Chapter 29 Chapter 46 Autumn Sorrow Part 2
The Qiu family's inherited supernatural power is the unique sealing technique.
There is no way to completely eliminate alien reactions, and the scarcity of sealing techniques means that most places have become hell on earth.
The Qiu family's sealing technique is the only known supernatural power that can completely limit the expansion of alien world reactions. All others can only delay the development of alien world reactions.
The most important thing is that this seal will be marked with a unique mark, which means that only the same person can strengthen and remove the same seal.
Therefore, the Qiu family is the only family among the five major families that is not involved in politics or business, but is supported and respected by all forces. Even though family members have committed heinous crimes, the family's power is still strong and has never declined.
The sealing of the church under the Lanster Supernatural Academy was naturally led by Qiu Yaoyue, while the other nine people provided assistance.
When Qiu Yaoyue saw her son's zombie form, the process of sealing her supernatural powers was severely halted.
"Qiu Ye!"
Qiu Yaoyue was a person who valued feelings and family affection, but when it came to her own biological son, her tone was filled with only hatred.
"Don't be so gnashing your teeth. The seal is not stable."
The golden shackles still clung to the man, and at least for now, the alien reaction itself plus his own strength were not enough to break the seal.
The reason why he appeared now was to hate Qiu Yaoyue.
Qiu Yaoyue didn't want Qian Che to see this family drama, so she ignored Qiu Ye's provocation.
"You go back and, together with Bailixi and the others, swear to stop the invasion of the Lightless Ones at all costs. Do you hear me? Qianche!"
At this moment, Qiu Yaoyue is no longer the kind elder, but the legendary principal of Lanster School of Supernatural Powers and the former head of the Qiu family.
She has responsibilities that she must take.
Qianzhe nodded. He had no feelings for his blood-related grandfather. At this moment, their only relationship was that of an enemy.
After Qian Che left, Qiu Yaoyue tightened the seal.
"Mom, our family is finally reunited, why are you so nervous?"
"Because I would rather cry in front of your memorial tablet than see your rotten, smelly face. It's such a waste of your father's and my beautiful genes."
Isn't it just a weird thing? Qiu Ye doesn't even look at who he has been influenced by.
The other nine people present couldn't help laughing out loud. No matter how strong Qiu Ye was, or how great the death threat he brought was, no one respected him.
As a treacherous and cunning traitor to humanity, his only destiny is to be transformed into a zombie without dignity and lose all reason.
Qiu Ye's expression was gloomy. He hated his mother's relaxed look the most, as if nothing could make her care about it.
But that gloomy expression only appeared for a moment. Qiu Ye had plenty of ways to hate the people who were once closest to her.
"Mother, who do you think I should sacrifice this time? I miss Ah Ya's screams so much—"
Qiu Yaoyue snorted coldly.
A Ya is Qiu Ye’s wife. When a man’s mind falls into another world, he and his wife are sacrificed.
He seemed to be enjoying his wife's screams very much and even licked his lips with his tongue, looking hideous.
"Why don't you give us a favor and sacrifice yourself? Then you can get the screams you want, and we can call it a day and go home. Everyone will be happy, right?"
Qiu Yaoyue knew very well what Qiu Ye wanted to do, but she would never let him succeed.
The man's expression twisted for a moment, and the blood-red, thick substance beneath his feet, like mud, began to bubble and surge like boiling water in a pot.
Someone was anxious, but it was definitely not Qiu Yaoyue.
"No one can save Lanster, including you, mother. I will watch with my own eyes as all of you fall into the other world with me."
For fifty years, he was in agony every year in the other world. If it weren't for his mother's damned seal, everything he gave to death would have come to pass as promised.
Qiu Yaoyue was frightened by the hateful look. Apart from the partial facial features that remained, was the person in front of her really her own child?
Damn alien world...
——
Pomo followed Puis with his head down and looked dejected, like a big dog drenched by rain.
He stared at his friend's heels as he walked. The person was walking in front, but his soul had gone somewhere.
Without even knowing when Puis stopped, Pomo's nose hit his friend's back hard.
"Sorry! Ez...?"
"Why are you here?"
Even though there were many doubts about past events, Puys still faced this person with the utmost vigilance and caution.
Pomo leaned over and looked forward, his reaction even more intense than Puis's.
"Why are you here! Ni Lan!"
The boy stood about fifteen meters away from them, a distance that was safe enough for them to hear clearly but also safe enough - but having been ambushed to death once, Puis would no longer underestimate him, and the field immediately switched to a defensive posture and wrapped around him and Pomo.
"I need Mr. Qianche's teaching certificate."
Faced with the two people's vigilance and even hostility, Ni Lan did not react. She still looked at them gently and stated her purpose directly.
"impossible."
"That's right, how can I give it to you!"
The two of them agreed and rejected Ni Lan's request.
"The people inside, as well as those in the school who have not yet evacuated, will die."
Ni Lan stated the most horrifying result as if it were a normal conversation, but because her tone was so calm, the two of them were unable to react for a moment.
So Ni Lan continued with the next sentence.
"Just as you predicted, Amo."
Both of them were shocked. Pomo gritted his teeth and clenched his fists, "How do you know my ability?"
Knowing his superpowers would be fine, it's not uncommon for smart people to guess it, but Ni Lan not only knew his superpowers, she also knew what he had "foreseen".
But Ni Lan didn't intend to say why. She just continued to look at the two of them with a smile and left the choice to them.
Bo Mo wanted to refuse. In his mind, as long as it was Ni Lan, there must be something fishy about what he did.
But the uneasiness of "foreseeing" entangled Pomo and made him unable to say no.
No one knows better than him what consequences the outbreak of alien reaction will cause.
"Tell us what you're going to do."
Puisi thought the same as Pomo, but there was no way he would give Qianzhe's teacher's certificate to him without any explanation.
The young man lowered his eyes, "Prevent the outbreak of alien reaction."
"Your ability is only recovery. What can you do to stop it?"
Puys would not accept ambiguous interpretations.
But obviously, Ni Lan couldn't explain what happened next.
Pomo looked at the people he considered his enemies, but he felt a sense of sadness for no reason.
Perceiving other people's emotions is Bo Mo's talent. He thinks it would not be excessive for Ni Lan to cry at this moment.
Why?
Pomo couldn't understand, or rather didn't want to understand. Reason told him to stay as far away from this person as possible, but...
There was no time for Pomo to think.
"The door at the back is already open. Just tell Teacher Qianche that I stole your teacher's cards."
The boy refused to explain, and Pomer saw the next second that Puys's ID was snatched away.
He wanted to react immediately, but by the time he acted, everything he saw had already happened.
Pomo had never seen anything like this happen. He looked at the boy walking inside and said, "Hey! Stop right there!!!"
Puis was even more confused. When he came to his senses, his hands were empty. Just like the time he was assassinated, the boy suddenly appeared behind him. Even the unfolding field could not explain what had happened.
What happened? Why?
[Sign of Gift] will tell you everything about the future at least five seconds later, but why does what will happen five seconds later become reality at this moment? !
Bo Mo couldn't figure it out, but subconsciously wanted to chase after him.
Puisi stopped him, "It's too dangerous!"
A drop of cold sweat slid down his forehead. Ni Lan's supernatural power was definitely not recovery!
Looking at Bomo's expression, one could tell that the [Sign of Gift] probably had no effect. If they tried to stop it, the worst outcome would be death.
How is this different from reacting to an alien world?
Pomer paused, but only for a few breaths.
Then he pulled Puis to follow.
"What are you going to do?!"
"He didn't forbid us to follow him, did he?"
Everyone knows the danger of an alien reaction outbreak. Going to the seal center at this time is seeking death.
Didn’t he himself say that everyone here would die?
As long as Ni Lan is not a fool, maybe he really has the ability to prevent the outbreak of alien reaction.
Puis also understood what Pomeranz meant.
"But we..."
"I know! We can't stop the alien reaction at all, but we can protect him, right?"
There are definitely more Lightless Ones in the Shadow Land than what they see. Although he hates Ni Lan, as long as Ni Lan can stop the alien reaction, he is willing to contribute.
“That’s all we can do!”
Pomo's emerald green eyes shone as firmly as diamonds. He clenched his fists and found the meaning of the moment.
Puis was stunned, and he was also moved by the determination.
"You're right, we can protect him."
Ni Lan didn't seem surprised that they followed him, and his smile seemed more sincere.
"Thank you."
Pomo was very awkward, "Oh, it's not for you."
Puis' eyelids twitched. He felt that Pomo would become very uneasy when facing Ni Lan's matter.
"Just tell us what you need us to do."
But Pomo is right. Apart from personal grudges, preventing the alien world from breaking out is for everyone on this land.
Arriving at the door through which they had left, Ni Lan swiped her teacher ID card and completed the authentication, but the door could not be opened.
"Teacher Qianche must have locked the door on purpose." Puis also pushed it and could clearly feel that there was something blocking it.
"It's too late."
"Too late for what?"
"There are still ten minutes until midnight. It's too late."
So the blond boy half-crouched and began to gather strength.
“Let me do it!”