Tong Mu has hated his boss who scolded him bloody all day long.
The day after he got the 'adventure', he slapped his fat boss in the face with a resignation letter and walked out of the office with his head held high.
Immediately, he took Fang Xian with him and began to frequent hospitals, funeral parlors and other places in Haig City.
The notebook can swallow the spirituality of the dead around it. I don’t know if it’s its own ability or some other reason.
But the results are very gratifying.
Thanks to Tong Mu's efforts, thirteen magatama marks on the notebook were lit up in less than half a month.
In a rental house.
The environment is small and closed, and the sound insulation effect is very poor.
Only the cheapest migrant workers will live in this kind of place.
Tong Mu looked solemn, lit candles, arranged the ceremony, and placed the notebook in the center.
"With great power comes great responsibility... There must be a reason why I obtained this book... I want to solve that matter!"
He murmured to himself and began to divine: "I encountered the root of things that night, I encountered the root of things that night..."
In the notebook, Fang Xian rolled his eyes: "Unexpectedly... I actually met a messenger of justice? Maybe... he just wants revenge?"
But no matter what, he has received ten times the spiritual power of others, so naturally he doesn't mind spending a fortune to do a divination for him.
During the blood spirit divination, a phantom appeared in front of Fang Xian's eyes.
It was an old apartment building. The picture kept zooming out. In a certain room, an old radio was making a strange sound.
"The level of this weird thing is not high. Even the root cause was easily divined by me..."
Fang Xian murmured to himself.
He discovered that his ability of divination was the best way to solve the root cause of the strangeness.
If we figure out the strange killing patterns and know where the source is, perhaps an ordinary person can easily solve and contain it!
After completing this matter, he saw that there was still a lot of "remainder" for divination, so he immediately started to work on other things.
"The plan to transform extraordinary people with their characteristics..."
"Use the conflict of different characteristics to create a true extraordinary person..."
“The plan works!”
"It's just that...it requires two or more traits and the right ratio, which is very demanding..."
Fang Xian gasped a little.
Facts have proved that ordinary people simply cannot bear the instinctive impact of a trait.
Unless two or more qualities are used to restrain each other and form a balance, it can be controlled by ordinary people.
Only by being weird can we overcome weirdness!
But there is also a big pitfall here. Just finding two characteristics will not necessarily form a perfect balance. That is simply impossible.
On the contrary, most characteristics cannot form a balance.
Just as scientists need tens of thousands of trials and errors to study a new material, Fang Xian also needs a lot of experiments to achieve this balance.
This is a paradox!
The previous experiment resulted in something as "weird" as Beikuo's. If we try a few more combinations and make mistakes, the world may be destroyed!
"So... I can only rely on divination! Although I will be interfered by some strange things when I want to see the truth of this world clearly, I am still very sure about such small things..."
Fang Xian began to use some of the characteristics he had on hand for divination.
Slowly, a conclusion emerged:
"Two traits are not enough, you must use three!"
He drew a triangle in the dark space, surrounded by many symbols, forming a very stable structure: "Only this kind of structure can build a relatively stable extraordinary foundation!"
"Well, I feel like I may have discovered a weird way to truly advance? The path of a transcendent in another world?"
Fang Xian looked at the triangle in front of him and placed several characteristics on it.
After several divination experiments, the results came out:
"The characteristics of my hand, the non-circuit, match well with the characteristics of the raincoat... As long as I divine another corner, I can form a stable... extraordinary substance?"
"But I have both uses. It would be too wasteful to give them to others. Let's use other low-level traits first..."
"They can't form a stable iron triangle... they can't even get two corners together..."
Fang Xian looked at the candles outside that were about to burn out, and quickly performed the last divination.
The next moment, he saw the previous apartment again and saw the old radio.
In addition, there is also a team of secret agencies that entered Haig City, including a certain team member with dark eyes and a round face and a slightly chubby face.
Finally, it was a trait in his hand, separated from a broken cup filled with blood...
"Success!"
Fang Xian's soul fluctuated.
…
At this time, the outside world.
Tong Mu, who had been waiting extremely anxiously, finally saw the dark red writing on the notebook:
"Sunset Apartment, Room 504, Radio."
"What does this mean? Could it be that this radio is the source of those things I encountered?"
Tong Mu slowly widened his eyes.
But in my heart, I still decided to go and see it.
…
Just when Tong Mu made up his mind.
In Haig City, the secret agency branch.
A young man with dark eyes and a round face knocked on the door of an office: "Captain, are you looking for me?"
"Um."
The captain inside was a middle-aged man in his thirties with blond hair and strong youth. Hearing this, he said: "Javi, as the third seat in the training camp, I am very optimistic about you. I hope you will not let me down... We
I’ve been under a lot of pressure lately!”
"Is it the destruction of the Wuguang Society headquarters?" Jia Wei asked thoughtfully.
"That's right... We suspected that Simon, the president of the Lightless Society, had done some dangerous experiment, which led to the total destruction of the entire Lightless Society... Before they happened, we didn't know that they actually built their headquarters right under our noses.
under……"
A trace of anger appeared on the middle-aged captain's face: "Don't they know what kind of disaster will happen if a strange collective outbreak occurs?"
"Fortunately, the Wuguang Society was destroyed this time, and there were not a lot of weird things out of control..." Jia Wei said softly.
"This is something I am going to investigate. Although the Wuguang Society is not as good as us, there are still many sword-wielding people. How can it be possible for so many weird things to disappear collectively after the death of high-level officials?"
The middle-aged captain said: "As for you...solve this matter first."
He handed over a document.
Jia Wei took it and opened it, and saw a photo of an old community.
"This strange incident, codenamed Strange Sound, happened to be restrained by the 'Silent One' in your hand... I will ask Linda and Dakun to assist you!"
In fact, this is due to the manpower shortage in this branch, otherwise the captain would have intended to follow him.
After all, dealing with strange things is very dangerous, and you will die if you are not careful.
For example, the second seat above Jia Wei, Ivy, died in the strange rain, which makes no sense at all.
Jia Wei's eyes moved, and the black glove on his right hand tightened.