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Chapter 138

"Is this the nature of weird things?"

"It has the characteristics of immortality. It has no thoughts of its own and will only continue to collect spirituality and accumulate energy in order to open the door to the world and lead the real 'terror' to come?"

Fang Xian suddenly felt a sense of horror.

Even he couldn't handle the existence behind that door.

The other party, like his soul, is an idealistic existence, but is obviously more adaptable to the rules of this world.

Once it comes to the real world, you may really not be able to defeat it.

"Is this the biggest terror after something weird gets out of control?"

He murmured and looked at the black raincoat.

At this time, the figures on the road without a return had reached out and grabbed the corner of the raincoat.

The curse of no circuit breaks out!

"But...why should I fight hard?"

Fang Xian sneered in his heart: "As long as I take away the accumulated spirituality of the raincoat, it will not have the power to open this door and let you in! No matter what you are, whether you come from the underworld or hell... it will be the same!"

The power of his soul exploded violently, crushing the black raincoat.

The transparent figure disappeared without a trace in an instant, and the black raincoat exploded into powder.

Among them, a little bit of light converged to form a piece of black mud, with eyes on the surface.

"Collect it from me!"

Fang Xian took a roll of the power of the soul and put this trait into his notebook, and also controlled it.

In an instant, the rainwater in the loopless circuit disappeared.

The 'door' also disappeared.

The existence lingering behind the door has suddenly lost its way and cannot enter this world.

Its breath disappeared.

"Wow...it's so happy!"

A vast amount of spirituality was poured into Fang Xian's soul.

This is not only due to the black raincoat, but also due to the fact that this strange thing plundered other strange spiritual beings, which gave Fang Xian's soul the illusion of eating it all.

Suddenly, layers of bloodshot eyes appeared on the notebook. They spread quickly and occupied the cover of the notebook.

Immediately, the notebook flipped open, using the two pages as legs, and started moving on the table.

It came to the side of the suppressed hairpin, and a ferocious mouth appeared on the surface, with its fangs clearly visible. It swallowed the hairpin and slowly chewed it.

Next, there is the pipe and the water glass.

These weird things were shattered, their characteristics separated, and swallowed by the notebook.

After a long time, the room returned to silence, and a black notebook lay quietly on the table, motionless.

in black space.

"Well...including the raincoat, I gained a total of four traits this time!"

Fang Xian began to count the harvest and managed it one by one: "At the same time, it also gave me a certain amount of mobility, although it consumes a lot of spiritual energy..."

Manipulating the notebook requires consuming spiritual energy, so it can only be considered an emergency plan.

Regarding spirituality, Fang Xian is still very stingy because he doesn’t know when the next good harvest will be.

Therefore, at most critical moments, you should act like a notebook that is harmless to humans and animals and will not move.

"The last step...I need a body!"

Fang Xian thought silently.

In fact, the Yuan Shen itself has a certain ability to possess people. Coupled with the body-seizing magical power in "Dongxuan Secret Record", it is not difficult to seize a body.

The real difficulty lies in the need to consume spirituality, a massive amount of spirituality!

The use of the body-seizing magical power consumed more spiritual energy than divination, but it was lost in the sea. Counting this harvest, Fang Xian didn't even have enough savings.

Moreover, he suspected that once he was transferred into the body of an ordinary person, his soul would be exposed immediately without the cover of his strange characteristics. By then, becoming a mortal would be the best outcome.

Therefore, a special body is needed, a perfect extraordinary body with unique characteristics!

"Then... the experiment to create extraordinary people can be started."

Fang Xian just waited quietly, waiting for someone to come to his door.

After all, the strange rain has disappeared, and the secret agency will definitely send people to investigate the cause and recover the strange items.

Perhaps, the latter is the main purpose.



Fang Xian did not wait long.

At night, the moonlight shines through the windows into this building that is no longer in danger.

The sound of footsteps suddenly sounded in the corridor.

Room doors were opened and closed one after another... the sound got closer and closer, and finally it was Fang Xian's turn.

With a click, the door was opened, and a figure emerged.

His complexion is pale, his eyes are scarlet, and his facial features are handsome, like a vampire walking at night.

At this moment, a pair of scarlet eyes stared at Fang Xian, or rather... on the notebook.

"It's safe here. I found a strange thing... I thought the secret agency got there before me and recovered all the items. I'm lucky..."

The man with scarlet eyes chuckled, put on a layer of special gloves, took the black notebook in his hand, and opened the cover.

"The book of curses uses the target's blood to record the name and curses the opponent's death!"

"Blood spirit divination, light up ten marks, sacrifice with blood, and get the chance of divination!"

On the yellowed title page, Fang Xian took the initiative to write down his own function, so as not to be sealed as a useless weird thing, or to be sent for experiments.

Of course, he deleted the cheating ‘extraordinary foundation laying ceremony’.

"Is it true? If that's the case, this weird thing is amazing, but I don't know what the negative effects will be..."

The man's eyes lit up. The next moment, he took out a silver bottle without hesitation and dropped the liquid inside on the cover of the notebook: "But weird things also have a history of fooling people. It's safest to seal them first..."

Fang Xian: "..."

He could feel that this water drop should be a derivative of the Fountain of the Dead, and a cold breath penetrated into the dark space.

Under that breath, several characteristics moved slightly and became less active, but similarly, the characteristics of the loopless, black raincoat, and even the notebook did not fluctuate at all.

'Even if I want to forcefully activate those quiet qualities, there will be no problem... It seems that the status of my soul is a bit high, and the Fountain of the Dead cannot seal me...'

Fang Xian silently had an idea in his mind, and he had some plans to sneak into the secret agency headquarters.

If it can really be realized and put him together with other weird things, it will really be like a mouse falling into a rice vat.

Of course, with this thought in his mind, the notebook remained motionless and no writing appeared. The man put it away with satisfaction and began to check other locations in the building.

The result, of course, was nothing.

"Why did the strange rain suddenly disappear? Could it be that it voluntarily left this area and moved on its own? It took away a lot of strange things. Why did it leave this black notebook? It has something special.

Can’t be taken away? Same as that black iron badge?”

The man with scarlet eyes was talking to himself. He was obviously well-informed and even knew what had happened recently.

"But in today's operation, it is already worth it to get this notebook. With it, I have completed the last piece of the puzzle to establish the 'Mu Guang Society'! If the ability of this notebook is really the same as what is written above

...Of course, you have to find other people to experiment with at the beginning!”

He took out a map.

This map is somewhat ancient, the carrier is a piece of yellow parchment, and the lines on it are very simple.

The man's expression remained unchanged, and a drop of blood dripped from his finger, rendering it on a landmark.

Immediately, his figure disappeared.

In a certain building, his figure slowly emerged from the void as if teleporting.

In the notebook, Fang Xian watched all this silently: "This map is indeed a strange thing. Does it have the ability to teleport? No wonder he can reach it faster than the secret agency..."


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