Eldritch Horror Theatre - Ch. 87: King of the White Tower (9)
One who is unaccountably solicitous is hiding evil intentions.
Fu Qian looked at Ji Ping's impassioned face, completely unmoved.
Question: As a contestant with suspicious motives, after slaughtering everyone in your path, an organization reeking of charlatanism comes knocking at your door, showing extremely high levels of goodwill and directly inviting you to join them. What would their purpose be?
1. They think your talent is peerless, fell in love at first sight, cannot suppress their love for talent, and decide to pour out the organization's resources to help you become invincible.
2. Probing.
Fu Qian's narcissism was already quite high, but he still thought the first possibility was unlikely.
So the question remains: as a contestant who does indeed have ulterior motives, how should you respond when someone of an unknown stance probes you?
In this regard, Fu Qian's life experience dictated that it was best to make the person probing you fear you.
Regardless of whether the other party's intentions were good or malicious, this was the method to maximize benefits.
Thus, under the focused gaze of everyone in the room, Fu Qian remained silent.
He toyed with the badge in his hand, looking at Ji Ping with a half-smile until the other's expression went from impassioned to stiff.
Clang!
The atmosphere in the bar became visibly tense, and the centaur Jenny beside him even raised her spear again.
With a scoff, Fu Qian didn't even glance at her. With a flick of his finger.
The badge flicked out nimbly, spinning rapidly on the counter.
By the time it stopped spinning, he had already left the bar and drifted far away.
...
Smack!
Only when the sound of the badge falling flat rang out did the bar regain its life.
"What's he so arrogant about? So many people want to join and don't even get the chance!"
Coming back to her senses, Jenny breathed a sigh of relief, feeling quite indignant as she recalled the scene just now.
"Heh heh!"
Unexpectedly, as Ji Ping looked in the direction Fu Qian had left, there was no expression of anger on his face.
"Don't be angry. Trust me, this guy is one of our kind."
Under the surprised gazes of the crowd, Ji Ping smiled mysteriously, left them where they were, and went alone to a back room.
"How was it?"
An elderly voice sounded.
"We didn't get along well for now, but I think an old fogey like Ibrahimovic will definitely dislike him even more," Ji Ping said with utmost confidence.
"That's good. If he had accepted immediately, it would have been suspicious."
The elderly voice scoffed.
"Since he's not on the same path as that guy, we can find an opportunity later to show him our sincerity."
...
"These guys are really efficient!"
The second day's matches started on time in the evening.
In the preparation room, Fu Qian discovered that the arena he had destroyed yesterday had not only been rebuilt, but the ground even seemed to have been specially reinforced.
At this moment, fierce battles were raging on all three arenas.
Compared to yesterday, the general skill level of the contestants was much higher.
Of course, the proportion of non-Beyonders was also much smaller.
The priestess had a stiff expression ever since she walked in. It was obvious that the results of her mental preparation from yesterday had been completely ruined.
From this, it was evident that the reputation of the Rebirth Club crowd was likely quite terrible!
Fu Qian shook his head inwardly.
But it wasn't surprising. One could tell from that centaur Jenny; this group was more or less possessed by their obsessions.
Coupled with being in such a place with no taboos, it would be hard not to become perverted.
Of course, understanding didn't mean approval.
There was no way Fu Qian would join that kind of perverted organization, but considering their influence, it would be a shame not to make use of them.
Maxing out his pretense when leaving today was all for playing hard to get.
He would just wait and see what their next move would be.
Speaking of which, hasn't the waiting time today been a bit too long?
The sound of clashing iron armor rang out. Fu Qian looked up to see the blood-stained Black Knight coming in from outside.
If he remembered correctly, this was already this guy's second trip out.
Yet he himself was still waiting here; no matter how you looked at it, this was a bit abnormal.
"Ladies and gentlemen, good news!"
Just then, the host's excited voice rang out from outside.
"Two rounds of duels have passed, yet we still have one lucky contestant who received a bye for both. I believe you all know what this means..."
Whoosh!
The audience stands erupted into thunderous cheers instantly.
"That's right, next we will have the honor of witnessing the long-awaited special program!"
Hmm?
Fu Qian frowned.
"That is, the lucky gladiator—versus the Taboo Behemoth!"
Amidst the overwhelming cheers, Fu Qian saw his own number appear on the central display screen.
When it comes to shamelessness, you guys take the cake.
The contestant with the most eye-catching performance yesterday directly gets two byes today just to fight the boss.
Isn't that a bit too obvious?
However, the organizers' blatantly rigged operation actually provoked a strong reaction from the live audience. The atmosphere was as fiery as the New Year.
Sure enough, people who just want to watch the world burn are invincible!
At this time, following the host's direction, bright spotlights had already shone over.
Under the gaze of the entire audience, Fu Qian walked out calmly.
By now, all the arenas had sunk completely underground, and the open space had formed a giant gladiatorial colosseum.
"So, what exactly is the enemy our gladiator will face today?"
The host's voice rang out again.
"Next, let's have our Chief Executive Officer select his ultimate opponent."
The lights shifted, and Bai Jinting on the viewing stand stood up, smiling as he accepted a touchpad.
After swiping a few times, he clicked confirm with a satisfied look on his face.
"Alright, our warrior's opponent has been confirmed. Please give our staff a few minutes to prepare. During this time, the audience might as well make bold guesses about what kind of behemoth it will be!"
The host continued to hype up the audience's emotions.
Fu Qian didn't care about this at all. At this moment, all his attention was on the viewing stand where Bai Jinting was.
The red-haired, black-robed Demigod Ibrahimovic was sitting not far from Bai Jinting.
As soon as he stepped out of the preparation room, he felt a peculiar sensation of being watched.
Following his intuition, he looked over, and it was indeed this Demigod.
Even though he looked like he was resting with his eyes closed, Fu Qian could still feel that his every move was locked onto.
This guy was probably his biggest threat at the moment, and a hurdle he had to overcome.
As a legendary Demigod, the possibility of hiding one's strength under his nose was unlikely.
No matter how he performed, he was bound to be a key target of his attention.
How about trying to do the exact opposite?
Soon a few minutes passed. With a muffled crash, a giant box over four stories tall was heavily placed in the arena.
With a low howl, the box was bashed from the inside, shaking precariously.
"That's right, it is—the Taboo! Crocodile! Fiend!"
As the host made the final reveal, the box burst open.
It really is a f*cking crocodile fiend!
Fu Qian frowned, looking at the behemoth not far away.
It was a crocodile-shaped monster with long hair covering its back. Its massive jaws, spanning over 5 meters, were filled with terrifying sharp teeth extending all the way from its mouth deep into its throat.
At this moment, its mouth opened to an almost 180-degree angle as it let out a furious roar.
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