Chapter 162 Comic Content (fragmentary fragments)
The president of the White Night Guild didn't care about the reshaping of his values. The young man in the file had already gone far away.
Putting the last bite of cake into his mouth, Bai Zhou twirled his fingertips and leaned against the tree trunk bored, with most of his body hidden by the lush branches and leaves.
A person with special abilities was standing under an old tree not far away, covering his mouth and saying something. Just like an ordinary passerby, his facial features and body shape are very common, he has no memory and can be found in the crowd in the blink of an eye.
This man was wearing a guild uniform, and judging by the tag on his chest, he belonged to a high-ranking guild. It was noon at this moment. I didn't know why he ran to this remote place instead of taking a good rest. He just covered his lower face tightly to prevent people from reading his lips.
This is a cultist.
He is a high-ranking official and a well-known undercover agent. He has been in the guild for several years and has finally made his mark. Relying on his powerful illusion ability, he has become quite successful. Normally, he would just leak some information, big or small, to the Dark Nest. Perhaps because his eyes were too clear, he was never suspected.
Just like at this moment, he was listening to the bad news coming from the Dark Nest, which was eavesdropped on clearly by the light ball at close range and conveyed to the daylight word by word.
The large amount of energy that the light ball had stuffed under the dark nest could already be used as a surveillance camera. Since leaving there, it had been watching every minute and every second, paying special attention to checking the leader's physical condition. When it discovered that the other party was in poor condition, it would make a complacent hum. It will not converge until the heat value becomes dangerous.
There was no way. Although the last blow was very effective, the heat it brought reached a heart-wrenching level. It is difficult to go from extravagance to frugality. The nouveau riche went bankrupt overnight and was left with a mountain of debts...referring to the terrible injuries on Bai Zhou's body.
Fortunately, we got what we should get. Although the special mist growing on the Dark Nest leader was disgusting, we successfully pulled a handful out for the later plan. It was sealed in a fluorescent white light, and I don’t know where I threw the mist and the box in the space.
The map of the Dark Nest is fully opened, and it will not be difficult to grasp its movements afterwards.
"I wanted you to rest for a while." The light ball said to his finger, "The heat value is a bit worrying... Is the wound okay?"
"Don't worry, it's no problem." The young man leaned lazily against the tree trunk.
He was originally a soul that was pulled into this world, and the body he is using now is also a one-to-one carrier molded from a ball of light. The power of the special fog and the world consciousness are mutually exclusive. The damage caused by the collision is naturally more tragic and difficult to repair with energy. It can only heal slowly.
But it was only a fatal injury. Fortunately, he was able to endure the pain, and as a person who had died once, he said he was not afraid.
Bai Ri was pulling leaves out of boredom: "How is it? What news is going on over there?"
"We were talking about terminating the undercover agent. After all, something big happened in our nest, and most of the intelligence has been leaked. We have to go home to sort it out." The light ball eavesdropped openly, and the furry ball swayed back and forth because the cultists couldn't see it. "But they started arguing. The undercover agent obviously doesn't want to go back now. He said he just happened to have something important to do, so the termination plan has to be put off for at least a month."
The light ball listened carefully for a while. "Then after a series of verbal attacks, the former prevailed. It sounds like this is not the first time they have argued. The undercover agent has lost his temper and sent in his annual leave application. He told his boss that he is taking a few days off and plans to pretend to be abducted by the Dark Nest and disappear completely."
It is indeed time to go home, because after reading the intelligence, the culprit has come to claim his life. In those documents that were burned to ashes, code names similar to Lu Qingyuan's were clearly printed one by one, and they were all the culprits of the missing cases.
Perhaps the cultists think that a code name alone is not enough to confirm who the undercover is, but if Bai Day takes out the omnipotent world line to see the answer, how will they react?
"You have to use the heat value sparingly." The light ball reminded earnestly, "The content of the next chapter is very important. It will be terrible if something goes wrong in this regard."
"Of course." The young man raised his lips happily, "I have laid the groundwork for so long, how can I let it slip here?"
As for the contract I just made with Lin Du...
It's been said that a fourth case of looting is not allowed. A fourth case, a fourth case - then as long as it's not discovered, doesn't this so-called fourth case not exist at all?
The contract will naturally not react.
After all, he didn't break any rules.
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The undercover cultist finally finished arguing with his colleagues, and while he breathed a sigh of relief, it was also time for him to head back home. The annual leave application sent to the superior has been approved, and the next step is to fake the scene of being robbed.
He has always had the habit of relaxing in this forest, so he doesn't have to worry about being suspected.
"We also need to collect information about Bai Zhou along the way..." The young man scratched his head desperately, "What a joke, if you can't find it, how can I? Someone who can beat the leader... I hope everything will be fine if he doesn't kill me. I haven't lived long enough."
Although he felt heartbroken upon hearing that the energy body had once again been engulfed in flames, he quickly calmed down. After all, even if the energy body is successful, it would not be his turn to go. In the end, wouldn't it still be the people above who would take over? If it’s gone, it’s gone.
He got his position by sheer luck. It doesn’t matter whether it is evil or good, as long as you live happily.
"Tsk, I'm really reluctant to let go."
Thinking of the benefits of the guild, the young man couldn't help but feel nostalgic. As he walked out, he cleaned the hair that was caught between his fingers and continued to mutter with his head down.
It's windy.
It came towards his back at an unusually fast speed, and a piercing chill instantly spread all over his back, causing the cultist's pupils to shrink and he dodged by diving to the side.
Without paying attention to the pain in his left shoulder, he looked back tremblingly, climbed up swiftly, pulled out the weapon on his leg with one hand, and quickly turned his back to the tree trunk.
A silk thread that was visible due to the color of blood pierced into the ground a few inches and slowly dissipated after being discovered by him.
This thing that had never been seen before was now extremely familiar to the cultists. It was an attack method that had appeared in the recent call - a supernatural power belonging to the daytime.
The cultist's eyes ached from staring with fear subconsciously. He slowly raised his gaze and discovered a hint of extreme black in the scene obscured by branches and leaves. I don't know how long it has existed.
The person he least wanted to see appeared before him.
"Why are you shaking so violently?"
Suddenly, a young man in a pitch-black windbreaker jumped down and landed so lightly that his voice was not affected.
Bai Zhou raised his eyes and fixed his gaze on the trembling cultist. After a few pauses, he curled his lips as if he was pleased and said, "Don't be afraid."
“Don’t kill me!” The cultist raised his weapon, and the light representing his supernatural power tightly surrounded him, wrapping his master to give him a sense of security. “I don’t want to do this at all. I was forced to do it. I haven’t even killed anyone…!”
"Really?" Bai Zhou tilted his head.
"Those who were pushed into hell by you personally don't think so."
The silver lines suddenly attacked, separating and entangled in the air, disrupting the enemy's judgment. The cultists waved their weapons in panic, and their weakness in close combat was fully exposed.
The fluctuations of the phantom power spread wildly. The silver thread hit empty air, and the cultist under the tree disappeared, hiding in the area.
However, actually using illusions on the mental system?
Bai Ri sighed, and a flash of gold appeared between his eyelashes, which quickly merged into the darkness.
It turns out that a panicked mouse is not that easy to catch.
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The End has been updated.
Readers eagerly rushed in, greeting the color pages with excited hearts and trembling hands, and fell into deep thought after discovering that some of the words overlapped by 18 percent.
After checking their eyes, I confirmed that they were all people who had been poisoned by the brainwashing post on the forum.
Bai Zhou was expelled from the human race in the post and was put into the "energy body" category together with Qi Heng. The two of them strangely reached a kind of unity. The readers who recommended these two are clearly extremely aggressive, but they also fell into an eerie silence after reading the posts.
That makes so much sense. Who is the author of this post named "Fictional Historian" who can make readers unconsciously follow his train of thought?
This world is too messy. They decided not to speak out until the cartoonist had solid evidence, and at this moment they just enjoyed the beautiful color pages to relieve their mood.
This coloring page is very special.
The cartoonist seemed to have finally remembered who the focus of this chapter was, and once again placed daylight at the center of the picture.
The handsome young man stood sideways, eyes downcast, and said nothing. Behind him was a mirror, reflecting his back, but due to the angle only a blurry silhouette was visible, as unclear as a mirror image.
Around him, the main characters were transformed into puppets and placed on the ground, with expressions of sadness or indignation on their faces. The tiny puppets were stiff, the hanging silver strings acting as their strings, directing the three to make the corresponding movements.
The background is illusory. Around the main character puppets are other characters transformed into puppets, some far away, some near, some sad, some happy. They always look towards the silent young man in the center.
The barrage narrowed its eyes.
"It's another familiar metaphor coloring page, but I still don't understand it (squinting and thinking pretending to be an expert.jpg)"
"I feel like this chapter is... unusual (pondering)"
"Do you think the reflection in the mirror is a little strange? I feel like the figure is a little different. Is it blurred on purpose? (Thinking)"
"The protagonists are puppets again. They are connected to the chess pieces at the beginning... But even at the end of the game, they are still being controlled by others? (Thinking)"
"A life in which the visible plot is played by the invisible plot (sigh)"
"Broken Feeling Daytime Modo Modo"
"The daylight in the coloring pages is completely different from the atmosphere shown in the main storyline. It is quiet and speechless. These are the original contents that are rarely revealed in the story."
"Being a villain is impossible anyway, right? (bitter smile)"
…
At the beginning, it’s the three main characters who haven’t been seen for a long time.
The cartoonist uses concise pictures to tell the story of three people's one-day itinerary. The rapidly flowing time is just a glance on the paper, but it is the real flow of the world.
The crazy and life-threatening training, the replenishment of physical strength after exhaustion, the embarrassing scene of nosebleed dripping onto the floor... in the end, it all turned into a scene of collapsing on the training ground, staring at the ceiling in a daze.
Because I want to become stronger. In the comic, Ye Yunhe covered his eyes with his hands and thought silently.
This is the common voice of the three people.
Everyone knows the reason, but no one wants to say it. The comments expressed sympathy for the three people's desperate efforts, teased the stunned newcomer next to them, and took screenshots of the three people's distorted faces after drinking the bitter medicine, trying to cover up the truth in a happy and harmonious manner.
Ye Yunhe's ability has achieved a new level of improvement, with both the time and duration of the backflow significantly improved. The same goes for Lin Muyu and Si Yuan, the former's level of control and the latter's level of enhancement have reached new heights.
The government was naturally pleased and sent them many medicines and supplements, but they didn't know that behind the scenes, Xinyi had already fed the three people a lot of new medicines.
The character that shocked the readers the most was Lu Qingyuan.
After Lu Qingyuan was identified, the barrage of comments began to display “!” to express their surprise.
"But isn't Sister Qingyuan's mind controlled by Brother Zhou? She seems to be completely clueless right now (scratching her head)"
"But if you don't continue to charge, the control will definitely stop, right? Brother Zhou has already reached the Dark Nest and he must know this will happen. In fact, Lu Qingyuan is just there to lead out the Dark Nest, right? Now that he's useless, it doesn't matter, right?"
…
Naturally, he knows nothing about anything.
She knows nothing? 】Outside the cell where the people with special abilities were imprisoned, the guards who were eating with lunch boxes in their hands were chatting quietly, [It seems like I really don’t know, they locked up a colleague who has been with them for two years just based on the identification of a mentally unstable patient? 】
[Stop talking so much.] 】Another guard cursed back, 【How can you say that? The people that Commander Xiaozhe is personally escorting must be aware of the internal situation. We are also clueless about everything. 】
The scolded guard shrank his neck and looked back at the tightly closed cell door. The person inside may have finally accepted the reality and stopped knocking on the door and asking questions. He has been quiet for a long time.
The result obtained by the psychic who came yesterday was not very good - it seemed that there was a more powerful energy covering Lu Qingyuan's mental network, which was impossible to invade, and naturally it was impossible to check the memory. There was nothing that could be done even if Lu Qingyuan did not resist.
Lu Qingyuan couldn't believe it when she heard this, and her expression was so genuine that the guard thought she was innocent just by glancing at her.
[Could it be that I have been brainwashed without knowing it? 】He ate his meal and continued to chat, [The Dark Nest is really low-handed and only does disgusting things. 】
[Okay.] 】Another person also replied,【Why are you so talkative? Shut up and eat your meal. 】
[How can you eat with your mouth closed...]
【……】
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