Chapter 2071 - 2066: Dancer (12)
Chapter 2071: Chapter 2066: Dancer (12)
Traveling can indeed enhance relationships, and the team is indeed full of hidden talents.
This place is also a forbidden area, although not far from the regular tourist route.
Neglected in maintenance and not quite glamorous, yet its luxury can still be discerned—it used to be the royal residence.
To think of coming here for a romantic encounter is certainly full of passion.
The two people were unusually excited before entering, which seems to explain things.
Indeed, everyone sees different landscapes during their travels. These two probably came here for this passionate release—although there’s a noticeable sign of overindulgence.
It’s not strange to shake off Mediterranean Brother; reaching here isn’t too difficult if you’re a bit rational.
Anyone with a bit of sanity would know that checking in at such a place is fine, but it’s best not to make any noise; otherwise, it’ll be hard to manage if discovered.
Fu Qian was quite certain that the bed they were about to lie on was already broken, just set up as a prop.
It didn’t take much force to make a considerable noise—bang bang!
The abrupt knocking sound finally disrupted the passion in the room.
In the midst of entanglement, movements suddenly stiffened, eyes cautiously looking out.
Unfortunately, Claire’s chosen hiding place was quite discreet; discovering her from their position wasn’t easy, let alone having to fix their clothes first.
The passion quickly faded; by the time they followed the direction of the sound, the person responsible for the reminder had already left.
...
Though her behavior was a bit odd, Lady Clara didn’t seem to reach the level of being just a troublemaker.
Fu Qian silently commented in his heart as he watched the three leave one after another.
Of course, it was Clara who knocked in reminder just now.
Not serious about finding someone, only thinking of peeping behind those neglecting their duties, but seeing things were about to become unmanageable, she couldn’t help but intervene.
Perhaps it spoiled the long-awaited romantic encounter of that couple, but it also saved them quite a bit of trouble.
Of course, the one who seemingly gained the most was still himself—
You can almost conclude that the couple’s state was indeed abnormal.
Occasional bizarre thoughts aren’t strange, like indulging in romance in a former royal harem, leaving a lifelong unforgettable memory.
But just like the curiosity just now, they were somewhat overly absorbed, their mental state evidently breaking normal bounds, almost a palpable desire for procreation.
Something is influencing them, what could it be—of course, it’s himself.
Indeed, the two managed to recover from their absorbed state with more than just Clara’s few knocks.
At the same time, Fu Qian also provided some help by branding them as ’third-party rejecters.’
The blue eyes procured by the couple were already rendered entirely ineffective, and they won’t be able to purchase anything useful in the future.
As for why he dared to claim such credit, believing it played a more significant role than the knocking?
It’s simple; the order of their rejection followed a sequence, separated by two seconds.
The effect was that the man suddenly became enlightened as if realizing the Heavenly Dao, desperately stopping the woman’s entangling actions.
The latter only entering the Sage mode a moment later.
...
Does the ’third cause’ bring about a desire for reproduction?
Though it seems disparate, experimental data says otherwise.
The order of the deprived blessing perfectly corresponds to the awakening order.
Even if it defies intuition, this is a logical conclusion.
This conclusion even makes it easy to connect to the mission target—
’Prohibiting the desecration of authority,’ is this the true content of desecration?
Without rushing to finalize the matter, Fu Qian, having learned from the observation sample, elegantly moved forward.
Being asked by a couple not to be a third wheel, such a request is hard to refuse for most.
And upon accepting, those who are considerate would likely choose a direction where they won’t cross paths again—Mediterranean Brother was indeed considerate.
"Hi."
Fu Qian greeted a despondent middle-aged man.
...
"So soon? You found them?"
The disdained team member showed a slight sense of disappointment, so much so that it took a moment to react.
"Sort of, I think the person will come out on their own shortly."
That’s why mindset is the most important; Fu Qian casually replied while surveying the surroundings.
It turns out that in the entire team, Mediterranean Brother was the most like an ordinary tourist.
Neither the desire for reproduction nor ambition has manifested yet.
In response to this, Fu Qian decided not to be quick to strip this person of their blessing.
Though this doesn’t necessarily mean his mood is particularly good.
Clearly, being stuck in an eccentric team, the person in front has borne more negative feedback.
"Haha, I also think it’s a bit too tense; although, running off without saying a word shouldn’t happen.
"Just call me Captain; shall we wander around and reconvene with them?"
Seeing the proactive helper looking for someone appears so relaxed in demeanour when meeting again, Mediterranean Brother empathized, speaking somewhat louder and proactively extending his hand.
"No problem, but I couldn’t tell... you make your living on the water?"
Not rejecting the friendliness, Fu Qian shook hands while also not hiding his curiosity about the title.
"No, friends call me that because I drive fast."
He chuckled, making his explanation sound even more peculiar.
"No wonder."
Fu Qian was undeterred, nodding affirmatively.
"Does Anke find anything special about this place?"
This casualness clearly struck a chord with Captain, who consulted for perception during their walk.
"Certainly."
Fu Qian’s response was astonishingly affirmative.
"It’s like walking on your own throne, everything welcoming you."
"Uh—hahaha!"
Captain’s amazement lasted quite a while, such that it almost erupted into laughter, barely suppressing the volume.
...
"You both are back too."
Strolling leisurely, they arrived at the rendezvous point after half an hour.
Looking slightly relieved, Ah Lian, who appeared solemn, saw two team members returning together.
Beside her, Clara and the couple were already standing there, showing no signs of unusualness.
Although the old man was still absent, at least no more people were missing.
"Any discoveries? If there’s still no trace at all, I must consider reporting it."
Though not too hopeful, Ah Lian tried asking Fu Qian.
Clearly, neither she nor Clara had made any progress.
Fu Qian didn’t rush to answer but instead looked in a particular direction—
"Sorry, I accidentally got lost just now."
The footsteps weren’t deliberately light; the old man was apologizing repeatedly before even arriving.
See, I said he would come out on his own eventually.
The old man clearly had bigger intentions, certifying to ensure matters didn’t stagnate while considering Ah Lian’s ability to cope.
Facing a bunch of astonished expressions, Fu Qian mused internally.
And in the blink of an eye, the team was reunited, and the crisis dissipated silently.