Chapter 2193: Chapter 2188: Hand Watcher
As fragile as a soap bubble.
After forcefully suppressing a tide of destruction, Fu Qian silently reviewed it.
Of course, it wasnât referring to the "Sea of Heat". Strictly speaking, that thing truly fits the description of the Witch and canât even be considered an Extraordinary Creature.
A pure fusion of chaos and destruction, like the pus oozing from the rot of this world.
Moreover, itâs definitely not fragile. In Fu Qianâs estimation, the mere impact just now wouldnât be something a rational First Phase would want to confront head-on.
Yet such a mixture of filth and chaos efficiently pinpointed this underground workshop.
Itâs hard to say that such a thing could have any clear subjective will.
Thus, the reasons for this development must originate from the peculiar nature of the Doll Workshop.
Once external elements cause disturbances by entering, it will immediately attract numerous entities from the Transcendent realm through abstract concepts.
However, its own appearance seems not to possess strong resistance.
Back in the days when the Witch stayed here, she probably had a hard time.
Now the Witchâs plan is somewhat understandableâ
It might not be a perfect monitoring tool, but because of this placeâs sensitivity and fragility, if the world indeed experienced some subtle underlying rule change, clues might be found here.
"Outside is too chaotic, here is relatively easier to perceive anomalies. What do you think is the origin of this place?"
The Witch casually confirmed Fu Qianâs deduction, explaining why she recommended this location.
As for Fu Qianâs violent actions, she clearly had no objections, and seemed quite satisfied with the outcome.
"It must be related to the barrier being breached, but it doesnât resemble a purposefully designed sanctuary."
With a Ranking not high yet possessing such a special nature, Fu Qian also found it worth exploring.
Thus, regarding the Witchâs question, he had actually been pondering for some time.
"I have the same opinion. Weâre there."
The Witch nodded while signaling forward.
...
It truly was a house with a blue roof.
Although this blue didnât seem painted on.
Not located at the highest point of the building, instead hidden in the mid to upper part, under the Witchâs reminder, Fu Qian naturally surveyed the destination.
Compared to other buildings, it wasnât larger, with its most prominent feature apart from the color being the absence of toys outside.
Yet simultaneously, the roof held a distinct childish charm, with a blue ice-like translucent luster that appeared extremely tame.
Indeed, in Fu Qianâs vision, this house seemed to carry a head of notably vibrant blue hair, even draping inside.
Knock, knock!
Without needing the Witchâs prompt, Fu Qian had already stepped forward to knock on the door.
Yet before a response, subtle movement had already surfaced from behind.
There was no need to turn back to realize; the Witch had casually crushed another reactive spirit.
Squeakâ
And didnât keep Fu Qian waiting long, although no one responded, the door was gently pulled open from inside.
This was noticeably bare.
Admittedly, the light blocking rate of the blue hair was shockingly high; even under the bright sun, the room remained gloomy.
Of course, this posed no problem for Fu Qian, who could still see clearly from outside how the door was opened.
White, bony claws devoid of any trace of blood slowly retracted from a figure.
Even compared to the previous Ailuo, it adhered more to physical laws.
What drove the bone claws was not invisible muscle but strands of long blue hair.
And around that figure, more strands of blue hair twisted and pulled, directing the individualâs every movement.
As for his actions in detail... Fu Qian particularly confirmed.
Indeed, stitching himself up.
...
Not only those bone claws, as stated before, this bodyâs exposure level was notably high, even including large bare bones on the head.
As for the parts stripped away, none were discarded.
One could clearly see a head stitched on the surface, internally packed, being continually sewn into the figureâs chest.
Even further down, other parts revealed an anatomical structure made of genuine skin and solid wood.
Ultimately, it appeared more like a skeleton cradling a living person.
"Sorry to disturb, weâre looking for the Deer Car."
Regardless of appearance, the person inside was indeed occupied.
Fu Qian, walking closer with the consciousness of an intruder, politely greeted and stated his purpose.
"...Let me see your hand."
Fortunately, the individual didnât seem displeased, lifted his head to recognize, and then the bone claw stretched out under guidance.
"Alright."
Fu Qian didnât reject this small request, even removing his gloves before extending his hand.
...
It must be said, they complement each other interestingly.
The Hand Watcherâs claws naturally lacked flesh, yet Fu Qianâs werenât much better.
Despite traversing multiple dimensions in succession, essentially, from mission completion, not even half an hour had passed.
Head chopping demanded quite the effort, especially for a Superior Beingâs head.
Under the Annihilation shared by the Destiny Snake, Fu Qianâs extended hand hadnât even restored all fingers yet, fitting perfectly in the bone clawâs grasp.
"Very smooth..."
This Hand Watcher was undoubtedly perceptive.
Admiring exceptionally naturally at those mutilated limbs.
"You can find the Deer Car... would you like to search above or below?"
Without waiting for Fu Qian to respond courteously, he returned to the main topic, albeit phrased somewhat oddly.
"Letâs go above."
Noticing the nearby Witch who never interjected, Fu Qian promptly chose freely.
"A good choice, you will find the Deer Car."
This two-choice answer pleased the Hand Watcher, immediately praised, releasing Fu Qianâs hand.
...
Have we forgotten something?
Despite the positive wishes, it was evident the other party had provided no actual directional guidance.
Overall, comparable to the fortune tellers beneath the flyover.
Yet as the figure lowered his head, focused on his work on another head, Fu Qian refrained from interrupting, exchanging a glance with the Witch, exiting together.
"What would he do if I didnât offer my hand?"
Meticulously closing the door, Fu Qian casually questioned while proceeding alongside the Witch.
"He would refuse to answer you."
The Witchâs tone was confident.
"What if I chose to go below?"
"He would tell you itâs an interesting choice."
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