Chapter 71 Walking Together
The footsteps in the corridor on the first floor stopped.
The two men in black robes who were walking among them raised their heads and looked vigilantly towards the stairs to the second floor.
There, Bai Jingxuan lay motionless on the ground, refusing to get up like a turtle.
Although she knew that this was useless, whether she pretended to be dead or ignorant, she could not change the fact that she had been exposed. But she still found it difficult to accept that she had failed to escape in this way.
It would be extremely inappropriate for an old illness to suddenly relapse at this time.
She suffered from a congenital disease that could not be diagnosed in the hospital. The cause was unknown, and there were no cases like hers in the family genetic genealogy. Yet it happened to her alone.
The clinical manifestation of this disease is like now, the limb muscles suddenly lose control, accompanied by weakness, just like partial paralysis. Unlike epilepsy in the traditional sense: during this process, Bai Jingxuan's mind is clear and she can perceive time and changes in the external environment normally.
The attacks were irregular, and no known drugs could alleviate them. The only thing to be thankful for was that the disease usually only affected skeletal muscles and lasted for a few minutes; Bai Jingxuan remembered hearing from the nurse that if a similar disease had affected the myocardium, she might not be alive today.
And now, at such a critical moment, no matter which part of the body is affected, it makes no difference to Bai Jingxuan.
Two men in black robes who heard the sound came up the stairs and saw her lying on the steps.
She even saw a man in black robes take out something like a communication device and start reporting his findings to someone.
She wanted to stand up and continue running, but the effects of the illness were clearly not over yet and it would take at least several minutes for her legs to regain control.
She tried to crawl using her hands to support her body, but she could not be faster than two healthy humans.
I am probably hopeless. Being found by these people will not be a good thing. It's a pity that I haven't become a magical girl yet.
Bai Jingxuan thought.
She stopped struggling and closed her eyes, accepting her fate.
Then, a pair of hands passed through her armpits and lifted her up high.
Then, she felt her body being pulled sideways, as if someone was carrying her on the shoulders.
"It's not time to give up yet!"
A trembling call came to my ears.
When she opened her eyes, what she saw was a rapidly receding corridor and two men in black robes running and chasing in the distance.
Weren't we caught by them?
Bai Jingxuan was a little dazed for a moment, and still couldn't figure out the situation she was in, so she tried to turn her head and look at the person who was carrying her. Even though she could only see the back of the head, the vaguely recognizable figure still allowed her to recognize who the other person was.
"Uncle Tian?"
He was a male caregiver named Tian Sheng. Although he was not responsible for taking care of himself on weekdays, the two of them had some dealings with each other on weekdays and were considered to be relatively familiar with each other.
But where did he come from and why was he taking me away?
She didn't ask this question, so Tian Sheng wouldn't know what she was thinking. But I don't know if it was a coincidence, but Tian Sheng was also thinking about this:
Why was he running away with the child? Why did he come out of the utility room? Wouldn't it be better to hide in there and wait for rescue? Why did he have to come out and die? He knew Bai Jingxuan and knew what happened to the child. He did have some sympathy for her. However, this level of sympathy was far from enough to make him risk his life.
But when he was hiding in the utility room and saw the child lying on the stairs, motionless as if he wanted to commit suicide, his feet moved first.
He pushed open the door that was only half-open and rushed forward with big strides.
He lifted the girl onto his shoulders before the terrorists could catch her, and then began to run along the corridor on the second floor.
Faced with the sudden appearance of Tian Sheng, the people in black robes were stunned for just a moment, then they all took steps and followed without hesitation. The two groups started a chase in the corridor.
Tian Sheng is not an athlete and his running speed is not much faster than that of an average adult male. He is in a weak and passive position in the chase.
However, the people in black robes who followed closely behind were different. They were obviously well-trained and could run faster than Tian Sheng, so even though they started later, the distance between them was constantly shortening.
What's even more dangerous is that when Tian Sheng turned his head slightly to look behind him, he found a faint purple-black light flashing in the hands of a man in black robe.
——That was a sign of using the technique.
It seems that this can’t be delayed any longer, he thought to himself.
"Hold on tight, if you fall again I won't have time to come back and save you!"
He ignored the girl's confused cry and gave a loud order. Then he loosened his grip on Bai Jingxuan's shirt, clamped her calves in his arms, and took out two dice-like square objects from his chest pocket.
This is the medium for the ritual he prepared.
For an ordinary magician to study, master and use magic, several basic elements are needed, namely magic power, soul and medium.
Magic power is the energy source of the ritual. Only by stimulating and supplying magic power to activate the ritual engraving can the ritual produce its effect.
The soul is the means of controlling the ritual. Only by relying on the guidance of the soul to ensure the stability and direction of the ritual can the final effect of the ritual meet one's own needs.
The medium is the core of the ritual. The magician relies on the materials collected in advance, and spends a lot of magic power, material resources and time to carve out the ritual and burn it, and then integrates the final result into a small device.
If we use modern firearms as an analogy, the magic is the bullet, the soul is the hand, and the medium is the gun. Only by pulling the trigger of the gun with your hand can the bullet be fired and cause damage.
However, for magicians, their media are all painstakingly carved from their own magic power, so they are highly consistent with their own magic fluctuations and cannot be handed over to outsiders for use.
The medium also has its durability. As the number of uses increases, the efficiency of its release will become lower and lower, and eventually it will be scrapped and unusable.
When that day comes, the magician will have no choice but to create a medium corresponding to this ritual again.
This also leads to the fact that in modern society, the overall number of magicians is not large. After all, if one wants to engage in the research of magic, one must first have a relatively extraordinary magical talent, and the magic power in most ordinary people is too weak; second, one must have a high level of education and be able to learn the complex theories of magic rituals; third, one must have corresponding channels to access the knowledge of magic rituals; and on this basis, it is too difficult to have enough financial resources to purchase the magic materials for making the medium.
Eventually, many magi who were struggling to make ends meet turned to crime.
Tian Sheng considered himself to be a good citizen who abided by the law. The money he used to buy materials was earned through his hard work. As a result, his progress was relatively slow, and he had only just barely stepped into the threshold of being a peeper.
Among the three levels of a magician's power: spying, contacting, and controlling, he is the weakest rookie among them.
It was unrealistic to fight the terrorists behind him head-on. All he could do was delay a little longer.
Now, he took out his own technique medium, and was going to use a technique that even a novice could master - the magic barrier.
(End of this chapter)
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