A reflection of his soul appeared in front of Gwen's eyes, the big tree. But the ground turned into a lake, and he saw two chubby cats...the cat lantern, floating, holding a flame-colored crystal. In the crystal,
The young man who had just been purified by the source of warmth curled up in a baby's position, sleeping with his eyes closed.
"Meow!" The two cat lanterns threw the crystal into the lake.
At the same time, a trace of warm energy came back.
A few more leaves fell from the big trees, lighting up a warm and bright fire on the lake.
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Gwen did not touch the body again, and quietly relied on the acceleration of the source of energy to shrink to an inch with her own body, and exited the alley. At the same time, she wandered aimlessly. It was the kind of true "even the brain doesn't know"
Where am I going' wandering.
Gray Tower reminded me, 'If you don't want others to find you, you have to be unable to accurately grasp your own information.'
When it came to not being discovered after doing bad things, Cursed Blade happily drank a sip of beer, and then explained the details of the skills. Although it was not the first time that he had doubts in his heart, Gwen still wanted to do it.
Asking 'Why are you so skilled at Curseblade's insidious tricks?' It really makes the mind flayer despise you!
Of course, it’s still easy to use this technique when you spurn someone and then learn something again.
Through the power of the source, the brain's thinking is emptied, and it is transferred to a false line of thinking to simulate thinking, thereby achieving a technology that cannot be traced from either the 'spiritual level' or the 'physical level'. However, it is only suitable for such busy cities with many people.
, after all, the pre-awakening condition is still 'physically difficult to trace'.
Does this technique work?
very effective.
Six minutes after Gwen left, the first group of people who were surprised by Yuanli had already arrived at the scene. They had official identities and did not need to sneak in like Gwen. They just handed over the documents in their hands.
Just throw it and you can enter.
There is a boy, a girl and a child, but they are not considered a family of three at all.
The male is Wilge, the female is Root, who is holding on to the gas mask with both hands, and the youngest child is Shad. All three of them are wearing standard black military boots and the large-brimmed hats worn by officers.
The Lute people are most likely related to the 'Feathered Serpent'. The woman with pointed ears covered with white feathers looked at the corpse on the ground: "The heart is gone, and just now... the spirit has also disappeared. What an unlucky guy. He
Encountered a mind flayer, and then encountered a creature that specializes in eating souls... The source of power in the air is a bit hot, is it most likely a dream eater? Or maybe it's Cetun, who is famous for the flames of hell...
"
"There is also a possibility that they are two ghost stories." The man was Wilgi with a relatively fat cat tail. He said with a serious face, thinking about 'where to eat after get off work', but forgot that he was wearing gas respirators. There is no need to wear a mask to disguise your expression.
The bear-eared child with strong power sighed quietly under the mask. Of his two assistants, one was too lazy and too perfunctory, and the other was too stupid and too refined.
If Gwen were here, she would definitely say, "Damn it, what a shame."
The child-like Shade source of power sighed and said: "The purpose of this warm source of power is definitely not to eat spirits, but don't think that it is very safe. It is not a weird story about 'eating spirits' but melting or taking away the spirit body."
Or the source of power, they are the most dangerous level in the bureau. It is even possible that the mind flayer's ghost stories are split because of this... The authorities attach great importance to this matter."
"It is indeed rare for the authorities to issue a notice this time, and the words are quite strong." Girl Root said, "The mind flayers have indeed caused a lot of harm, but are the fifteen teams sent by the authorities enough?
?And, why not ask for help from the Order?"
The man Welji's fat cat tail flicked, and he stood up straight on his heels: "Yes, it is still possible for the cult to dispatch six or seven teams of source messengers, right? They have consumed so much money.
, it has some effect after all, right?”
"The authorities have their own considerations. The Special Investigation Bureau is fighting on an unfamiliar train, and the Fellowship is just a train that has been running for less than a hundred years. The Bureau also has considerations when letting us take over. In the case of the Mind Flayer, the boss
Tell us that we must handle it neatly and beautifully.”
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While the teams of the Special Investigation Bureau were gearing up, Gwen had lost her way relying on instinct.
He was like a petal drifting on the river, entering a cafe without knowing it at all.
The cafe is built on the second floor and has an air filter. But even so, it smells full of stench. After all, the smell is bigger when there are more people.
Gwen saw a space similar to a ring being made in the middle of the cafe, with flags placed on the left and right sides.
He looked curiously and found a row of people standing on each side of the flag. The two rows of people were wearing different clothes. The left side was wearing yellow clothes similar to protective clothing and thick black gloves. The right side was more eye-catching.
It's eye-catching because both men and women on the right are wearing waist-revealing blue uniforms consisting of tops and skirts.
Among them was a strong man with a physique similar to that of a "hot man with a white head and a broken back". He was also wearing the same clothes, with his hands folded across his chest and an aura of "Oh my god!" But Gwen could read the truth.
emotion:
‘I’m so shameless!’
"This..." A thin, middle-aged man with a flattering smile walked over in the coffee shop. He was dressed like a waiter.
"Sir." Gwen understood the other party's difficulties.
"Hey! Sir, the discussion of the secret code between the March Order and the False Sea Order is about to begin. Those who stay here have to hand over two bullets to attend. If you hand over three bullets, you can get a cup of coffee..."
If he hadn't thought that "Old Eighth Street" was outside, Gwen would have taken out three bullets.
"Isn't it free to publicly read and discuss the secret book?" Gwen asked.
"That's a matter of people and needs." The waiter replied, staying next to Gwen.
Gwen's source power has the ability to cleanse. Even if it doesn't show up, the air around her is relatively clean. To use an inspiring saying, it means that she "smells good".
"People, and needs?"
"That's right. Why do some societies want to read and discuss secret scriptures for free? Isn't it because they don't have enough members. And the two major religious groups don't lack believers at all, nor do they lack influence, so their readings and debates even if they don't have enough members.
Even if there is a fee, every venue is packed with people. Too many people want to step into the transcendent world, but unfortunately, that is not a path that people like us without talent can hope for."