Chapter 2785: Chapter 2780: Thirteen Days’ Talk (37)

Good news, there’s really a little note.

Bad news, the note isn’t even for oneself.

Is there really no one here? Just saying, this therapy center is truly a wonderful place.

Wayne Falter’s expression is quite serious, as if reading word by word from a script, really not looking like a joke.

After confirming what he wanted to convey, at that moment, Fu Qian also sighed inwardly.

It turns out it wasn’t me going crazy along the way, playing alone in my mind, the director was always here.

The note, torn from the same paper as I first received, is enough to prove this point.

Obviously it had similar content to what I experienced, writing down some key plot twists.

As for Wayne Falter himself, it seems besides being a physician and night guard, he indeed has a third identity, that of the director brother’s favorite actor.

As I proactively started setting the pace, the twists came one after another, regular actors clearly couldn’t handle it, so he was sent in for impromptu performance.

Actually, it’s a very smooth logic, representing the "operation boundary" I wanted to explore.

As previously mentioned, simply relying on repeated sideways jumps to make the director helpless is actually very unlikely.

The most likely reaction would be an increase in craftsmanship, even simple and crude plot kills.

This process of change will nicely outline the director’s control of this place.

Put simply, revealing how much weight he truly holds.

And I must say, Wayne Falter as the favorite actor indeed lives up to the role.

Even facing someone as despicable as myself, his earlier performance is still considered perfect.

Not only did he play along well, he concealed the director’s operation boundary, even making the director’s intention difficult to grasp—until now.

Even metal has fatigue, how can an actor not have limits?

Another pull in front of the chief physician’s office seemed to fully snap a string in Wayne Falter’s heart.

The situation painstakingly maintained fell apart instantly, as he directly took out the script, the craftsmanship became suffocatingly intense.

Of course, rather than a script, the impression was more like a clever strategy at that moment.

After all, it seemed like it hadn’t been opened before, otherwise, such a large piece of paper, with so much content on it, shouldn’t be forgotten.

Following the original mainline to operate, if truly unable to withstand it, take a look at this strategy?

At that moment, Fu Qian could almost imagine the scene of the director earnestly instructing Wayne Falter before leaving.

And no matter how you say it, the effect was also good, the plot that looked like it was reaching the finale suddenly rose again.

After looking at the clever strategy, Wayne Falter indeed acknowledged my idea, stating there was truly no one behind the door.

So was the previous really a joke?

A single sentence brought back the timeline to patiently hide again until midday the next day? Everyone became comrades against darkness once more?

"I must say, you didn’t disappoint my expectations."

It’s not just the beautiful expectations from Fu Qian, next moment it was even confirmed.

"Congrats on passing the test, I now believe you are indeed the one we’ve been searching for."

In a matter of seconds, Wayne Falter was quick to adjust his mindset, his breathing miraculously steadied.

Not only that, the playfulness in his eyes completely vanished, nodding slightly at Fu Qian, indicating "you’ve passed."

...

"Understood, just now was part of the test too, seeing if I would waver?"

In a short time, the expressions transitioned remarkably.

And watching such incredible acting, Fu Qian looked enlightened, seemingly understanding the meaning of this journey.

Regrettably, the efficiency of realization was too high, without even being shocked, making the heart feel uneasy.

"Yes... your will is clearly tenacious enough, never one to easily self-negate."

Wayne Falter’s expression visually under strain, but he still managed to praise against the odds.

"You’re flattering me, I simply like to be an honest person."

Fu Qian, of course, didn’t forget to be humble, waved his hand, then already moved ahead to arrive first at the next level.

Hmm...

After a brief hesitation, Wayne Falter eventually chose to follow along.

Quietly, the leadership had shifted.

"Are you really going to go inside?"

Upon seeing Fu Qian walk all the way to a certain door and stop, looking up at the copper plaque above, he couldn’t help but frown, showing confusion.

"Isn’t there really no one inside?"

At this point, Fu Qian had already seen the contents of the copper plaque.

Servis, just a simple attending physician’s name, already bearing some marks of time.

"But don’t you intend not to disrupt the place’s ecology? I can’t guarantee what will happen once you enter."

Attacking oneself with one’s own spear and shield felt uncomfortable, Wayne Falter mulled for a moment before coming up with a reason to persuade.

Clearly, he had determined to classify earlier suggestions as part of the test.

Unfortunately, that series of exchanges had also proven the gentleman before him wasn’t easily persuaded.

As he spoke, Fu Qian had already reached out to press against the door.

No lock even.

Instantly upon touch, Fu Qian confirmed this and praised Sir Servis for his open-mindedness.

Such a crucial place, not only does he lazily come, he doesn’t even mind if others push the door open.

But maybe it’s precisely this attitude that makes people wary of such actions.

Speaking from this point, briefly hiding here might not be a bad choice?

Of course, before that, Fu Qian didn’t forget to glance at Wayne Falter’s reaction.

A hand slightly extended, intending to stop but hesitating.

The latter’s expression complex, a look of losing control of the situation, seemingly poised to flee any moment—

"Makes sense, but who said I’m going in?"

At that moment, Fu Qian didn’t continue pushing.

Thud—thud thud—

Reversing his hand, he politely knocked several times on the unlocked door.

...

The air was quiet, no sound came from behind the door.

Luckily, as compensation, sweat still emerged from Wayne Falter’s forehead.

These brief seconds evidently caused considerable psychological pressure on him, feeling close to an occupational hazard.

"Just to confirm, it really seems there’s no one inside."

Next moment, Fu Qian brought a bit of relief to him, indicating merely confirming whether the previous words were true.

"Looks like you were right, so where will my true hiding place be next?"

This... said not going in, truly didn’t go in?

However, it appeared a well-meaning effort turned bad.

Seeing Fu Qian really withdraw his hand, stopping stubbornly before such a place, Wayne Falter’s expression seemed even more rigid.

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