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Chapter 388 Worm

"Roca, Stewart, what are you doing?"

Shala, who was forcibly pulled out of the exhibition, complained: "I want to appreciate that work more... You are blaspheming art!"

She was really angry, her face turned red, and her eyes glanced back unconsciously.

It seemed that the half-finished sculpture really had a great appeal to her.

'The first stage is addiction!'

Fang Xian looked at this scene and suddenly thought of a case of the investigator.

That was a real case that happened in other cities. Some ordinary items suddenly took on a magical charm.

In the beginning, people were just addicted to them and willing to pay high prices for them.

Gradually, the obsession deepened, turned into fanaticism, and became unwilling to let them out of sight for a moment.

He even hesitated to steal and kill for this purpose...

If the investigators hadn't acted quickly and destroyed those items, there's no telling what kind of trouble would have occurred.

According to the investigation report, no matter how the items were tested, they were ordinary items, including even a stone from a manure pit!

'If you continue to appreciate it for a while, you will quickly reach the second stage - obsession, then fanaticism, and you must get it at all costs...'

Fang Xian shook his head and said to his two friends: "I suddenly thought that I still have something to do, so let's separate first..."

"Loka, you..."

Stewart looked at his friend's back, unable to tell whether he was moved or angry.

Normally, he wouldn't want Luo Ka to be a light bulb.

But now, Xia La's temper is a bit fierce, and he can't stand alone.



'Hmm... The statue is confirmed to be a supernatural object. The impact varies from person to person, and Stewart is obviously better...'

Fang Xian quickly walked into an alley, making sure that there was no one behind or following him, and no one was following or monitoring him. A slightly crazy smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"It's okay now, but it's not okay to be too rational or too calm... Some things must be lost to a certain limit of rationality before you can see and hear more clearly..."

Thinking of this, he opened the secret compartment on his belt and took out a bottle of medicine inside.

Even as a trainee investigator, Fang Xian received most of the supplies an investigator should be equipped with.

Well, he didn't get a gun license yet, but he still got some psychotropic drugs in his hands early.

Among them, there are drugs that stabilize the mind and maintain sanity, as well as drugs that quickly stop bleeding and suppress pain.

There are even ‘banned drugs’ that actively cause sanity loss!

These are all equipped to deal with various emergencies.

In fact, even Fang Xian was very curious about the efficacy and ingredients of these small pills.

He guessed that although investigators rarely used supernatural powers, this drug was obviously not something that could be processed in an ordinary laboratory, and some unscientific ingredients must have been added to it.

Fang Xian was too lazy to take care of it. He only needed to know that these medicines were very effective and the side effects were not too severe, that was enough.

At this time, he poured out a white pill and swallowed it under his tongue.

Boom! Boom!

When the pills dissolved, he suddenly heard the sound of his own heart beating, roaring in his cochlea.

The world around him slowly began to rotate, and the patches of white, gray, blue and green colors became more vivid and bold, began to mix and blend...

Even without looking at the attribute column, Fang Xian knew that his sanity value must have dropped a lot.

At this point, I immediately began to recall that statue.

In this state, he was as if he was facing the strange statue. Even the worms that turned into hair and the subtle lines on their bodies could be seen very clearly.



"Ho ho... vomit..."

In the alley, Fang Xian kept breathing and suddenly pressed against the wall and began to vomit.

After the overwhelming and uncomfortable feeling, his thoughts calmed down, which let him know that the effectiveness of the drug had expired.

After all, it is a product exclusively for investigators. It must only temporarily lower your sanity and restore it immediately afterwards.

He stood up, tidied his clothes, and saw the pen and note paper in his hand.

On the note paper, there are also a few lines of short poems written in very sloppy writing:

"This is a hymn to the giant worm."

"The worms turn into hairs and whiskers and merge with you in the dream, making you hear the sigh of the night..."

"The crazy sea waves, the huge gasping, tore the worm's body apart, because when one worm died, a thousand worms came back to life!"

Fang Xian recited silently, and could feel the dark power contained in the short poem.

"Well, it is indeed different from the spell I obtained before...the power of life in the darkness...this feeling...is a bit strange..."

He recalled the three mantras he had 'composed'.

Among them, the 'Immortal Psalm' is considered to be his 'original poem', but it is mixed with other powers and its effect is unknown. It has been proven that it can release special spirits to attack enemies.

The 'bird with broken wings' needs to absorb pain in order to exert its strength, transform its spirit, and become sharp and aggressive.

But Fang Xian vaguely felt that the actual purpose of this mantra should be for summoning.

As for the final 'Hymn of Worms', the conditions and effects are unknown, but it is guessed that it is life-oriented, perhaps a healing spell?

'Actually, none of these dark spells are of good quality. If used for a long time, they will definitely change the user's mental state unconsciously and become a fanatical believer of some evil existence...'

'The reason I'm fine is because my personality is still there and I can still hold it down... No wonder other investigators don't recommend using spells unless necessary...'

He put away the note with the curse written on it, walked to the street, and found a public phone booth.

After stuffing a coin inside, Fang Xian dialed a number: "I'm trainee investigator Roca. I'm looking for Investigator Love."

At this time, he has obtained the secret of the worm, and the remaining supernatural cases will naturally be reported to investigators.

As for why not process it first and then create it?

After all, the danger level of these dark objects has not yet been confirmed, and Love may not agree with Rocca reading them, so it is better to get the benefits first.

"Roka, I'm Love, what can I do?"

From the opposite side, a steady voice came.

"I think... I seem to have encountered a supernatural case!"

Fang Xian quickly explained the sculpture exhibition.

"Damn it! Where are you? Wait for me, don't act without permission..."

Love cursed and hung up the phone in a hurry.

Not long after, an old-fashioned car sped up and stopped exactly at Fang Xian's feet. Love got out of the car with a curse: "You kid...how can you encounter this kind of thing while on vacation?"

"Actually, I also want to know..."

Fang Xian shrugged his shoulders.


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