Looking directly at the ancient gods for a whole year

Think for the best in everything, no matter how paradoxical the situation is, if there is no hint of failure, it means that you are on the road to success.

The concept of fighting against fate is undoubtedly exaggerated, but as a professional tasker, Fu Qian has never been confused by appearances and quickly grasped the key points.

"I suddenly thought of a question."

After thinking about it, the next moment he suddenly looked at Yuan Fang.

"So in the future you see, including this conversation we have?"

"Yes."

Yuan Fang's tone was very positive.

"But in theory, if the bright future brought by the flames is already doomed, then this meeting seems unnecessary, at least not in such a hurry."

Fu Qian rubbed his chin thoughtfully.

"But if that future is only a possibility, and as the savior, I still have unfinished business to do, then there is a problem that cannot be ignored - if I listen to you, do I have a different idea? That is also your divination Is it fate?"

"Sharp and a good question at the same time."

Yuan Fang was slightly surprised, and then showed a standard magic stick 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 our gestures, but in the fact that I have conveyed to you the message that you are the savior, and it doesn't even matter whether you believe it or not."

"And I will indeed ask you to do something next, but whether to do it or not, and how to do it, are all up to you, and I don't force it."

Prophet Yuan, you can be said to have vividly explained why the magic stick is called for beating.

Facing Yuan Fang's lines, Fu Qian thought to himself.

"What's the matter, let's hear it."

"It's very simple, I need you to act as a foreigner."

... Is this the power of fate?

The legendary dust to dust, dust to dust?
Even though he blended in perfectly, he was still asked to play the role of a foreigner?
Yuan Fang's first request aroused Fu Qian's deep emotion.

"and then?"

"For special purposes, you have blasphemed the saints and spread pollution. Now this place is in a huge crisis."

"You want to create a common enemy?"

Fu Qian instantly understood Yuan Fang's intentions.

"Yes."

Yuan Fang seemed to have gotten used to his sharpness, and he let out a long sigh.

"Crisis is not always a bad thing and having a common threat helps keep some order."

"Otherwise, like Ballard, it's hard to say how they 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. At that time, the flame can be explained 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 it.

"In addition, the nourishment of flames is a process. If there is no major premise of the concept of pollution, some people may not wait to use drastic means to collect and hunt flames from others."

"And that's bound to be pretty brutal."

Yuan Fang sighed again.

"It's hard to imagine that under the bloody battle, how many of them can see the future, especially under the blessing of flames, I'm not sure they can return like before."

"But in this way, the hunting team will die."

For Yuan Fang's consideration, Fu Qian still agreed, but at the same time he was tsk tsk.

If Li Gui wants to come true, he has to kill Li Kui.

"Not necessarily, they can escape. In fact, according to their actions, it seems that their strength should be quite terrifying."

"That's right, two envoys, two demigods."

Nod before paying.

Two angels...

Yuan Fang unconsciously took a breath.

"In any case, after seeing through the trick from your side, Ballard will organize his forces to eliminate the remaining outsiders at any cost."

"And because of you, no matter what they say at that time, it will be a lie to survive."

"Of course."

Fu Qian nodded, expressing his complete understanding.

Sometimes things are so weird!
Xiu Meng and his team regarded this place as an unreal existence, and hunted mercilessly to save Logan.

At this moment, the aborigines, knowing that the hunting team is the real savior, tried to shut them up so as to reduce their own sacrifices.

Everyone has a good reason, painstakingly, and a clear conscience.

……

"I completely understand what you mean, but have you ever thought that, as a character with unknown origin, I may not be able to communicate verbally."

With emotion, Fu Qian raised his cobweb-wound fist, shook it, and asked an interesting question.

"What if I am moody and even kill you directly?"

"I believe you have this ability. Akasha still underestimated you. This restraint doesn't mean much to you."

Yuan Fang's expression was flat, without fear.

"I even really saw that as a possibility, but one thing is for certain, it has no bearing on that blessed future."

A smile appeared during this speech.

"It's all trivial details!"

"understood."

Fu Qian nodded and declined to comment.

"Let's make a confession first."

……

"Why so long!"

When Fu Qian went downstairs again, Akasha was still waiting there, and immediately came up to hold him back, with a resentful face.

If you ignore the several bone claws pointing at Fu Qian's head from her back, it is still full of harmony.

Although he looked unreliable, in fact, this man had his own calculations in his heart.

It's not surprising, otherwise how could Ballard feel relieved to force her to do things?

Of course, even so, Akasha was already the one who dealt with the most kind attitude.

When she went out with her arms in her arms, there were already a large number of demigods waiting outside, including Ballard.

Fu Qian found almost all the demigod faces he had seen.

Without exception, the expressions on their faces were all very dignified.

Obviously, the transcendents already knew about the despicable deeds from outsiders.

"How's the situation on the other side of the lake?"

In the center of his eyes, Fu Qian didn't care at all, and looked at Ballard with a smile.

"What do you say?"

Ballard's tone was rather unkind.

"Ran away?"

Before paying, he guessed naturally.

After such a long time, Logan's abnormality has already appeared, and Mr. Xiu Meng is not stupid, so there is a high probability that he will not continue to be stubborn.

And if they didn't escape, how could so many demigods have time to come here.

"That's right. Surrounded by so many people, those people seem to have evaporated, so do you know where they will go?"

Ballard clapped his hands.

"When this kind of unhappiness occurs, shouldn't foreigners go back to their hometown, or in your opinion--will come to me?"

Fu Qian looked thoughtful.

"I sincerely hope so."

Ballard sneered and looked at Akasha next to him.

"From now on, be optimistic about him and never leave him."