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Infinity Nikki - Perspectiva forzada: captura de una gran guía de peces

Autor : Christopher Actualizar : Feb 20,2025

Infinity Nikki - Perspectiva forzada: captura de una gran guía de peces

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-[Localización de la búsqueda de "Perspectiva forzada: Catching a Big Fish" en Infinity Nikki](#Localización de la perspectiva forzada-cazadora-a-big-fish-quest-in-infinity-nikki) -[Completando la búsqueda de "Perspectiva forzada: Catching a Big Fish" en Infinity Nikki](#completar el forzado de inserción-inspiración-a-big-fish-quest-in-infinity-nikki)

Infinity Nikki presenta numerosas misiones de "perspectiva forzada", desafiando a los jugadores a alinear perfectamente elementos en el juego para una perspectiva fotográfica única. Algunas misiones son notoriamente complicadas debido a instrucciones vagas. "Perspectiva forzada: atrapar un gran pez" es un excelente ejemplo.

Esta guía lo ayudará a localizar y resolver este rompecabezas desafiante dentro de la región de Meadow Breezy.

Localización de la búsqueda de "Perspectiva forzada: Catching a Big Fish" en Infinity Nikki

Antes de comenzar, asegúrese de cumplir con los requisitos previos y conocer la ubicación de la búsqueda:

Completa la búsqueda "Perspectiva forzada: conejito de orejas largas".
Localice la búsqueda en Breezy Meadow.

Específicamente, viaja al sur de Florawish a Breezy Meadow. Encuentra la aguja de la guerra de muelas del prado cerca de la costa este. A partir de ahí, navegue hasta la ubicación marcada en el mapa. Encontrarás a Viliak cerca del Wharf Meadow, frente al agua. Inicie la búsqueda hablando con ella.

Completando la búsqueda de "Perspectiva forzada: Catching a Big Fish" en Infinity Nikki

Después de hablar con Viliak, explicará el desafío de "atrapar un gran pez". Mientras lucha, la solución es sencilla una vez que encuentra los elementos y la posición correctos.

Proceda al lado este del Wharf del prado:

Ve al pequeño muelle.
Borda el bote directamente por delante.
Enfrenta al oeste hacia el muelle.
Abre tu cámara. Deberías ver un gancho de pescado y un pescado en una tela.
Alinee el gancho con precisión con la boca del pez.
Tome la foto y regrese a Viliak.

Seleccione la foto correcta de su álbum. Tras la aceptación, tu recompensa será:

paquetes de actualización 3x
Diamantes 10x (utilizables para pancartas)

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