Eater, or the Lobbyist..."

The questions became increasingly absurd, but the lobbyist maintained his rare composure and answered them with a forced smile.

"So, is he a God Eater or a lobbyist?"

The questioning continued.

"……what do you want to say in the end?"

Even the usually good-natured lobbyist seemed to have finally lost his temper and refused to answer, instead asking a question in return.

"What you say is not important; the key is who you say it to."

Fu Qian simply shook his head and stood there leisurely.

"Think about it some more, who should we guide?"

……

The air seemed to freeze, and the lobbyist's withered human face stared intently at them, as if he were about to turn and leave at any moment.

Fu Qian naturally ignored the oppressive atmosphere and was relieved that the other party had at least a few seconds to think.

"Of course it's for me... otherwise, for that idiot?"

Just as he was waiting in anticipation, the persuader finally spoke, almost repeating his previous answer.

But then the tone changed, and the way the address was clearly distancing.

"That's right, which idiot?"

Fu Qian seemed very satisfied with this development, nodded, and continued.

"The idiot you imagine, the clown who always gets fooled... that's not surprising. If I were you, I'd want to meet him too."

At this point, the "lobbyist's" tone had completely changed; not only was the previous enthusiasm gone, but even the friendliness of their initial meeting was no longer present.

His attitude toward the person he was describing was clearly one of extreme contempt, as if he were ashamed to be associated with him.

This relaxed attitude of "being discovered and then laying everything bare" easily leads to a chilling conclusion—this seemingly identical character, even sharing the same memories, is not the original lobbyist.

Not only was the corridor dilapidated, but certain subtle changes were also taking place...

"Is it really okay to talk about yourself like that? I thought you were going to mock me. I've known you for so long and I've been fooled by your pretense all this time."

Unfortunately, the atmosphere that had just been built up was ruthlessly shattered by Fu Qian in the next moment.

Having "keenly discerned" that the other party was an imposter, Fu Qian then repeatedly changed his tune, seemingly engaging in conversation with the genuine lobbyist.

……

"What do you mean by talking about yourself..."

The lobbyist looked somewhat dizzy.

The brain might still be able to barely understand what the previous statement was trying to express, but the emotions were clearly out of sync, resulting in a very stiff expression.

"Your previous 'clown' persona was an act; this is your true self. Isn't that what we've been talking about all along?"

He really did jump back to the beginning, his tone matter-of-fact, as if he wasn't the one who had emphasized the question of "who to lead the way" earlier.

"Because of what I said earlier... you've come to this conclusion? If that's the case, I have to express my regret." However, in the short time he spent explaining, the lobbyist finally managed to calm down and organize his thoughts.

The language he used was undoubtedly quite aggressive.

"After such a big incident, it's not surprising that you're a bit stimulated. To be honest, I think it's more normal than coming in and finding you still acting cute."

Despite being the target of the attack, Fu Qian remained unperturbed, even pointing to his head as he spoke, demonstrating a strong capacity for empathy.

"The self-evaluation you gave is also reasonable. People grow under adversity, but they often hate the version of themselves they were before they grew."

……

Inside Lord Yarakir's deep mansion, the "lobbyist" was silent at this moment, seemingly trying his best to determine whether the statements he heard were true.

Fu Qian, who fully understood this emotion, did not disturb her.

As for whether it comes from the heart—why not?
That's right, I don't think this is really some kind of clone trick.

The lobbyist's appearance this time was undoubtedly unusual.

So much so that unless one is extremely oblivious, it is impossible not to notice something amiss.

At the same time, if one were slightly less oblivious and questioned the issue as one had just done, the answer would undoubtedly easily trigger conspiracy theories.

That is to say, the old friend mentioned earlier is no longer here, and what is in front of you is just an imposter.

Not to mention that when the "lobbyists" were questioned, they went straight into the second stage, which was almost a tacit admission.

However, for Fu Qian, the kind of mental inertia is something he always tries to avoid.

Going from one extreme to another is also a form of inertia.

In theory, there could be a simpler explanation for these phenomena, or even one that doesn't require exaggerated supernatural elements—such as multiple personality disorder.

Upon returning to the corridor, the first question that Fu Qian was curious about was: since it was highly likely that the prisoners hadn't escaped, where had they gone?

After searching all the way, the situation seemed to provide an answer: the prisoners hadn't run away anywhere, but had fallen into a strange state.

They were intertwined, and the inmates who had maintained boundaries became unusually close.

It may be difficult to pinpoint exactly how this situation arose, but it's clear that with the heightened emotions, the situation is even more chaotic than the last time I visited.

The first thought that arises from this is concern about the lobbyist's situation.

As mentioned earlier, having been trapped here for so long alongside at least five higher-ranking prisoners, it's hard to imagine that he could be influenced by only one of them.

So much so that in this chaotic brawl of at least five people, the role played by the lobbyist is quite fascinating to even think about.

……

"Hehe... From the very first moment the change occurred, I knew you would come."

For example, after a brief silence, the lobbyist also adjusted his tone, quietly switching to a different, more confrontational one, and even the expression on his face became familiar.

"I was thinking of changing to a more interesting welcoming ceremony, but unfortunately you weren't very cooperative."

What followed sounded even more straightforward, seemingly confirming Fu Qian's earlier guess.

"So you're the persuader?"

Faced with such refined taste, Fu Qian nodded slightly in agreement.

"Since it's already been guessed, there seems to be no point in me continuing to insist?"

The lobbyist chuckled.

"So which persuader are you? Affiliated with Arakil, the Serpent of Fate... or one of the rest?"

Fu Qian, however, continued asking questions before finishing.