Therefore, everything has its value.

Fu Qianshunlai's watch is just an ordinary item.

However, at this subtle moment, the sudden alarm clock instantly changed the atmosphere.

For a moment, not only Fu Qian fell into deep thought, but even Patch opposite him stared at his hands with a smile on his face.

"It seems you like this thing very much!"

"That's right, mechanical watches are standard for successful people!"

Fu Qian was talking nonsense while thinking.

First of all, the alarm clock is set by yourself. In the race against time, you won’t do anything boring, so it must have a purpose.

I have always calculated the time accurately and do not need additional reminders.

When setting the alarm clock, for yourself, you will face an existence that knows little about it, enjoys fraud and has a very high rank.

Even at the opponent's home court.

Therefore, the purpose of doing this kind of thing is probably to leave a targeted backup plan.

To sum up, the meaning of an alarm clock is not to remind, but to correct errors.

This is the information I left to myself at that time to correct the adverse effects that may be suffered during the handling process.

Now I remember setting the alarm clock, but the motivation for setting it is difficult to recall, which leads to having to rethink. This has actually confirmed that I have been affected.

So this back-up makes sense.

And when it has been affected by cognition, a simple time will hardly have any effect.

It was impossible for me to not consider this at that time.

Therefore, this time itself needs to be able to deduce a sufficient information concept and does not depend on others at all, because others are no longer reliable.

Even this information concept must be simple and intuitive to me.

So 7:50, or 19:50...what does this time have a special meaning?

Wait, fifty-

At some point, Fu Qian looked up at Patch.

“Just boring toys.”

This person is commenting on his answer.

"It is blasphemy to not explore the joy of life and will, and waste precious cognitive abilities on such things!"

"Understand, you can see that you are more inclined to ascend flesh and blood."

Fu Qian nodded very well.

"It's a coincidence that we are, too."

Before he finished speaking, hundreds of tentacles exploded from him.

At that moment just now, he understood the meaning of that time.

The focus is only on the second half, fifty is coming - noon is coming.

This information tells you that you should take all your strength next, just start a big shot and get a second.

Just a number, or even the second half of time.

What a simple, rough and wonderful information carrier.

It's me!

While boasting, although the cognition in his head told himself that he had to kill Gao Ya after eight o'clock to complete the task, Fu Qian still took action without hesitation.

He has always been a confident person, even for his past self.

Compared to just now, the overwhelming tentacles and even look different.

It is no longer the black and red biomass that used to be intersected. At this time, the tentacles show almost nothing, like wounds that have been torn from space.

The starry lights are connected into lines, embellished in the black interior, making it more psychedelic at first glance.

This is the mythical form after being promoted to the Sage of Original Sin. The last time I killed Hamadus, I used it once to maximize the damage.

Unlike most demigods, given that Fu Qian's usual combat form is relatively inhuman, the transformation of mythical form is actually not very different in terms of shape or combat style.

For this form, the feeling of paying for a new way is to further relieve the constraints.

Unable to be shackled by the body or even the will, the comfort of the power is completely bursting.

In the past, considering the limitations of the rank, it may be risky to keep this state, so I didn’t use it before paying.

This time he opened his fire without hesitation.

"Calm down, just stop kidding!"

As the target of being attacked, Patch finally showed the strength of a demigod.

In the seemingly unavoidable net of heaven and earth, the next moment he crossed the space in an incomprehensible way and appeared intact between the tentacles.

He could even calm down in a victim's tone.

Unfortunately, a blood mist was stirred up on his body.

Just kidding, it means that the firepower is fully activated, so it is naturally the ultimate move and small moves to use together.

After Fu Qian launched the attack, he hid a few air bullets inside. Patch walked continuously and finally hit him head-on.

"Interesting! You actually took action now... I've confirmed that I've changed your mind."

After being injured, Patch finally became colder.

"You did change."

Fu Qian controlled the tentacles all over the sky, allowing them to aim at Patch like javelins, mixed with air bullets from time to time, allowing the opponent to play the barrage game.

"I have to say that the strategy you chose is reasonable and effective."

"After confirming that my murderous intention has been decided, you did not try to reverse this point, but chose to start from the side and quietly change my concept of time. This is undoubtedly much less difficult."

"Until just now, I thought my plan was to wait until the screams were over before I could kill you, and I didn't realize that this was different from the original purpose."

"Now when you think back, when you talked to me with their faces, you deliberately mentioned the time point, and the induction began from that time."

"A pretty clever method can moisten things silently."

"What a pity, I set an alarm clock."

"Cold, rigid, boring, but with it is the beauty of reliability and mechanical things, nothing more than that."

"And the only message it conveys to me is that this is your death."

"I know this is contrary to the thoughts in my mind, but we are so confident."

"asshole!"

While speaking, Patch had been hung with a lot of color under the cover of tentacle spear and air bullets.

Theoretically, this person's ability is truly mysterious and unpredictable. As a demigod, he himself did not realize when his thoughts were distorted.

If it weren't for the alarm, I would have sat until eight o'clock and then failed in my mind.

But at the same time, he is obviously not a hand-to-hand fighter.

Once you really take action, the ability to confront each other is too far away.

Of course he may not be that weak, but who makes us invincible!

After a few seconds, Patch's body could no longer be flexible and was nailed directly to the wall by tentacles.

"You know, this has no effect on me."

Brother Patch was scarred and still calm.

"I'm looking forward to our meeting again."

"And given what you did, I will not be so polite then."

“Same looking forward to it.”

Nodded in front of paying.

"But it's interesting to say this at this time? Dr. Gao Ya."

With Fu Qian's last name, "Pachy" was stunned at first, and then a strange look appeared on his face.

Unfortunately, before he could express any emotion, the mythical biochemical demon arm formed by dozens of tentacles directly crushed his head.

[The current task has been completed, number 2-155 successfully contained]
Chapter completed!