The Wuyuanren apartment, the luxurious carriages, and the tasteful oil paintings on the second floor filled with ancient cultural relics have become the living room of the secret detective team's base camp.
This place has been transformed.
A large number of mantras are arranged in the style of oil paintings.
Sparks serve as potted shrubs filled with fragrant scents created by the potion master, and a plant called cattail flower arranged by the rabbit serves as an early warning device.
A fragrant shrub potted plant, when someone who has not been caught by Spark taking body samples and cultivating this plant comes close to it, this plant will release clouds with a strong hypnotic effect, even an elephant can be knocked down in one fell swoop - although
Sparks didn't know what elephant Gwen was talking about, but he did say "Earth dragons sleep wherever they want."
The cat's tail flower is a plant that is similar to a thick and hairy cat's tail. It usually crawls back into the flower bed and falls asleep. However, it crawls out at night and follows the power released by the rabbit cat.
Go up, and as soon as you get close, the cat's tail flower will make a shrill meow like a cat whose tail has been stepped on.
With these two defensive measures, plus the fact that Curse Blade got two armored squirrels and two three-in-one cat lantern nests from somewhere, this kind of defense is foolproof.
Armored squirrels can call the police.
The three-in-one cat nest is for raising three cats. The two three-in-one cat nests respectively house two cat lamps with different biological clocks, the 'daytime crazy cat' and the 'nighttime crazy cat'. This energetic cat lamp will play games crazily.
, and will always pay attention to the door. Although it will consume a lot of coke and food, Cursed Blade feels that it is worth it...
The red dog felt it was not worth it at first, but when he saw the dark cat rubbing the cat lamp with its eyes full of light, he choked out the word "not worth it" and looked at the dark cat with loving eyes. The rabbit bit him.
The sleeves stared at the red dog's back...
With these precautions in place.
The base of the secret investigation Curse Blade team is absolutely foolproof, and there is also a desk in the middle. Originally, the captain of the vehicle in Wurenren's apartment did not agree, but after Curse Blade took out more military equipment, he asked dog-leggedly what he wanted.
Don't customize the furniture'.
The round desk is made together with the bookshelf and has four functions. There is also a partition made of bookshelf in the middle, which is quite exquisite.
Gwen used one of these today.
I opened the unfinished book here, used my strength to add more than a dozen pages, and then recorded the ghost story data I collected.
The previous owners of this unfinished book did not conduct in-depth research on the strange tales.
This may be a disadvantage.
So Gwen decided to make up for it herself, and store it as a copy of the report she submitted to the Curse Blade... because he wanted to write it, not because the Curse Blade asked 'you have to write a report'... Well, there are also Curse Blades
The reason, but only a little bit, not much!
Biting the end of the pen, Gwen puffed up her face and closed her eyes for a moment.
Entered the spiritual world.
…………
In the spiritual world, it is dawn.
The cats and lanterns are playing the ancient witch card, and they seem to have organized a competition. The winning cat can take the loser's cat's tail... To be honest, Gwen thinks that the cat lanterns should not be 'feline creatures', after all.
No cat's tail can grow back in a week or two.
The cat lanterns stored in your heart possess all kinds of strange powers.
Gwen suspected that the cat lantern was a creature with different powers depending on its species. The phantom of the Rainy Night Butcher also existed in the group of cats in the form of a cat lantern, and was sleeping soundly. It seemed that
It was dawn and I didn't want to move around. This reminded Gwen of the three "night-crazy cat lanterns" raised by Curse Blade, who would run around excitedly at night.
"call……"
Long Gewen is sleeping in the oil painting. Her sleeping posture is like a cat lantern that can sleep in the air, floating with the current in the air while sleeping soundly.
Gwen grabbed a cat lantern that she had just lost and lifted it up by the fat back of her neck (her tail was taken away).
"Meow?"
The cat lantern blinked, and Gwen made a throwing motion and aimed it at the oil painting. The cat lantern suddenly made an excited sound and meowed non-stop.
"Hey!"
Fat Cat Missile!
The cat lantern turned sixty-six times in the air with astonishing power, entered the oil painting like a cannonball, and smashed the i-shaped Long Gwen floating in the air into a
"Ouch! Ouch!"
Long Gwen screamed and fell to the ground together with the cat lamp barking excitedly...
"you you……"
Long Gewen clutched his waist and reluctantly climbed up.
Mao Deng, on the other hand, was like a child who knew it was "in trouble". He ran out of the oil painting and dived into the lake with a clatter, giving Longge Wen no chance to "remember her" at all.
It is indeed a bully-level creature among experienced small animals.
Rich experience, rich experience.
"Stop sleeping, it's time to help."
Gwen spread her hands.
Long Gwen had nothing to do with her, her face trembled, and she took a long breath before she calmed down. She stared at Gwen with the eyes of an enemy, suddenly stretched out her hand, reached out the oil painting, and grabbed Gwen's neck hard.
Face: "You guy, you should write such a simple report yourself!"
"Well……"
Long Gwen's claws were soft and weak, and Gwen felt as if she had been rubbed twice.
After thinking for a moment, he shook his head: "I don't want it."
If you are not good at paperwork, reports, etc., then you are not good at it.
There was nothing Long Gwen could do. If Gwen acted like this, there was nothing she could do.
I could only sigh, recall my memory, frown and mutter:
"What's going on? You went out this time. How can you cut this weird story with a lightsaber?"
"Be patient when dealing with Kaitan, and use a killing spell. It's best to use a spell to kill."
She was suddenly speechless.
He glanced at Gwen, who had an innocent face, and sighed faintly:
"As I didn't say, you have the [Princess with One Eye of Fire] anyway. Even if you cut the other side into pieces, you can still bring it back..."
"Go back. I've already written a little bit. You can just start copying it from memory."
Gwen can divide her memories into two storage methods, one is open to other 'Gwens', and the other is kept privately in her own memory bank.
Obviously, he shared all the details of the adventure, hoping that the brothers and sisters could savor his beautiful sword skills frame by frame.
Look at your elegant offensive.
That excellent swordsmanship...
Of course, Longgewen didn't know how to appreciate these, but she became curious about the principles of strange stories.
This is really unacceptable.
…………
Gwen wakes up and wakes up from the spiritual world.
He gently stretched out his hand, lifted up the cat lantern that was squatting in front of him and looking at him curiously, and threw it behind him.
Then he started writing like a god:
"Wild Thursday, the self-created body type's strange story, its original ability is to target the creatures that 'don't eat fried chicken', 'have embezzled bullets' and 'have a negative impact on work efficiency', when they pass through six shortcut areas
At that time, a ghost in a white suit will randomly appear to attack, hit the back of the head with a cane and cause death; pedestrians who do not meet all the conditions, or who do not meet the conditions will also be attacked, but the injuries will not be fatal."
"It's a very destructive strange story."
"And has always shown the trait of 'attempting to kill innocent people indiscriminately'."
"After devouring the Source Power Messenger, it seems to have adjusted its hunting range and reduced its own weird logic restrictions."
"After evolving, I have a body and a certain amount of wisdom..."
Gwen hesitated for a moment and added a line of description after ‘wisdom’: “But I really have doubts.”
Aren't you doubtful?
She obviously possesses good agility and strength, but she was completely unprepared when she was cut into two halves by her own lightsaber. The "Princess with One Eye of Fire" directly filtered out the fragments of her ghost stories, and
He was detained beside him.
Looking at the fragments of ghost stories flying around her, Gwen shook her head and lowered her head, regardless of the other people in the living room who were studying the spell ritual array.
Curse Blade is teaching Gray Tower and Dark Cat how to carve the powerful and effective Kaitan spell circle.
Huita studies because he needs to accumulate a lot of knowledge in order to maintain his identity as a teaching staff and continue to do well in the government's special investigation bureau. Dark Cat is very interested in all types of rituals.
I'm quite interested in all the stuff.
Gwen lowered his head, recalled what Long Gwen had written from his memory, and continued writing:
"Although its special source power has not been revealed, according to previous intelligence analysis, it is a strengthening ability. It can strengthen its own leg strength in an instant, allowing it to move at high speed. At the same time, it will strengthen the 'air' in fixed parts
, causing the opponent to be stuck when retreating, which is a very insidious ability. It also has the property of strengthening the effect of food, but it seems to be limited to fried chicken..."
It was really difficult for Long Gwen to write these things in such a short time.
However, these can only be regarded as basic reports for Curse Blade to submit to the authorities.
The real core stuff...
Gwen rolled his eyes, pushed away the chair and stood up, turned around and walked towards the curse blade.
"How is the arrangement going?"
Gwen asked.
"Very good, very good. Your luck value is indeed very high..." Cursed Blade stretched out and pointed at the temporary ritual board on the ground, "The effect is very good, and it is anchored to a fairly close point.
Can it be done quickly? There are too many worlds of ghost stories, and they interact with each other. If you are unlucky, it may take five or six days to respond... The results will be available in two or three hours, and your luck is indeed good.
It’s very high.”
Gwen tilted her head noncommittally.
The ceremonial plank on the ground was the invention of a Source Messenger among the Utopians.
The inspiration for this invention actually came from the crab leg diagram.
...that's right, it's a picture of crab legs.
When they use certain rituals to make sacrifices, they always find some surprises.
For example, a ritual circle made of blood can easily have its words and incantations blurred, and then become ineffective. Not to mention carving it on uneven rocky ground, or making it on a wet floor.
Just be careful and your efforts may end in an afternoon (ritual circles are generally very complex, so drawing them not only requires professionalism, but also requires a lot of time).
Therefore, the ceremonial plank was invented.
We use 2x2, 3x3 standard square wooden boards made of the Wedrom tree, which is most suitable for use as ritual materials, and draw standard 'nodes' and 'ritual standard dotted lines' on them in advance, whether it is a crab leg diagram
, or regular ritual spell source power users, they can use their respective materials to cover this dotted line and perform appropriate ritual shaping...
I have to say that this kind of commodity economy can only be understood by these people.
"Has the world of Kaitan been anchored?"
Gwen tilted her head, a little curious: "Although I am very happy to have the results so soon, but is it reliable?"
"Hehehehe..." A slightly crazy smile appeared on Curse Blade's face, "...don't worry, the ritual array I personally arranged has an effect, and what can I say, with your luck,
Even if an accident is possible, it is certainly impossible..."
Huita said: "I have never entered the world of ghost stories. This is my first time. Is there anything I need to pay attention to?"
Cursed Blade raised his eyes, thought for a moment, and smiled gloomily: "There is really nothing to pay attention to, but are you sure you want to follow me and Gwen in? In that world, there is hostility towards the living and humans.
But it’s obvious that, let’s put it this way, it’s the same feeling as the source of power being thrown into the sea.”
She said softly:
"Although the source of power can convert water into oxygen and can survive in the sea, the uncomfortable feeling like a lump in the throat will always exist. Only Gwen and I can create '
You are the source of power in the safe area, so you can survive more comfortably. So are you sure you want to follow?"
I'm sure I won't follow you.
Gray Tower is a person who listens to persuasion, and he grabbed the arrogant Dark Cat and persuaded him: "Although the squirrel Cursed Blade is a disgusting guy, she usually doesn't try to persuade her easily, and describes high difficulty as low difficulty.
, the extremely high difficulty was changed to the medium difficulty, and the difficulty was almost certain to lead to death, so he reluctantly persuaded me, 'You better not go?'."
Good guy.
As long as it has anything to do with being a human being, Cursed Blade will not be so inhumane.
Dark Cat was also startled by Curse Blade's speaking habits. He blinked and puffed up his face: "How do you know?"
Huita took out a cigarette from his pocket and held it in his mouth, looking like he couldn't bear to look back on the past.
Again.
The Dark Cat Sisters still spend less time with the Curse Blade Sisters. After a certain period of time, the Dark Cat Sisters will be able to know what kind of person Curse Blade is.
Cry.
…………
"The spell I used is one of the ancient witch spells. According to our judgment, this is a spell effect that is closer to the origin of the world. After a long period of deciphering, we have mastered part of the information... Of course,
This is more precious, so I won’t tell you.”
Curse Blade pointed at the curse on the ground and said.
Gwen looked at the incantation on the ground and silently read it in neat Chinese:
【I really want to go home】
Four Chinese characters are arranged in the four corners of the east, west, north and south. In the middle, there are two rows of incantations written in ancient Japanese witch incantations: "I want to cry, I want to go home" and "Salary, not high enough". And its principle, Gwen also suddenly understood.
Already.
To put it simply, the four words "I really want to go home" are used to generate the ancient witch language that can transmit the ability, and coupled with these two quite funny Japanese sentences to generate "resentment", so that the Utopians only need to inject...
With source power, you can enter a space full of resentment. But are all ancient witches such comedians?
Gwen was a little suspicious.
Cursed Blade asked the others to step back: "Although theoretically nothing will happen if you don't stand on top, but no one can say for sure about the source of power. Even the former demigods sometimes implicate others."
This makes sense.
【No one knows what Yuanli will become】
Gwen and Cursed Blade were squatting half-crouching above the spell formation. Cursed Blade lifted up his sleeves and gently pressed his palms on the center. He poured the fragments of ghost stories obtained from Gwen into it and recited some incantations softly.
After finishing reading.
The energy around him began to grow stronger.
The surrounding scenery began to blur.
Gwen felt a strange sense of detachment, as if she was drunk. She kept insisting 'I am sober' in her subconscious, and at the same time she would say 'I am sober', but in an instant, at a certain moment
, I realized that I was 'already drunk', and this wonderful feeling kept lingering around me.
He can't stand it anymore!
In a voice so soft that even he couldn't believe it, he said: "Are you going in like this?"
The Curse Blade seems to be in the same state.
But she raised her hand, sat down behind her, and covered her head with one hand: "That's it..."
Her voice was full of madness: "Just go in like this, just go in like that, how the fish feel when they jump into and out of the water, why they jump like this..."
She paused.
She began to shake her head crazily, making a "gurgling, gurgling, gurgling" noise, and then covered her head with one hand. In an instant, she was filled with rage. She muted her voice and growled: "Don't talk to me! Don't talk to me."
I said...don't say..."
This is the first time Gwen has seen such a cursed blade.
It was like when he faced a tiger for the first time. Looking at the beautiful big cat creature, which was not bloodthirsty but full of strength and wild instincts, what came out of his heart was fear? Excitement? Or perhaps
Deeply obsessed?
…
Is this the nature of the Curse Blade?
Is this the instinct of the Curse Blade?
Gwen thought.
He had the urge to 'summon a lightsaber', but even without mental simulation, he knew that even the slightest attack could detonate the opponent's desire to attack in an instant.
If it were normal times, forget it, but in this completely unconscious state, it is inevitable to take advantage of others' danger, and it is not aboveboard at all, and may even cause unknown consequences.
Gwen admits to being a little belligerent.
But being bellicose does not mean that you should always seize the opportunity to make faces. Face making is an ability that requires skill.
The surrounding scenes began to completely collapse.
Gwen felt a subtle connection.
But it's not his subtle connection with the magic circle, but his connection with the 'Way of Strange Stories'. It seems that as long as he wants to do it, he can enter the Way of Strange Stories from his current state, and then come out.
Valley
"Can it record the ghost stories that I traveled through..." Gwen thought, "It's really a convenient teleportation function."
Another ten seconds passed, no, twenty seconds?
In this space where the concept of time has been lost, Gwen can only calculate time by relying on her breathing and heartbeat. The beating speed of the mechanical heart is different from that of the ordinary heart, so it is difficult to use it as a reference.
But in short, after a short period of time.
The surrounding sources of energy were constantly distorting, and a heavy air of sadness suddenly surged into the air. It was as if a layer of filter had been added to the world, a layer of dark and gloomy filter.
The darkness in front of Gwen dissipated, and what appeared was a huge castle, an astonishingly huge city-level castle, with towering spiers and stone bridges hundreds of meters above the ground connecting layers of complex city walls.
Streets in the sky mirror each other. Stunning towers are connected by heavy bridges.
If utopia is a country of trains.
Then this is the land of bridges and spires.
The three black moons in the dark sky gave off an ominous light. There was a gloomy smell of moisture in the air.
--Whirring whirring.
It was like a low howling wind blowing by.
"..."
Swish, swish, swish.
Cursed Blade sat up from the ground, sweating profusely, with a weak but crazy smile on his face: "We have arrived in the world of ghost stories."
Gwen glanced at her.
Not sure if Squirrel Girl still has the memory from just now.
Probably because his expression was too obvious, Cursed Blade stood up and smiled: "Knowledge is poisonous, and source power is also poisonous. Ordinary people will drown if they swim in the ocean of source power... This kind of thing
Poison can speed up people's understanding and experience. In just ten seconds, it's like studying at high speed for an hour..."
"I have maintained my sanity, but in this kind of ocean, I am as easy to be capsized as a lonely boat. I grabbed the edge of the boat called sanity and prayed that the crazy ocean would leave quickly. In this way, I
Only then can I climb up. But this doesn’t mean that I don’t remember what happened during the crazy wave when the boat capsized..."
She tactfully but clearly said, "I still remember."
Gwen had nothing to say and nodded: "...Okay, it's a bit dark here, and the source of power is very violent."
"Some people say that this is the true appearance of Yuanli. Let's be careful not to make it too public..."
Cursed Blade muttered and took out the fragments of Wild Thursday's ghost stories from her pocket, and snapped her fingers again, and a scarecrow crawled out from the ground. She stuffed the fragments of ghost stories into the scarecrow's chest...
The originally lifeless scarecrow stood up unsteadily and began to walk forward quite unsteadily.
This trembling movement like an old man's steps is not slow at all.
Cursed Blade stretched out its long legs and trotted to catch up.
Gwen ran up.
Cursed Blade lowered his head and explained to him: "The legacy of Kaitan will exist in a corner of this dystopia. After killing Kaitan, its core will regenerate in this place. If you want to seal them, you must come in."
, and at the same time, source power envoys with powerful source power must also come in and explore in order to obtain various resources."
Gwen nodded in understanding: "Is that so..."
"I'm starting to doubt it now," Curseblade said.
"What do you suspect?"
"I wonder if you are a mind flayer. Even for a sane person, your memory is too confusing and too forgetful. You don't know so many things that are common knowledge to ghost stories. It's really disturbing.
People have doubts."
After Curse Blade finished speaking, he said to himself: "But it is true that your power comes from the Mind Flayer, and the Mind Flayer and you... seem to be one body and two souls, which I have also observed."
Wen, if you want to do something to me, now is a good opportunity. We are in a strange space where accidents often happen. Even Long Yan dare not guarantee that he can return safely every time.
"
Is it necessary?
Gwen shook her head: "I won't do anything to you."
Squirrel Girl turned her head with a serious expression. When Gwen almost thought she was going to do something, she suddenly asked in a slightly crazy tone:
"real?"
To be honest, now he had the urge to beat up Squirrel Girl.
"You're so boring."
"can you."
I followed the scarecrow into the city and ran up a long street.
Gwen asked while running: "The time here is 1:1 with the time outside?"
"That's right."
Gwen paused: "Then how long do we have to run here?"
"It depends on luck."
Cursed Blade said irresponsibly: "It could be a few minutes, it could be a few hours, or even a day or two... To be honest, if it takes a day or two, I will have to go find some food with you. If we can't find it,
If you want to eat...can I eat your thigh? It looks meaty and delicious."
"..."
"Okay, okay, I won't tell you any more perverse jokes. You are really boring. You just stare at people when you feel speechless... Anyway, no matter how long it takes, we have to find it before next Thursday and turn it into something."
It will become our strange relic. Otherwise, it would be bad if it comes back to life. It just killed a bunch of people on the Fellowship and its reputation is booming. If you don't pay attention and it comes back, it will be even more powerful."
Gwen found that Kaitan was somewhat similar to the generals from the Three Kingdoms group.
Just by defeating the opponent, the opponent may also run away and go to the wild, and then suddenly join the wild monster group one day, giving you a whole wave of big monsters. Fortunately, Wild Thursday is a 'Thursday only event', otherwise the opponent will rely on their recent accumulation.
Reputation, I'm afraid you can enter the resurrection process just after being killed.
"Are you ready for the sealed artifact?"
Curseblade asked.
"Ready."
Gwen said. He took out a small pendant, which was the sealed object he prepared for the other party.
Because this ghost story was basically done by Gwen alone, the ghost story relics were naturally left to Gwen to possess.
Whoever exerts the greatest strength belongs to whom.
This is Utopia’s relatively simple way of dividing the spoils.
Although Gwen doesn’t care much about Wild Thursday’s ability, after all, the [Enhancement System] pool is really ridiculous. Even if some evolutionary abilities are added, it will be difficult to come up with very strong abilities. But this is also the first time he has obtained it.
A ghostly relic (the silver-faced man does not count, does the light stick given to the idol by a bastard fan count as a relic?)
Among Source Force Messengers, it is natural that ordinary abilities will not be that strong, and it is even more natural that rare abilities will not be that strong. Only some abilities that sound "very awesome" will change into
Extremely powerful abilities. The former, for example, Gwen's [Princess with One Eye of Fire] ability, is a typical rare ability, capable of everything, but also unable to do anything.
Based on Gwen’s recent knowledge.
Updated the list of Source Envoys.
He summed up a rule:
Maybe who said that heroes cannot be transformation types, but heroes are definitely not enhancement types.
The transformation system is a standard 'magic barbarian' (magic barbarian type) source of power. Fireballs and water balls plus various messy elemental attacks, as well as damage-absorbing shields, have always been a guarantee of strength. It can be said that conversion
Although this system is not top-notch compared to other effect-producing ability systems, it can definitely produce some heroes.
There’s not much to say about the strengthening system, let’s pass it.
Source energy system, magician type, true mage type player, most of these abilities are omnipotent, inexplicably weird and extremely easy to use. For example, they can meet the needs of life at a low cost (consuming very little source energy),
It can be said to be an all-rounder for survival needs in the wild, simple defense methods, etc.
Gwen's use of the source energy system is definitely not because he himself is a source energy system, and it is definitely not because the Mind Flayer is also a source energy system, and Yutu is also a source energy system...
The deception system is an ability system that Big Dad appears frequently.
Demigod, the captain of the five Judu cars, and the captains of all generations are basically the eldest fathers who started out in the fraud department. After all, after this ability reaches a certain level, once you start to be able to deceive the 'rules', you will have unlimited possibilities, including all kinds of
The hypnosis in the excellent book and the ability to change common sense can be achieved. With such an ability, why is it not called Big Daddy?
The fantasy department has a lot of mother-level appearances. As the saying goes, there is a father and a mother, and deceit matches the fantasy department. This is the combination of the world's strongest source of power. Although they are also proficient in five departments, in the final analysis, they still rely on these two departments to achieve success.
No. 1 in the world. The fantasy system can transform the user's source power into some kind of realistic weapon, but the size and power cannot exceed the user's upper limit of source power.
Users of the fantasy system can also create biological life, that is, fantasy creatures, and they can also transform the [facts] of their own existence into [fantasies], thereby transforming into legendary creatures such as werewolves, vampires, etc.
When the fantasy system reaches a certain level, a completely new technological blueprint and system can even be created.
The last words of the doctrine department.
Many Yuanli messengers may not believe it.
As the rarest source of faction, the Doctrine faction is the most cunning faction.
Basically, as long as the ability of the doctrine department can be somewhat human-like, it is not as if it is not human-like at all. The abilities of the doctrine department that Gwen knows about, for example, the ability called [Spherical Earth Theory], its effect is actually [
Give yourself the ability to gain strength through sailing], which sounds great and allows unlimited growth, but what is the reality?
You have to go to sea...
We still have to leave Utopia.
Only by circling around the Sea of Illusion, a hopeless ocean with an area as large as the Earth, can you increase your ability value... Even speaking of whether the planet under the Sea of Illusion is spherical, Gwen is a little bit hesitant to do so.
Sure.
As for trickery abilities such as [Space Doctrine] and [Diving Doctrine], let’s not mention them again.
Gwen suspected that the doctrine system was related to the ancient witch, and that was why she was so prankish. After all, there was actually the "Hai O Doctrine" in it, and the method of cultivation in it was, hehe, more terrifying than a million murderers.
After all, he was a [Hey, young man!], and even among the Utopia Source Envoys who were crazy about pursuing power, there was no one who would try such a crime.
…………
I followed the scarecrow for a while.
Suddenly, we arrived at a dark but atmospheric brick road.
On one side of the brick road, there is a fluorescent sign above a shop that looks like a cafe. There is a fried chicken sign and a poster of a handsome old man with white hair and a white beard.
"Hey, why do I feel like this is the type that Mr. O likes..."
Curseblade complained.
"..." Gwen only felt that this old man was a bit serious. She had never felt this way when she watched Wild Thursday before.
They both nodded.
Cursed Blade reached out and took out the core of the scarecrow's ghost stories, and stepped into the cafe.
Gwen followed closely behind.
The cafe has smooth coffee-colored wooden flooring, a red and blue food counter, and an electronic price list above the food counter. It seems... it seems to be a restaurant-like place.
The source of ghost stories is everywhere here.
A certain whisper kept speaking:
"Thursday…"
"Coming Thursday?"
"Come on Thursday..."
"Escape from this reality..."
"It's obviously all a joke..."
Something heavy weighs on people's hearts, like a stone, like something bad is rotting. The smell makes people uncomfortable.
Gwen didn't understand this strange story, so he looked at the curse blade.
"It seems to be some kind of customary habit. This strange story was born out of a desire to escape stress, dirty social situations and office atmosphere. At some point, people said that a white figure would appear on Thursday.
Invite people to eat delicious fried chicken, and a white figure will punish those who commit corruption in the workplace and pass the losses on to their subordinates.”
After Curse Blade explained the cause and effect: "I think this is probably a store composed of the cluster consciousness of 'escape'."
"Escape?"
Gwen took a look at this place and felt that it was indeed a very relaxing scene.
"Come on, let's put this weird story together and seal it up."
The Cursed Blade took out the Kaidan fragments and threw them into the air.
A large amount of strange talk source power found it in the air at once, and quickly began to pour into it.
Some kind of power begins to take shape.
"The core is starting to take shape." Cursed Blade said, "Throw the sealed object you prepared in... Remember to fill it with your source power and throw it in, so that it becomes your strange relic."
Gwen nodded.
Picking up the small pendant prepared in advance, injecting source power and throwing it in.
The pendant suddenly disintegrated in the air.
"..."
Gwen looked at Curse Blade. Curse Blade also looked at him, with a slightly surprised expression.
The two sides silently assumed a fighting stance. If what happened was a strange story, then they would have to deal with it.
About five or six seconds passed.
A spherical object fell from the whirlpool of Kaitan Source Power.
Boom!
It hit the ground and bounced twice very elastically.
"Meow!"
This is a white...furry...cat light?
"...Huh?" Cursed Blade made an involuntary questioning voice.
"..." Gwen didn't know what sound to make.
After the cat lantern landed on the ground, it shook its fur and made a happy sound before suddenly turning into a pool of white 'cat liquid'.
Grrrrrrrrrrrr.
Such a sound came from the cat liquid.
Then, a petite woman wearing a white silk top hat, a white single-breasted coat, and a white suit with black vertical stripes underneath slowly stood up from the cat liquid.
"Click!" She made an extremely scary cry. She was wearing black eye shadow, black lipstick, and black sequins under her left eye.
"Kids, adults, does anyone want some fried chicken?"
"Are you Wild Thursday?" Curse Blade showed a crazy smile that was somewhat similar to the other party.
"No, no, no, ha!" The petite woman smiled maliciously, "You can call me, Miss White."
"White."
Gwen felt the source of the other party's power and stretched out her hand: "Are you my ghost story relic? Is there a connection between the relic and the owner between us?"
"Ka! Hahahaha!" White laughed back and forth, then his expression suddenly became serious, he tilted his head and nodded slightly: "Yes, I am still an object, but I am just infected by your source power... Roar,
I feel the call of the Mind Flayer, I will stay in your spiritual landscape, if necessary, come and find me, ha!"
Her body shape continued to melt into white liquid.
In the end, she turned into a ball of white slime, and turned into cat liquid with a splat on the ground. The cat liquid quickly condensed into the pure white cat light, and the cat light made another 'click'
With a laugh, it turned into a white cane and jumped into Gwen's hand.
At the same time, Gwen suddenly had instructions about the cane in her mind.
[Characteristics: When you hold 'Thursday' in your left hand, you have the enhanced ability 'Swift Step'. When you hold 'Thursday' in your right hand, you have the enhanced ability 'Barton Sword and Staff Technique'. No matter when and where, as long as you hold
On 'Thursday', everyone can have the doctrine ability 'Fried Chicken Doctrine'.】
[Swift pace: Strengthening the concept of 'pace', it can burst out at an astonishing speed in an instant, or it can strengthen the pace to be strong and solid during the rush, so it is silent; the ability of Wild Thursday represents the power of wildness]
[Barton Sword and Staff Skills: Strengthen the skills of 'cane' and 'sword'. There is no need to learn the sword staff, and you can have rich experience in sword and staff skills; Thursday calls himself White, as a pseudonym for a gentleman and a lady, and also for the self-defense of a gentleman and a lady.
Tricks]
[Fried Chicken Theory: The ability to make unique...fried chicken is divided into four levels, divided into 'cooked on the outside and raw on the inside', 'cooked on the outside and tender on the inside', 'crispy fried chicken' and 'golden law fried chicken'.
The highest-grade fried chicken can provide a considerable degree of physical recovery, and has the characteristic of 'not telling you the calories', so you will not gain weight after eating it]
...The ability of this cane... Gwen feels that the ability of the left hand is somewhat useful. The ability of the right hand seems a bit sorry for his status as a martial arts scholar. And the ability of the doctrine department is indeed the ability of the doctrine department, what a prank!
