"Sure enough, there is still too little [Bloody Honor]!"
Looking at the text prompt in front of him, Goethe sighed slightly in his heart.
The last [Bloody Honor] he used to learn [Shadow Snake Tail-Eating Technique].
There is nothing wrong with this, of course.
After all, he relied on the [Rattle Tail] of the [Shadow Snake Tail-Eating Technique] to interfere with the divination of the 'Flesh Church' and gained more time.
Even the 'Steinbeck Breathing Technique' in his hand was obtained because of this - although the owner of the Pine Nut Hotel explained that he discovered his 'true identity' because of paying attention to Silla.
But such a discovery was also based on the fact that he not only avoided the divination of the Flesh Church, but also continuously killed the opponent's "Prey Team".
Without such a foundation, the transaction just now would not have happened at all.
Therefore, the original choice was correct.
And now the sigh?
It was just a pity that Goethe was faced with a secret skill but could not learn it right away.
Such regret is not enough to make him change his plan to use [Bloody Honor]: If it is available, use it!
Different from the initial worries about hidden dangers, Goethe now knew exactly what situation he was facing.
He needs to show his strength!
Realize your strength as quickly and safely as possible!
As for possible hidden dangers?
Goethe had no recourse for the time being.
Maybe it will be solved naturally when the strength reaches a certain level.
It might break out at some point, maybe.
But, that is later.
What he wants now is: getting through the present.
He can't even get over the present, and what to talk about later, it's as if he doesn't know the source and once again puts the words in the name of Master Lu: after getting through the current difficulties, let's talk about poetry and the distant future.
After glancing at the 'Door of Flesh' standing in the center of Luster, Goethe made up his mind to enter the 'Secret Realm' again and seek more [bloody glory], and turned around and walked into the shadows aside.
Swart blinked.
Followed without hesitation.
The sergeant chose to trust his feelings.
Goethe may have a secret, but compared to the owner of the Pine Nut Hotel, he is definitely not a bottomless person.
and……
Now he has no choice at all!
The entire Luster has long been shrouded in invisible things, and if you rush towards it, you will be cut into minced meat.
Those ferocious members of the "Flesh and Blood Church" are watching with eager eyes. If he encounters any one of them, he will die.
Escape, can't escape.
Fight, can't beat.
The Sheriff certainly knew what he should do.
In a certain house in Songzi District.
"These guys from the Church of Flesh and Blood are really ruthless!"
"Even the children are not spared!"
Swart entered the room and saw two bodies, one large and one small, on the ground. The older one was the mother and the younger one was the child. They were about four or five years old. They were held in the arms of the mother. Then, an iron drill was
Punctured.
Both of them have long since lost their breath.
The woman's husband and the child's father had his head smashed, and he fell at the door with two bodyguards.
The iron drill was broken off the fence of the courtyard gate.
Swart pulled a sheet and covered the two corpses, one large and one small, took off his hat and mourned in silence.
"You stay here first."
"I need to take care of some personal matters."
Goethe said these words and walked out of the room.
This place has just been raided for the second time by the 'Flesh and Blood Church', so there is no danger for the time being.
Using the vision of [Raven Spirit], Goethe confirmed that there was no one around, then turned into a nearby house, and then raised his hand to touch the 'Mad King's Ring' on the index finger of his left hand.
The starry sky reappeared, and Goethe stared at the remaining two dim stars.
"Left? Or right?"
Goethe, who was thinking, took out the pendulum directly.
【Ending】!
The pendulum began to swing, but it was not the clockwise direction that represented affirmation or the counterclockwise direction that represented negation in Goethe's cognition, but an irregular beating, as if it was moved by an invisible hand.
Obviously, this choice has gone beyond the scope of [Shadow Snake Tail-Eating Technique].
Unable to determine.
Divination has also lost its effect.
Goethe finally chose to toss a coin.
For the avatar, choose the left side, and for the flower, choose the right side.
bite!
Jinke rolled in the air, and Goethe caught it steadily.
The avatar is facing up.
Choose left.
[Yes/No, consume 500 gold grams to enter the secret realm?]
…
"yes!"
After answering in the affirmative, Goethe's eyes flashed.
Crunch, crunch.
The ceiling fan swung laboriously, the air moved slowly, and the slight breeze was filled with heat.
The sun is even brighter outside the window.
Goethe felt dazzled at first glance.
Especially when cars pass by outside the window and the horns sound from time to time, it is even more disturbing.
Goethe walked over and looked outside.
car!
It's older in my memory, but newer than a classic car.
There are phone booths on the roadside, and people's clothes and hairstyles are also modern.
He turned to look into the room.
The floor is mainly brown, and several huge bookcases are placed against the wall. Except for the window, there are bookcases on all other walls.
Then, there is a huge desk with all kinds of notes on it.
A large whiteboard stands next to the desk, covered with photos and related annotations.
Other than that, it's just a chair and a camp bed.
The chair is with Goethe.
The camp bed is in the corner.
Goethe lowered his head and looked at himself, his shirt, trousers, and leather shoes, but they were all cheap goods, especially the leather shoes, which had wrinkles that could not be concealed. Then, he touched the pocket of his trousers that obviously contained something.
An extremely old-looking but sturdy mobile phone appeared in his hand.
Black and white screen, conspicuous nine-square button, and on the top of the phone, there is... a flashlight?!
Goethe pressed it, and the light was very bright.
Although it was quite different from the mobile phone in his hometown, the more familiar items still made Goethe feel happy. While playing with the mobile phone, he began to check his belongings.
The dagger, revolver, explosives, pendulum, lime, including the [Executioner] were all gone.
But [Ominous Cry] and [Shadow Snake Dagger] are there.
"Neither ordinary items nor extraordinary items produced in the 'Anchor World' can be brought into the 'Secret Realm'!"
After making the comparison, Goethe quickly came to a conclusion.
When a warm feeling came from the copper ring, rows of words began to appear in front of Goethe's eyes——
[Entering the ‘Secret Realm’, determining...]
[With the ‘secret key’, the judgment is passed! 】
[The original holder of the 'Secret Realm' has died and is being judged...]
[The original identity is determined to be dead!]
[The new holder will start over with a new identity!]
…
[Background: Your adoptive father Winchester disappeared half a year ago. According to the will you made long ago, you have inherited this 'Folklore Research Institute' before you have completed your studies...]
[Main mission: Become a recognized folklorist within three months (recognition degree 0%)]
[Acquire a temporary language and disappear automatically when leaving the instance]
[Clothing, appearance, and equipment are temporarily changed and will be restored automatically when leaving the secret realm]
(Note 1: When you complete the main mission, you will leave the ‘secret realm’ safely)
(Note 2: When you are unable to complete the main mission within three months, you will lose one-fifth of your flesh and blood before you can leave the ‘secret realm’)
…
"Folklore Research Institute?"
"Folklorist?"
"What is that?"
Goethe looked at such a name, and even though he didn't know the specific meaning, he unconsciously felt a sense of danger.
Buzz buzz.
The phone vibrated, it was a text message.
Goethe Winchester:
If you receive this message, please come to my office before 10 am tomorrow.
Regarding the fact that you only got an E in math, I hope we can talk about it in person.
Judy.
…
Looking at this text message, some related memories came to Goethe's mind.
Judy is his math teacher. She just came to Green High School this year. She is an energetic, enthusiastic, and beautiful new teacher.
And him?
Goethe Winchester is a freshman in grade 12.
Goethe was the name given to him when he was adopted.
Winchester was the surname given to her by her adoptive father.
His adoptive father was kind to him and gave him enough help.
From food, clothing, housing, transportation, to schooling, we gave him the maximum possible help.
And he also performed well, with excellent grades and excellent sports, until half a year ago, his adoptive father disappeared without warning and he inherited this 'Folklore Research Institute'.
In order to find his adoptive father and to maintain the 'Folklore Research Institute', he began to skip a lot of classes.
In the end, the results plummeted.
Sitting there, Goethe quickly sorted out this memory.
Then, he frowned.
"math!"
Goethe murmured softly.
In a strange world, it is natural to make yourself the same as before.
And although 'he' was forced to skip a lot of classes, he would not ignore the teacher.
When he thought of the trouble he might face tomorrow morning, Goethe's expression became more solemn than ever.
He guessed what he was going to face.
With that teacher Judy's enthusiasm, she will definitely give him extra lessons.
besides……
Make-up exam!
Especially the latter, he would be helpless.
Regardless of his occupation and experience in his hometown, or the knowledge he learned in the 'Anchor World' and 'Secret Realm', he was helpless with mathematics.
That’s right!
When people are in a hurry, they can do anything!
But, except math!
Mathematics is really like, if you can’t do it, you just can’t do it!
Unless the answer is C.
Otherwise, Mengdu Meng would be wrong.
"Maybe I should..."
Buzz buzz.
Just when Goethe was thinking about what to do, his phone vibrated again.
When I picked it up, it was an unfamiliar number.
Goethe didn't pay attention and directly opened the text message.
Between them it says——
Don't climb, don't compare, don't be afraid of getting angry; your parents are the people you love the most... Forward it to 13 friends or relatives, and you will get good luck in a week. If you delete it or don't post it, you will encounter bad luck, and your family will
It will also become unfortunate.
…
The first half was normal, but the second half made Goethe raise an eyebrow.
Of course Goethe would not forward it.
Not even deleted.
He picked up his phone and sent a reply to an unknown number——
Don't let me catch you! If I catch you once, I'll beat you once! I've already gained muscle!
…
After sending it out, Goethe no longer thought about difficult problems in mathematics.
He looked at the desk and blackboard.
Although I have some memories, they are not complete.
He still needs more information.
However, when Goethe saw clearly the notes on the desk and the photos posted on the whiteboard, his eyes narrowed.
