Eldritch Horror Theatre - Ch. 112: The Hunter Thirsts for Blood (12)
The situation in Shangjing is a bit treacherous!
He had just settled in, and someone immediately came knocking on his door.
Wen Li's usual movements were probably monitored long ago.
Fu Qian looked at the maid outside the door.
She was only in her twenties or thirties and looked fairly pretty, but right now her expression was sluggish and her eyes lacked focus; her condition was clearly abnormal.
This strong sense of deja vu!
Fu Qian inexplicably recalled the one who fed Wen Li poison before, and a wave of emotion washed over his heart.
Being a maid in Wen Li's household was truly a high-risk profession!
Next time, he should suggest Wen Li pay a higher salary.
"Sure, I've always liked playing games."
Fu Qian responded with natural composure.
As soon as he said this, the maid fell silent for a few seconds, still responding with that mechanical speech.
"Very good, I hope you can maintain this optimistic mood."
After saying that, the maid walked stiffly into the room, coming all the way in front of Fu Qian.
The next moment, she raised the tray in her hand and lifted the cloth covering it.
Inside the tray were two small transparent glass bottles, and at the bottom of the bottles were two capsules of different colors.
Almost at the same time, a cloud of red mist appeared out of thin air, enveloping Fu Qian within it.
The next moment, a heavy sensation hit him; Fu Qian felt as if his entire body had been cast in red cement.
"One red, one green. You need to choose one of the two capsules."
The maid stared straight at Fu Qian.
"One is poisonous and one is not. The woman will put the one you chose into your mouth, and then take the other one herself."
"If you choose the non-poisonous one, then the woman will die, the binding will be lifted, and you will be able to free yourself from your current predicament."
"Otherwise, in an hour at most, you will become a real piece of amber."
Choose either one?
Fu Qian looked at the maid in front of him.
At this distance, he could clearly see bursts of blood seeping out of the pores all over her body, rapidly turning into red mist and continuously gathering around the two of them.
The red mist was clearly using her blood as raw material.
"Additionally, a reminder: the sounds here cannot be heard outside."
"So I suggest you give up any futile struggles and just make a choice with peace of mind. Red—or green?"
"According to your words, if I choose the non-poisonous one, this woman will die, and then the imprisonment will disappear?"
"That's right. The only way for you to escape is for this woman to die."
"This is also the interesting part of this game."
"Of course, you can also make no choice and sacrifice yourself to save this woman. But if you really did that, I could only express my profound respect."
So it was this kind of game.
Fu Qian looked at the two capsules for a long time, eventually letting out a long sigh with a face full of disappointment.
That's it?
And here he thought there would be something interesting.
"Do you think it's too simple? But you must know that sometimes the simpler the game, the more fun it stimulates."
"You'd better hurry up. My patience has a limit."
The voice began to urge him to act.
You actually think you're very clever?
Fu Qian looked at the maid whose whole body was bleeding.
"I choose the blue pill."
...
The maid froze for a few seconds.
"You don't seem to be taking the game seriously. There are only two options here: red and green."
"No, there is a blue one."
Fu Qian rolled his shoulders, and accompanied by the sound of shattering ice crystals, he slowly raised his right leg.
He had originally wanted to play along to see what interesting things this person might have, but it turned out to be a complete waste of emotion.
Only this binding ability was somewhat interesting, and it was clearly targeted at Physical Types.
If he were only at Tier 6, breaking free might actually be a bit troublesome.
"I originally wanted to interact with you as an Eighth-Tier Beyonder, but what I got in return was perfunctoriness."
"You probably don't know, but when I play games, I hate those self-righteous designs the most. It's like shit-flavored chocolate and chocolate-flavored shit; apart from highlighting the designer's brain atrophy, they have no meaning at all."
"In my opinion, these kinds of people should go back to kindergarten for a reboot to see if they can salvage a little of their pitiful imagination."
"...You are much stronger than you appear. What is your true purpose for coming here?"
The maid remained expressionless, but the voice clearly showed emotional fluctuations.
"Take a guess. Besides, do you know what the blue pill means?"
"...Tell me about it."
"A popular explanation is slapping some self-righteous idiot in the face through the screen."
...
"Don't blame me for not reminding you. This woman is just an ordinary person. If you want to attack me by harming her, it will only be futile, and an innocent person will die tragically because of you."
The maid's mouth opened and closed rapidly.
"Die tragically because of me? Alright, I got it."
Fu Qian replied casually, his movements not stopping for a moment.
He raised his foot, turned around, and stomped.
The blood-colored amber shattered with a loud crash.
Fu Qian's body didn't pause at all and shot out like lightning.
Almost simultaneously, the maid's body curled up like a shrimp, and with a "wa" sound, she vomited a clump of flesh and blood.
The moment the flesh and blood hit the ground, it quickly twisted into a slender rabbit.
This rabbit had not a single hair on its entire body; its bright red flesh was directly exposed.
Even so, its movements were extremely swift. After landing, it bolted and ran at a ridiculously fast speed.
Fu Qian naturally wouldn't let it escape easily and chased after it without hesitation, rapidly closing the distance in the blink of an eye.
Visually estimating the distance to the rabbit, Fu Qian suddenly raised his hand, and his middle finger instantly elongated into a spear, piercing the air.
The skinless rabbit leaped up instantly, dodging this fierce strike.
However, before it could land, a flash of blood-red light appeared on Fu Qian's elongated middle finger, and it grew another segment.
A Crimson Whip lashed out in mid-air, striking the rabbit's body and whipping it to the ground, sending blood splattering.
The rabbit displayed astonishing vitality. After falling to the ground, it rolled over and stood up again.
Just as it tried to run away again, it suddenly convulsed, its body losing balance.
The Sanity Loss effect of the Tyrant's Fist had activated.
"Who... exactly are you!"
The rabbit's abdomen suddenly swelled up, and a hoarse voice came from inside.
Except, at this moment, the tone was already mixed with a strong sense of chaos.
At the same time, its body rapidly distorted, unable to maintain the shape of a rabbit any longer.
"You can call me—Agent."
Fu Qian stomped down, giving it no further chance to escape.
Amidst splattering flesh and blood, a ball-crushing scream echoed through the clouds.
Having done all this, Fu Qian looked down at the flesh and blood on the ground.
It should be something like a clone, relying on lurking in the woman's stomach to control her actions and trigger the trap just now.
Otherwise, it wouldn't be so fragile in the face of the Tyrant's Fist, being on the verge of collapse after a single whip strike.
As for who the real mastermind behind the scenes was, it was still unknown for now.
In any case, it was good news.
After alerting the enemy, the movements from all sides had become more and more frequent.
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