The key is to get back one's calamity power and restore the sixth level of power!
Over the past few days, whenever he had free time, he had been silently thinking about his method of calamity, and discovered many flaws that he had not discovered before.
This is normal. After all, he is just an ordinary person. Even if he cheats, if he wants to create a great road from scratch, it will be full of thorns.
He even felt that even without the last incident in the mecha world, the hidden dangers of the alchemist's way would have erupted sooner or later!
Failure is not terrible because there is still a chance to try again.
After recognizing himself clearly, Fang Xian continued to deduce, and at this time he had two vague ideas.
'Although my strength is insufficient, the more ideas the better, I can try them one by one...'
Fang Xian pondered: "The first one is probably to study the 'Immortal Psalm', treat my calamity as a secret existence, worship it, believe in it... and then summon it! Summon it to this world!"
The rules of this world are very strange.
Ordinary people can summon evil gods to the mortal world, and they only exist in secret, so what does it matter?
"And the second one is to improve your cultivation... The sixth level of alchemist is the period of annihilation, and the tribulation power is silent... Then if you break through to the seventh level, it will be fine? But how can I make it possible for me to absorb the tribulation power when I can't practice it?
, what about breaking through the seventh level? This is an endless loop...and it's like this even at the sixth level. The road to the seventh level...haha...it's a huge problem to figure it out!"
"Besides, I'm still too weak! Too weak! I'm too weak to sense the power of the tribulation, and all the methods I think of are useless... So the first goal that needs to be solved is to improve my own strength?"
Fang Xian felt a little headache.
In this world, there is no complete and sophisticated upgrade system.
Even the classifications of elite investigators and legendary investigators are more based on their merits and achievements rather than their strength.
This is also normal.
Facing a terrifying existence like an evil god, strength is not important. Experience and decision-making ability, plus a little luck, are the keys to success!
Fang Xian thought for a long time, stood up, had a simple meal, washed up, and then fell on the bed and fell asleep.
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the next day.
He drove his own car to a distant supermarket, mailed the manuscript, and made some purchases along the way.
Next, Fang Xian lived a very regular life.
I write and compose poems every day, and occasionally go out.
For Fang Xian, this kind of peaceful life is really rare.
Time flies and half a month has passed.
With a sandwich in his mouth, he opened a letter he had just received.
"Stewart...he and Charla are getting engaged so soon..." Fang Xian swallowed the sandwich and murmured to himself.
The last time we met was at the exhibition of that crazy sculptor.
Although Fang Xian helped the two of them and prevented them from falling into a completely crazy situation, some "psychological treatment" was definitely indispensable afterwards.
Moreover, the relationship between the two last time seemed very ordinary, just ordinary friends.
Why are you getting engaged now and you sent yourself an invitation?
Fang Xian thought about it, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth: "Once or twice is a coincidence, but three times there must be something wrong..."
He thought of the first time he was attacked, at Stewart's party.
The second time was an exhibition invited by Shara.
And now, this somewhat hasty invitation is already the third time!
'If it were the same Roka, I would definitely not want to doubt my good friends so much... But I have no relationship with them, and the evidence points to them, so of course I have to doubt them!'
'If supernatural forces appear again at this engagement party, it will not be a suspicion, but a confirmation.'
Although he guessed it was a trap, Fang Xian was still prepared to give it a try.
Of course, you don't go alone.
"I'm an investigator...just call the branch for support."
"You don't even need an excuse, just express your doubts directly. If my guess is correct, the force hidden behind the scenes should be... the Falling Star Order?"
This sect likes to kidnap artists and other highly inspired people to gain enlightenment about the great existence.
Even though Luo Ka died in their hands, he also had a grudge against Fang Xian.
The last time Love grabbed his tail and swept it hard, he had already lurked deeper.
Now that the wounds have been licked, are you ready to go out and have some fun?
"This is really...pursuing the curse on me..."
Fang Xian sighed, but he also had some understanding.
The pagans in this world are not living well.
Needless to say, ordinary pagans are like rats on the street.
Even those large sects that have classics and inheritance may not be able to understand them themselves.
For example, the "Outlander Cult" mastered the "Secret Gu Manual", but it turned out that they couldn't understand it, and their summoning skills were not as good as those of immortals.
Because gods are difficult to understand, the classics written by ordinary people using the parts they understand are inherently full of fallacies.
But Fang Xian is different!
His essence determines that he can understand those hidden existences, and the content he expresses is also the most complete, systematic, and understandable. It is a huge treasure!
Although on the investigators' side, they were cautious and restrained and did not want to use the power of the spell too much.
But the pagans are different, they are a bunch of lunatics.
Even if you dare to try the messy teachings, it doesn't matter if your mind becomes crazy and your body becomes a monster.
He is not afraid of sacrificing life, flesh and blood, so he is naturally not afraid.
"In the final analysis, they just covet the poems I wrote!"
Fang Xian shook his head: "Just in time...to wipe out this Fallen Star Cult...can be regarded as revenge for Luo Ka."
Thinking of this, he changed his clothes and went out to visit Love.
At this time, Love had been transferred to the general ward, was in good spirits, and even said a few words to Fang Xian.
Afterwards, Fang Xian drove directly to the Secret Keeper's branch and found investigator Frank.
"You said... you suspected that your friend might be connected with the Fallen Star Cult. This is... a very serious accusation!"
In the office, Frank crossed his hands and folded them in front of him and asked in a deep voice.
Probably in his heart, he was already murmuring why Luo Ka would encounter something every time he took a vacation.
"I have no evidence, only speculation... But in this case, by the time we find definite evidence, it's too late... I can only say that various things happened too coincidental."
Fang Xian shrugged his shoulders.
"So... it may indeed be a trap, and it's worth giving it a try."
Frank nodded: "I understand. I will lead a team of people to wait outside the venue..."