When Does This World Have a Blood Bar Displayed?

  Chapter 561 The development of the story

  The days come to July.

  After these days of rushing and tossing, Comrade Xiao Zhou, the former traveler, or the current Klein Moretti, finally settled down for the time being, and began to slowly adapt to his new life.

  Of course, he didn't give up the idea of ​​going back.

  However, people always have to face the reality, and adapting to the present is just to better face the future.

  He knows very well that if he wants to achieve the goal of going home, what he needs is a feasible long-term plan and unswerving execution, so that there is such a slight possibility...

   This is already thinking positively and optimistically as possible, and it is the result of his subconscious unwillingness to face the cruelest possibility.

  After all, after discovering key items like "Roselle's Diary", in addition to giving Klein a great spiritual buff, it also implicitly explained a fact.

That is-

  Emperor Roselle's real identity was a fellow villager who traveled about two centuries earlier than his time travel, so the final result of this fellow villager seemed to be that he was not able to go back, but was assassinated to death in the White Maple Palace.

Even the mighty transmigrator emperor who ruled an entire great empire ended up in such an end, so Klein is now an ordinary person who is just a graduate of the History Department of Hoy University. It is said that it is no different from a cat, a dog, a pure deer, and whether the result of the final choice will be any different...

   I have to say that this is indeed a cruel fact, but now Klein is not willing to face this deeper meaning, and even subconsciously doesn't think about it.

  —Perhaps it’s just that the fellow villager is doing well here, so he doesn’t have such an idea.

  —This possibility cannot be denied. Everyone has his own ambitions, and this is also uncertain.

  It is true that people do always have to face reality...but at the same time, people always need some hope in order to persist in living.

Comrade Xiao Zhou is currently full of hope. He has adapted to his new life in a different world and at the same time feels that everything is getting better. Just ignore the disturbing visions he encountered when he just crossed over... But that There was nothing he could do about it. After joining the Nighthawks team, he also became slightly aware of the difficulty of the notebook that caused the death of the original owner of his body.

  Joining the Nighthawks team, Captain Dunn gave Klein the choice to become an Extraordinary, telling him that he could choose among several paths.

As a matter of course, because I happened to see the relevant content in the fellow's diary in advance, the latter naturally chose the "Seer" path... No matter whether you can go to the end later, at least at the beginning, you must choose a correct path as much as possible .

  ——

  July 2, Monday.

  The time is in the morning, and the location is the secret alchemy room underground in the Blackthorn Security Company in Tingen City.

  Drinking the "Seer" potion prepared by Mr. Old Neil, and carefully feeling the changes in himself, Klein's vision became blurred, and his thinking became erratic but clear.

His body twitched uncontrollably, and the world in his field of vision was changing rapidly. All the scenes lost their specific details and lines, leaving only rough outlines and colors. The whole world was like a mass of color blocks The product of overlapping, colliding, and mixing together is like an oil painting splashed by an abstract master, which is very difficult to describe.

   Fortunately, he had previous corresponding experience, so he calmed down slowly and controlled his own spirituality.

   "Honakis...Freguera..."

   "Honakis...Freguera..."

When the world in his field of vision returned to normal and the scene in the alchemy room came into view again, Klein hadn't had time to breathe a sigh of relief when he heard a strange whisper in his ear, which made his head spin. Suddenly it hurts.

"how do you feel?"

  Old Neil on the opposite side smiled, and he didn't seem to be too surprised by this, because most of the Extraordinary who have just been promoted are not very good, and drinking potions is never a good experience.

"Feeling...feeling..." Klein snorted, and spoke with a stiff tone, but he didn't know how to describe his feeling at this moment. He took a slight breath, hoping to relieve the pressure in his head and relieve the moment. After a burst of tingling pain, he raised his eyes and looked in the direction of Old Neil, holding back the strong mania, and was about to ask for help.

  The next moment, his expression was slightly frozen—

  Because behind Old Neil, a pair of illusory eyes quietly emerged.

  Unreal and translucent, it seems to have a feeling of indifference and no emotion. It quietly floats in the void behind Old Neil, quietly watching Old Neil, and at the same time quietly watching himself.

   This scene is very weird, and in this dimly lit and shadowy alchemy room, it is even more frightening.

   "You...you..." Klein came back to his senses. For a short while, even the manic impulse that surged up in his heart was suppressed by the horror, and he blurted out subconsciously: "You have eyes behind you!"

   "..."

  Old Neil was slightly taken aback.

  The eyes behind him seemed to be startled, and suddenly disappeared.

   However, at the last moment, Klein couldn't tell if it was his own illusion. His spirituality seemed to be triggered, and he fell rapidly like a flood gate. He seemed to see that pair of phantom eyes cast a glance at him just before they disappeared.

  Originally, it gave people the impression that it was just a mysterious side "camera" that looked very strange and was watching mechanically. At that moment, it seemed to suddenly become conscious, with a more agile feeling.

  When Old Neil turned around, he could no longer see those eyes.

  He turned around with a strange expression, and asked, "What kind of eyes do you see?"

   "..."

   "..."

  Klein's heart was pounding, and his mind was a little blank. He quickly looked at the expression on the face of the old gentleman opposite him, trying to figure out what was going on. At the same time, he quickly recalled the short and scary scene just now in his mind.

   "Translucent...without eyelashes, it looks very indifferent..."

He tried his best to describe it, wanting to find as many features as possible, but he was afraid that he would add too much oil and vinegar, which would cause errors in the transmission of information, so in the end he could only name the most obvious ones without any mistakes. specialty.

"So, you may have really seen it..." Old Neil's expression changed slightly, as if he was a little surprised, but that was all. A lot of people are like that."

   "What did you see?" Klein had a vigilant expression on his face. How could he be so unlucky? Before he fully entered this mysterious world, he had already dealt with many mysterious things.

   "I don't know, but you're not the first to see those eyes..."

Unexpectedly, Old Neil shook his head without even thinking about it, and he said in a strange tone: "This seems to be some kind of mutation that has occurred in the Path of the Mystic Over the past hundred years. Our path The Extraordinary, occasionally a pair of eyes like this will appear behind the back, but there is no rule at all, and I have not found any obvious consequences for the time being, whether it is good or bad..."

"Well…"

  Klein was a little taken aback when he heard that, would Extraordinary people still have such a miraculous situation?

  So what is the principle of this? Could it be that the Path of the Secret Peer is special and unique, with its own skin and special effects? But why is this? Is it because they paid for it? Or is it because this path is the son of the version?

  He couldn't help thinking about it, but Old Neil smiled happily when he saw his tangled expression.

The old gentleman took the initiative to explain: "Actually, it's not that difficult to understand. This situation is actually... Well, according to the speculation of the church, there should be high-sequence powerhouses who are affecting low-sequence Extraordinary people in the same way. We These low-sequence secret snoopers may have been used by high-sequence powerhouses, and those eyes should be using us as a medium to collect information."

   "This, this..." Klein was terrified when he heard it, "In the same path, can high-sequence powerhouses actively influence and utilize low-sequence powerhouses?"

  As long as they are in the same path, every low-sequence Extraordinary is a springboard and broiler for high-sequence powerhouses?

  This, this, in this way, how can the latecomers have a bright future?

   "Yes, and not true."

  Old Neil shook his head, and said vaguely: "It's possible, but it's not that easy, and there will be more restrictions. In short, you don't have to worry so much..."

Klein was a little dubious, but as a newcomer to the mysterious field, the old gentleman opposite him was undoubtedly a well-informed and well-accumulated scholar, and he was an authority that he could not question now... Regardless of the future Mister Fool, the future No matter what heights and achievements the master of the bathroom will achieve, it will not change the fact that he is now a beginner.

"Okay, I have to make a report on the incident just now... Although this kind of situation is not uncommon in the past few years, if it happens, in principle, you still have to report it to the church, and you can be considered as participating Or, wait and go up together to make a record."

   At this time, Old Neil said with ease, his tone seemed very brisk.

  Klein nodded. This kind of thing really needs to be reported, and the calm behavior of the old gentleman across from him subconsciously relieved him, thinking that this should be the case. After all, if you ask casually about this kind of thing, you should know. Old Neil has no reason to scare or hide something from himself in this regard.

only…

  As a pure rookie, he didn't realize the problem, and he didn't know that there were some things that a low-sequence Extraordinary like Old Neil shouldn't know.

"You go up first, I'll clean up these things..." The old man turned on all the gas lamps that had just been turned off, turned around to clean up the things on the alchemy table, and casually said to Klein, "By the way, I can get acquainted with your current State, you can ask the captain for advice on this... Hehe, Dunn has a lot of experience in this."

   Of course, he is the captain after all, and he must have helped many later team members.

   And the captain is still a Sequence 7, how can he help a Sequence 9 who has just started... Speaking of which, how long will it take for me to reach the level of a Sequence 7?

  Klein thought of this, and couldn't help but have a trace of fascination and longing in his reverie. Then he rubbed his forehead that was still a little swollen, slightly groggy, turned around and went out with sloppy footsteps.

  Old Neil was the only one left in the alchemy room. This gray-haired, deeply wrinkled old man was packing his things while thinking with a preoccupied look, and his brows were tightly furrowed.

   "God descended..."

   The voice of muttering to himself resounded in the dimly lit space.

  ...

  ...

  With the help of Captain Dunn, Klein quickly mastered the active switch function of Spirit Vision, although he is not very proficient yet.

Because he had just become a Extraordinary, and his spirit vision consumed a lot of spirituality, Captain Dunn asked him to go back to rest first... He just came to work in the morning, and he was able to get off work in less than half an hour. I can only talk about the work of the Nighthawks team. The pay is really good, of course—the benefits are proportional to the risks.

Klein didn't refuse either, but even though he was a little drowsy, he still insisted on asking a few questions, including what Old Neil said, and the situation of the Shire cloakroom across the corner. He gave an affirmative answer, which made him completely relax his final nerves... It also caused him to no longer be able to bear the drowsiness after he walked out of the Blackthorn Security Company.

until-

   "Mr. Klein?"

   "Mr. Klein!"

  The successive calls made the future Master Fool wake up in a daze.

  He glanced around sleepily and blankly, and the decorations in the cloakroom came into view.

  Owned an independent storefront at a young age. In the eyes of many women in the surrounding neighborhood, they belonged to young and promising young people. Mr. Shire stood in front of him, frowning condescendingly and looked at him... Uh, wait? What happened to me, why did I fall asleep here? Klein was a little dazed, his bewildered mind couldn't react.

   "Are you okay, when you were talking just now, you fell asleep directly..."

  Charles looked weird when he saw him wake up, but he thoughtfully offered the most appropriate suggestion: "Your spiritual consumption is a bit high, I suggest you go home and sleep right away."

   Ah, that's right, when I came over to say hello, I couldn't hold back and fell asleep!

Hearing the other party's words, Klein suddenly became a little stunned. He recalled his memory before the "fragment", that is, after asking Captain Dunn for verification, he knew that Mr. Shire, who opened a cloakroom across the corner, was indeed a For the record.

The official attitude towards the wild Extraordinary is not to completely kill them, and the response is also flexible and full of flexibility. Mr. Shire is a Extraordinary who is in good condition, willing to accept supervision, and even cooperate with the local Nighthawk team in Tingen... The most important thing is that his path is very valuable, belonging to Sequence 7, "Appraiser" in the path of the generalist.

   Can quickly identify magical items without divination.

   Can intuitively grasp the abilities and problems of most extraordinary items, and use them as much as possible to avoid danger.

   This is naturally a very helpful ability. Mr. Shire sought refuge, and the Nighthawks team also needed his ability, so the two hit it off and cooperated for several years. In a sense, the other party is also equivalent to a member of half of the Nighthawks, and his qualifications are much deeper than Klein's.

And after giving such an answer, Captain Dunn also suggested that Klein get to know each other again, which will be of great help to his future career... After all, Nighthawks will inevitably have to interact with various Extraordinary items. In dealing with one another, if one can establish a good relationship with an "appraiser", the significance of this is naturally self-evident.

  Klein also deeply agrees with this, and he also feels that it is very necessary for him to re-acquaint himself, not only to explain his previous abruptness, but also to take this opportunity to regain Roselle's diary.

  Maybe my new identity is more convincing, maybe Mr. Shire believes in himself, so I don’t know for sure.

With the idea of ​​"try it out, you won't lose money if you fail, and you can earn blood if you succeed", Klein didn't call a car home immediately, but insisted on coming to the cloakroom shop... It's a pity that he overestimated himself, He also underestimated the spirituality that had just been consumed. After saying hello, he said a few words, but couldn't hold on any longer, and his consciousness became blurred in the gradually hazy vision.

  Master Fool, who successfully recalled it, was so embarrassed that he almost found a crack in the ground, and he was very annoyed by this.

  If I knew it earlier, I should have come back another day!

   While the master of the bathroom was complaining, the opposite Mr. Shire also had a subtle expression. He looked up and down Klein, thinking in his heart what was so special about him that deserved my lord's favor.

  Is it because you can decipher the words in your father's diary?

   It shouldn't be, my lord knows that kind of words by heart...Anyway, Shire can only think of this, but feels that there is no sufficient reason.

  —Someone still had some reservations after all, covering up the secret about the part of the traveler in Roselle's diary...Of course, the other social death parts have not been embellished in any way.

Shaking his head lightly, he calmed down the scattered thoughts in his heart. Looking at the annoyed Klein, Charles also began to think about how to complete his next task, which is to invite him to join the Mystery Society naturally and unintentionally. ...Now it seems that it is not difficult to complete this matter, after all, Klein's little brother obviously intends to take the initiative to make friends with him.

  As long as you follow this momentum and find a suitable opportunity, you should be able to accomplish this smoothly.

  ...

at the same time.

  On the outskirts of Tingen, in a house with a red chimney.

  A pale hand is holding a quill, writing continuously.

  The upper part has been smeared in large sections, and the latest part below is also being written out under the tip of the quill pen—

   "Through Welch's case, he met Dunn Smith and joined the Nighthawks team. This does not affect the development of the story..."

"At Dunn's suggestion, Klein went to say hello to the "appraiser". Because of his status as a graduate of the History Department of Hoy University, Klein will establish a private cooperative relationship with the latter... (here smear)...For the latter, this is just another hopeless attempt to decipher the Roselle ciphertext, in short, it is a logical decision..."

"No one knows that Tingen's "appraiser" is actually a Sequence 2 angel, but Klein's actions are approaching this secret. This progress will not affect the development of the story, and will further satisfy Ince Zanger. Will's request..."

  ——

  People on the earth are making different efforts for different purposes.

  Try to approach and achieve your ambitions in different ways or means, so as to collide with various frictions and sparks at the same time...

  The gods in the star world are silently watching the deep sea starry sky, watching the endless killings taking place, and are silent, speechless.

Countless groups of demons danced wildly, they were unclean figures spanning the abyss of stars, and they were endless carriers of pollution, fusion, splitting, regeneration, distortion, confusion, and corruption, they seemed to be endless like a tide... while the front on the opposite side was countless Hundreds of millions of warships, a steady stream of defense stations, space fortresses and drones, are like huge schools of fish migrating.

  Gamma lasers, ion cracking cannons, proton launchers, antimatter missiles, phase concussion bombs, anti-Higgs force field configuration weapons, light quantum memetic viruses...

  Strong magnetic field storm, plasma explosion, high temperature radiation, violent gravity...

The group of demons is endless, the fleet covers the sky and the sun, and the number of both sides seems to never decrease, even if thousands of warships are shot down every moment, as well as the number of demon tides in the asteroid belt... And this The seemingly endless fighting in the field has lasted for thousands of days.

  However, this is already a very restrained routine fight.

   After all, neither side ended up in person.

Incarnated as the Outer God who symbolizes the crimson moon, he still firmly occupies the celestial body of the moon, under the impact of radiation, low temperature, gravity, etc., all kinds of violent ray streams and magnetic field storms. Movement, the impact that can annihilate celestial bodies, evaporate all matter, and incinerate everything into elementary particles is like a breeze passing by!

And the giant pupil that peeps at the real world at the end of the slit through the hole in the void is as indifferent and ruthless as ever. On the huge body hidden in the gap between space and time in the universe, the giant star with a diameter of hundreds of millions of kilometers The outer ring of the ring, as the ring belt for building spaceships, is such a grand foundry world, which is also continuously and continuously handling huge fleet groups.

   "A bunch of troublesome guys..."

  The magician calmly looked through the porthole, looked away from the crimson moon, and stared at the blue planet surrounded by barriers.

Because of the barrier left at the beginning, this planet cannot be shaken at the moment, and even if the outer solar system is destroyed, it can continue to exist without being affected... This is the last layer of insurance, the guarantee of the will of the universe .

And as time goes by, the day when the barrier disappears is not far away, so the old people who waited outside to be served are somewhat uneasy, and the frequency of all kinds of open and secret fights between each other is also increasing obviously . Speaking of which, it was the same reason why he and the one on the moon were torn apart... If he didn't fight back fiercely, he would definitely be regarded as a soft persimmon.

  Actually, as an obvious outsider, he was not able to blend into the wolf pack as easily as a husky—

   But it was easily recognized by the old days.

  If the magician really had only one "person" acting, he would probably have been eaten alive by them long ago... All I can say is that fortunately, he is in a double row, and he fights against himself. ——The celestial space-time fortress is not just a mothership for interstellar navigation, but also an incarnation equal to the personality of a magician. It is the **** in charge of electronics and machinery, the original father, and the commemorative edition of Chaos Machine God.

  The combination of the two incarnations saved the danger of being set on fire.

  After all, the day of the final meal sharing is not far away, and the old days are not willing to take risks at this time...

  (end of this chapter)