Chapter 222 Chapter 222
In the antique-style living room, the boy with a high ponytail nestled himself in the soft sofa, holding a glass of drink in his hand, drinking it with a sweet look on his face.
Across a small tea table, sitting on the chair opposite, Si Zai clasped his hands, a trace of cold sweat on his forehead. There were also drinks on the table in front of the three of them, brought by the curse priest, but no one dared to touch it.
The boy drinking the drink looked innocent, but to his right was Qin Xiaocao, a straw boy who had wiped out two villages in his first appearance on Weird Live. Behind the boy, the paper man put his wrist on the back of the sofa affectionately, with the back of his hand against the boy's back. He was kneading a small paper man in his hand. Si Zai still remembered the small paper man. He was once an awakened person who did many evil things, but now he has become a puppet played... by the paper man.
There were two butterflies standing above the boy's head, with their golden and dark green wings trembling slightly. It looked beautiful, but where the butterflies flew over, only bones of living creatures were left, which was quite cruel.
The boy's left side was occupied by the faceless boy, and the little girl in a red dress was lying on the sofa, swinging her legs with her hands, playing with an eyeball.
The countless tiny pupils on the eyeballs indicate that they are not human.
There was also the crow standing on the windowsill behind him, Kailet standing against the wall with his arms folded, revealing his fair hands, Bai Yixin leaning on an armchair with a rare lazy look, and the funny rabbit observing the layout of the room curiously and showing great interest in the carvings on the window ridges.
Although they were a little far away from the young boy, they would glance over here from time to time, and it can be seen that they care about this little leader.
Are they worried about their little leader? What is there to worry about? Can the three of them do anything to the little leader? If a real fight breaks out, there is no doubt that they will be the ones who die without leaving even a bone residue.
They don't have to go together. The little doll in the Scarecrow Boy's hand is enough to kill them several times.
Thinking of this, Si Zai suddenly relaxed.
The worst that can happen is death. How bad can it be?
"Let me introduce myself. I am Si Zai, the general director of the Chinese Paranormal Response Department. This is my deputy Nong Xiangming, and department member Quan Li."
Nong Xiangming nodded to the young boy: "Hello." His eyes swept across Qin Xiaocao's hand, and noticed that the straw doll's button eyes were staring at him. He quickly lowered his head and adjusted his glasses, pretending not to see it.
All of them tensed up nervously: "Hello, you guys!"
"I am Mangtao, the leader of the lights." Mangtao raised the cup and handed it to the curse priest, "Another cup!"
The curse priest took the cup, turned around and disappeared, and came back a few seconds later, holding the steaming drink in his hand and placing it in front of Mang Tao.
The Curse Priest, who was once suspected to be the leader, was more like a silent and diligent housekeeper in front of Mang Tao.
"About cooperation." Si Zai slowed down his breathing and spoke carefully, "I wonder if the Light Organization has more secret manuals on cultivation, or strange items. Of course, we are also very interested in the potions you provided before. I wonder if we can buy them from your organization. The price is negotiable."
"About the transaction." Mang Tao stared into the void as if thinking, but in fact he was browsing the mall. "The cheats are there, the advanced version of the application of weird power. It's not just the rough use of power, but the refining of weird power into other powers. For example..."
The young boy raised his fingers, and a small ball of water condensed on his fingertips: "Mysterious power turns into water."
Si Zai's eyes widened. It looked like... this person was an awakened one.
"It's different from the awakened ones." The young boy seemed to see what Si Zai was thinking and explained, "The awakened ones can generate weird power themselves, while the non-awakened ones can only borrow weird power. The two are different."
In an ordinary environment without monsters, awakened people can still use their powers, but non-awakened people cannot, unless they carry a powerful monster and borrow the monster's power.
"No, this is already great." Si Zai said excitedly.
The previous cheat of using the opponent's force to counterattack only allowed non-awakened people to use the opponent's force to violently counterattack when fighting against monsters. It was not very friendly to people with poor fighting skills, and many monsters' weaknesses were not simply physical attacks. If the attack methods could be diversified, the efficiency and survival rate of fighting against monsters could be greatly improved.
"There are also equipment and props, such as clothes that can conceal your breath and a compass that can track strange things. There are also antidote potions and potions that can reverse failed awakenings." Mang Tao tilted her head, and her long pony tail swayed with it. "These things are very precious. What do you want to exchange for them?"
To be honest, he actually had everything he needed. Even money was cheap and could be redeemed in the system mall.
The young boy stared at him intently, his eyes full of expectation and trust, which made Si Cai's mind go blank again. He almost blurted out "You can take anything you like, even me". Fortunately, Nong Xiang beside him noticed that something was wrong with his mood, and pinched his thigh hard, and Si Cai regained his senses.
It's too dangerous. This young boy is really too dangerous. If he is not careful, he will fall into it and become the opponent's captive from body to mind. He is willing to sacrifice anything, including his own life.
Keep your head clear, he is here today to negotiate on behalf of the Chinese government.
"The currency of human transactions is money..." Si Cai didn't dare to look into the boy's eyes, fearing that his next sentence would be 'the key to the treasury is at your disposal'. He continued, "It is difficult to judge the value of secret books and strange items, but for therapeutic potions, we can give you this price. Do you think it is appropriate?" Si Cai said a number.
He was facing Mango, but his eyes were looking at the other person's collar.
After almost falling for it several times, Si Zai discovered a rule: don't make eye contact with the other person. As long as you avoid the line of sight, the boy's power to seduce people will be discounted. Although his subconscious affection for the boy cannot be eliminated, at least he won't be as crazy as if he were devoting everything to him.
Mang Tao looked at Si Zai without saying a word.
Kailett walked behind Si Cai and placed his skeletal hand on his shoulder. The dry bones showed distinct joints. Kailett lowered his voice and said, "When talking to someone, it is polite to look them in the eye, sir."
Si Zai clenched his hands.
"Well!" Quan Li stood up and bowed to Kailett, speaking in a loud voice, "I'm very sorry! We came here with sincerity! We really want to establish a cooperative relationship. Whether it's secret manuals, potions, or props, they are all things we urgently need. Please allow us to apologize if we were rude! It's just because the little leader is so cute that Director Si was embarrassed to look at him directly!"
Si Zai: ...
He's embarrassed? Well, let's just leave it at that.
"Pfft, hahahaha——" Li Tu laughed, holding her stomach.
"I agree with this." The paper man poked Mang Tao's head again and again, "Our little leader is so cute~~"
The faceless boy nodded and said, "It's very small, a little shorter than Xiaocao and me."
Qin Xiaocao immediately retorted: "Nonsense, the leader is not short at all, right!"
"Yeah, very tall and mighty, haha." This was Shamon from the Invisible Son, who suddenly spoke up.
"Would you like to change it to milk, chief?" the curse priest leaned over and asked, still with a stern face, but his shoulders shook slightly, and it can be seen that he was not in a calm mood.
The crows in the window overhead cackle.
Mango: ...
These bastards!
*
capital of the united states.
Nelson was knocked off the table by the explosion downstairs, and his two monitors also fell to the ground, with the screens going black.
"What? What happened?" Nelson stood up in a panic and saw his two colleagues, one hiding under the table and the other running to the window looking outside.
"Oh my God..." whispered the colleague at the window.
Nelson rushed to the window and saw hundreds of people wearing cloaks standing downstairs.
This is an attack! Nelson quickly called his boss to report the situation and request reinforcements.
I glanced at the clock hanging on the wall and it was exactly one o'clock in the morning.
"On the first day of the new year, you've made such a big fuss." Nelson cursed, "Can't you just let people go to work quietly?"
"It's okay." The female colleague who was hiding under the table did not hear the second explosion. She crawled out and pretended to be calm. "We are an armed department. Someone will come to rescue us soon. There are also security personnel here."
Nelson continued to look out the window, and sure enough, he saw armed security personnel rushing out of the building. These people were not awakened, but they worked in official departments. Not only could they carry weapons, they also had the right to shoot at threats.
A team of security personnel in black uniforms stopped the black-robed men and pointed guns at them.
"Hey, I don't know who you are, but smart people should learn not to be our enemies. Put down your weapons and raise your hands!" the security captain shouted.
The black-robed man standing in the front raised his head and revealed his face. What surprised the security personnel was that the man standing in the front had a very young face. He looked like he was perhaps under 18 years old and should still be in high school.
But there were two long scars on the boy's forehead, which cut off his eyebrows diagonally, leaving only half of his right eyebrow.
"Hello." The boy said expressionlessly, raising his hand, "Goodbye."
In his hand was an old-fashioned revolver, a style that was popular a hundred years ago and can now only be collected as an antique. The security guards did not expect someone to point such an antique at them, and were stunned for a moment, but they reacted quickly.
When a weapon is pointed at you, no matter who is holding the weapon, you must shoot if you judge that you are in danger. This is the standard for personnel working in this field in the United States.
There was a burst of gunfire.
But the black-robed boy in front of him did not fall down, and none of the black-robed people behind him were hurt.
The bullets stopped in the air half a meter in front of the boy.
"Awakened!" a security guard shouted, "You are the Awakened!"
"This is not my ability." said the boy.
"It's me." A hoarse voice of a middle-aged woman standing behind the boy sounded, "If possible, I don't want to be an awakened person. If you were willing to help me when I asked you for help, at least my poor little daughter would not have died tragically." After saying that, she started coughing.
She took off her hat with her burn-scarred hands, revealing a face also covered with burn marks. One of her eyes was blind, and the other eye was glowing with a faint blue light. "I have no hatred against you, and I don't intend to kill you. So, please stay alive."
The middle-aged woman clasped her hands in front of her chest and said, "May the Lord Sekh have mercy on you."
The boy opened fire.
All the bullets were rebounded, and not only that, but they were also covered with a layer of ice, and the bullets penetrated the bodies of the security personnel, and a row of them fell down. It was obvious that several of them had stopped breathing.
"It seems that God Serke is not willing to protect you." The middle-aged woman looked at them and said lightly.
The security captain was still alive, but his arms and knees were pierced and he couldn't get up. The man endured the pain and looked up and asked, "What is your purpose..."
The middle-aged woman looked up at the sky and said, "To spread oracles for God, this is our only purpose."
"May the light of the god Seke shine." A group of people chanted in unison and stepped into the main entrance of the building.
*
Inside the temple of Jiuxia Mountain.
The joking finally stopped. Mang Tao had tears in her eyes and lowered her head to drink milk.
He is not short, it’s all because of this vest!
He didn't cry either, it was all because of this vest!
Although SSS is very powerful, with a natural talent for cunning and seducing people, and is very good at using cunning, her image and personality are really too soft.
"If the price is not suitable, we can discuss it again." Nong Xiangming said. He looked at Mang Tao carefully and suppressed the urge to pat his head and give him pocket money.
He obviously doesn't like children.
"The price is acceptable." Mang Tao sniffed. "Potions can be exchanged for money, but secrets and props cannot be exchanged for humans."
Si Zai suddenly raised his head and looked at Mang Tao, with a sense of vigilance in his heart, but this vigilance quickly disappeared under the other party's gaze.
"What do you want humans to do?" Si Zai chose his words carefully. "Even if they are death row prisoners, we cannot offer their lives as...food."
"I don't want to eat it." Mang Tao shook her head. "It's not tasty, and it's not incredibly nutritious."
"It's a servant." The Curse Priest spoke up. "We are very busy. This house needs someone to manage it and take care of the chores for us. Of course, if there is anything to be handed over to you, we can't let Bai Yixin run errands every time."
Bai Yixin snorted.
"But I hope you can choose people carefully." The curse priest said softly, "If the servants are not so diligent and responsible, and even play tricks..."
Tong licked her lips and said, "I'm not picky about food."
Si Zai suddenly felt that he had a greater responsibility.
Nong Xiangming asked, "Can I ask you one question? What is the purpose of you gathering together to establish the Light Organization?"
"Purpose? Nothing special." Mang Tao replied, "Take this world as our territory, exclude other annoying weirdos, and live happily? We like humans quite a bit, so don't be so wary of us."
Si Zai and Nong Xiangming couldn't believe the last sentence.
The young boy in front of me is weird. His so-called liking is just like a person liking a doll in his hand. He will carefully collect it and play with it from time to time. However, once he is no longer interested and has a new toy, he will just destroy the old one and let it end up in the trash can.
Without standing on an equal footing, this love is destined to be unequal.
However, Si Zai could only respond with a smile, but he couldn't raise the corners of his mouth.
On the contrary, Quan Li smiled very naturally and said loudly: "I like you, too."
Si Zai felt that it was the right decision to bring him along, and now in this situation he needed someone with a strong will to ease the atmosphere.
*
United States.
The gate buildings of the three cities' paranormal investigation departments collapsed. The words "Paranormal Intelligence Investigation and Security Protection Department" written in English on the gate had been erased, and a double ring was drawn on it, which is also the glowing symbol that is still floating in the air.
The number of awakened people in the Bureau of Occult is very small, compared to other countries, because more awakened people have joined the Cult of Seko and become a member of it silently. But the United States has never given up, and some crazy scientists have even proposed an experimental plan to make ordinary people become awakened.
It just hasn't started yet, and the current research is still on how to turn items into ghosts.
Most of the awakened members of the Weird Investigation Bureau have gathered in the capital, and therefore the battle at the headquarters in the capital is still going on fiercely.
A ball of fire moved rapidly through the streets and soon arrived in front of the headquarters building of the Weird Investigation Bureau. The fire went out with a puff. The fair-skinned, blond-haired boy smoothed his scattered hair and looked around.
Other awakened people from the Bureau also rushed over and looked at him: "Jack, long time no see."
"I haven't seen you since I came back from the training in China." Jack smiled at the man, then looked up at the building seriously, "Do you know anything about the invaders?"
"It's not clear yet, but the video footage retrieved from the roadside surveillance confirms that there are awakened people inside, and more than one." The man frowned, "It's very likely that most of them are awakened."
"How is this possible?" Jack said in disbelief.
"In the United States, nothing is impossible."
Jack shut up.
On the third floor, Nelson was crouching down, sneaking from the side of his desk toward the escape exit. Just now, the black-robed men had invaded here, and after hearing the sound of fighting approaching, his two colleagues took the opportunity to run away. Only he was left because he was far away from the escape door and could not evacuate immediately.
Nelson ran and cursed inwardly, crawling on the ground using all fours to avoid making any noise. Just as he was about to reach the escape door, a pair of small feet stopped in front of him, and the edge of the hanging black robe swayed behind the shoes.
The man swallowed, slowly raised his head, and met a pair of emerald green eyes.
"Do you want to escape?" the man in black robe squatted down and asked.
The face is also very childish, even a little androgynous, but the voice is a little rough, indicating that he is a teenager.
Nelson raised his hands and clasped them together: "I am a clerk here, I just want to leave here..."
"I won't kill you. The purpose of the Cult of Seker is not to kill. Although I hate you." The boy said, "You are cold, arrogant, and shameless. This is the Weird Bureau I understand, and this is the group of politicians I know."
"Do you believe in God?" the boy asked again.
Nelson immediately said, "Yes, I believe in God." Then he made the sign of the cross on his chest.
"God will bless you and me, right?"
The young man shook his head. "No, those are all false gods, things in people's imaginations, illusions that do not exist in the world. A piece of stone is carved into the shape of a human, and then it becomes a god. Then people keep worshipping it, hoping that it will save them. But how can a piece of stone that has been casually carved by people save mankind?"
"Only the god Seko will help us." The young man's eyes suddenly lit up. "We are under the command of the Seko Cult, and we are servants of the god Kairet. We believe in the gods devoutly and kneel down to worship them. The gods give us the power to become stronger and the ability to survive. Unlike those illusory false gods, the gods we worship are real and will respond to our sincere prayers. They are the greatest beings."
The young man leaned over and held out his hand to Nelson: "Instead of praying to a stone every day, you should offer your loyalty to the great God of Serko."
Nelson was silent, his mind in a mess.
Carret?
He was familiar with the name. As a civilian who organized intelligence, he had been investigating information about the Lamp Organization. Wasn't Carret the half-skeleton boy in the Lamp Organization?
The god Seko... is he the god mentioned by the priest in the lantern?
Speaking of which, ever since the priest mentioned the gods in the live broadcast, many netizens have proposed to believe in that strange god together. But many of them just said it casually, and even if there are a few who really want to believe, they are a minority and not worth paying attention to.
Not worth it...bullshit.
This team is big enough to attack the Oddity Bureau!
And there are so many awakened ones in the team.
What is the intelligence department for? Didn't they notice that a group of awakened people suddenly emerged in the country? Those intelligence officers... Oh, he is a member of the intelligence department.
The god Serko and his messenger Kairet.
Nelson thought of the young boy he saw in the live broadcast of Qiyi. The other party also mentioned that Qiyi was more "nutritious", so the god who used Qiyi for sacrifice was also the leader of the Lantern Organization - the boy with a high ponytail?
Just by seeing the young boy's figure and hearing his voice in the live broadcast room, I subconsciously want to get close to him, trust him, and dedicate everything to him. This trait is indeed very god-like.
Nelson did not want to believe in the Seker religion. Although he claimed to the boy that he believed in God, it was just to echo what he said. In fact, Nelson felt that the so-called God was just a spiritual sustenance, nothing more.
He didn't care whether to convert to God or not, and he had no fear of God. But when he thought that the god of the Seko Cult was the little boy with ponytail, Nelson suddenly had an idea: maybe such a god was worth his belief.
By becoming a young boy's believer, can we be closer to the other person spiritually?
Believe in Him, worship Him, love Him, and dedicate everything to Him, including your soul and life.
"Yes, I believe in the god Seker." Nelson held the boy's hand, "Please allow me to join the Seker cult! I know there is a secret passage at the bottom of this building that can lead to the state government building next door!"
The boy smiled: "Very good, you are a devout believer."
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