The prisoner and the sea

Chapter 91 The Relic 'Thursday'

Nobody's apartment, luxurious carriages, and the tasteful oil paintings on the second floor full of ancient cultural relics have become the living room of the base camp of the spy team.

It has been remodeled.

A large number of incantations are arranged in the manner of oil paintings.

The sparks are potted plants filled with fragrant shrubs made by the potion master, and a plant called cat's tail flower arranged by the rabbit mantle is used as an early warning device.

The potted plant of the exotic scented shrub, when approached by people who have not been taken body samples by the sparks and planted in this plant, this plant will release a cloud with a strong hypnotic effect, even an elephant can be knocked down at once—although Sparkle doesn't know what elephant Gwen was talking about, but he did say the line 'Earth Dragon Sleeps Anywhere'.

Cat's tail flower is a plant similar to a thick and hairy cat's tail. Usually, it will crawl back to the flowerbed and sleep soundly, but it will crawl out at night, and crawl according to the source force released by the mantle. Going up, as long as you get close, the cat tail flower will make a piercing meow like a cat whose tail has been stepped on.

With these two precautions, plus Curseblade got two armored squirrels and two three-in-one cat lamp nests from somewhere, this kind of defense is foolproof.

Armored squirrels can call the police.

The three-in-one cat nest is to raise three cats, and the two three-in-one cat nests respectively raise two cat lamps with different biological clocks, "crazy cat during the day" and "crazy cat at night". This kind of energetic cat lamp will play games crazily , and will always pay attention to the door, although it will consume a lot of cola and food, but Curse Blade thinks it is worth it...

Red Dog thought it was not worth it at first, but when he saw the dark cat rubbing the cat lamp with bright eyes, he choked on the "not worth it" blurted out, and looked at the dark cat with loving eyes.And the rabbit cat is biting his sleeve and staring at the red dog's back...

With these precautions.

The base of the Secret Detective Curseblade team is absolutely foolproof, and there is also a desk in the middle.Originally, the driver of the Wuyuanren's apartment didn't agree, but after Curseblade brought out more military products, he dog-leggedly asked, "Do you want custom-made furniture?"

The round desk is made together with the bookshelf. It has four functions, and there is also a partition made of bookshelf in the middle, which is quite exquisite.

Gwen used one of them today.

Open the unfinished book here, use Yuanli to add more than a dozen pages, and then record the strange talk data I collected.

The previous owners of this unfinished book did not study the ghost story very deeply.

This may be a disadvantage.

So Gwen decided to make it up himself and store it as a copy of the report he gave to Curseblade... He wanted to, not because Curseblade asked 'you have to write a report'... well, there is Curseblade too The reason, but only a little, not much Ow!

Biting the tip of the pen, Gwen puffed up her face and closed her eyes for a while.

into the spiritual world.

…………

In the spiritual world, it is dawn.

The Cat Lanterns are playing the ancient witch card, and they seem to have organized a competition, the winner, the cat, can take the loser, the cat's tail... To be honest, Gwen thinks that the Cat Lantern should not be a 'feline creature', after all No feline has a tail that can grow back in a week or two.

The cat lanterns stored in my heart have all kinds of strange powers.

Gwen suspects that the cat lamp is a creature with different powers depending on the species.The phantom of his spell Rainy Night Butcher also exists in the group of cats in the form of a cat lamp, and is sleeping soundly, as if he does not want to move at dawn.This reminded Gwen of the three 'Crazy Night Cat Lanterns' raised by Cursed Blade, who ran around excitedly at night.

"call……"

Long Gewen is sleeping in the oil painting, her sleeping posture is like the kind of cat lamp that can float and sleep, floating with the current in the air, while sleeping soundly.

Gwen grabbed a cat lantern that had just lost, grabbed the back of the opponent's fat neck and lifted it up. (her tail was taken away)
"Meow?"

Mao Deng blinked, and Gwen made a throwing motion to aim at the oil painting, and Mao Deng made a sound of excitement, meowing 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 Gewen floating in the air into a < shape.

"Ooooooooooooooo!"

Long Gewen screamed, and fell to the ground together with the excited cat lamp...

"you you……"

Long Gewen grabbed his waist and barely got up.

Mao Deng, on the other hand, was like a child who knew he had 'caused trouble', ran out of the oil painting with a bang, and plunged into the lake without giving Long Gewen the slightest chance to 'remember her'.

A bully-level creature among seasoned critters.

Experienced, experienced.

"Don't sleep, it's time to help."

Gwen spread her hands.

Long Gewen had nothing to do with her, his face trembled, and he let out a long breath before he stabilized.She stared at Gwen with the eyes of an enemy, and suddenly stretched out her hand, stuck out the oil painting, and grabbed Gwen's face fiercely: "You bastard, report such a simple thing, you can write it yourself!"

"Well……"

Long Gewen's claws were soft and weak, and Gwen felt as if he had been rubbed twice.

After thinking for a while, I shook my head: "I don't want it."

If you are not good at paperwork and reports, you are not good at it.

Long Gewen can't help it either, if Gwen puts it on like this, then she can't help it either.

I can only sigh, mobilize my memory, frown and mutter:

"What's the situation, you went out this trip, how can you cut this weird talk with a lightsaber?"

"Be patient with the strange talk, change to a lethal spell, it's best to kill with a spell."

She was suddenly at a loss for words.

Gwen glanced at the innocent Gwen, and sighed faintly:
"If I didn't say it, anyway, you have [Princess with Fire in One Eye], even if you cut the opposite side into sausages, you can bring it back..."

"Go back, I've already written something, you can just start transcribing it from memory."

Gwen can divide her memory into two storage methods, one is open to the rest of 'Gwen', and the other is privately stored in her own memory bank.

Obviously, he shared all the details of the adventure, hoping that the brothers and sisters can savor his handsome sword skills frame by frame.

Look at your elegant offensive.

That superb swordsmanship...

Of course, Long Gewen didn't know how to appreciate these things, but instead she developed all sorts of curiosity about the principles of ghost stories.

This is really unacceptable.

…………

Gwen woke up and woke up from the spiritual world.

Gently stretched out his hand, lifted the cat lamp squatting in front of him and looked at him curiously, and threw it behind him.

Then I started to write like a god:

"Wild Thursday, a self-made body-style strange story, its original ability is to target creatures that 'don't eat fried chicken', 'have embezzled bullets' and 'have a negative impact on work efficiency', when they pass through the six fast-track areas When the time comes, ghosts in white suits 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 do not meet the conditions will also be attacked, but the injuries are not fatal."

"It's a very lethal ghost story."

"And has consistently exhibited the qualities of an 'attempt to kill innocents'."

"After devouring the Envoy of Origin Force, it seems to have adjusted its own hunting range and reduced its own ghost talk logic restriction entries."

"After evolution, 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 doubt it."

Isn't it doubtful?

Obviously possessing good agility and strength, but without any defense at all, he was cut into two halves by his own lightsaber, and followed the "princess with fire in one eye" to directly filter out the fragments of his strange talk, and It is detained by the side.

Looking at the strange talk fragments 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 circle.

The curse blade is teaching the gray tower and the dark cat how to carve the powerful and effective ghost talk spell circle.

Huita studied because he had to accumulate a lot of knowledge in order to keep his status as a teaching staff and continue to do well in the special investigation bureau of the authorities.The dark cat is very interested in itself, she is very interested in all types of rituals.

Gwen lowered his head, recalled what Long Gewen wrote from his memory, and continued to write:

"Although its special source power has not been revealed, according to the previous intelligence analysis, it is a kind of strengthening ability. It can strengthen its own leg strength in an instant, making it move at high speed. At the same time, it will strengthen the 'air' in fixed parts , so that the opponent will be stuck when retreating, which is a very insidious ability. At the same time, it has the characteristic of strengthening the effect of food, but it seems to be limited to fried chicken..."

It was really embarrassing for Long Gewen to write these things in such a short time.

But these can only be regarded as basic, for the report that Curseblade submitted to the authorities.

really core stuff...

Gwen rolled her eyes, pushed away the chair and stood up, turned around and walked towards Cursed Blade.

"How is the arrangement?"

Gwen asked.

"Very good, very good, your lucky value is really high..." Curse Blade stretched, and pointed to the temporary wooden plank on the ground, "The effect is very good, and it is anchored to a fairly close point, It will be done soon, huh? There are too many strange stories in the world, and they interact with each other. If you are unlucky, it may take five or six days for a response...the result will be there in two or three hours. Your luck is really worth it Very high."

Gwen tilted her head noncommittally.

The ceremonial plank on the ground was the invention of a Forcebringer among the Utopians.

The inspiration for this invention actually came from the crab foot diagram at the beginning.

...That's right, it's the crab leg map.

When they use certain rituals to sacrifice, there are always some surprises.

For example, the ritual magic circle made of blood is easy to blur the words and spells, and then it cannot function.Not to mention carving on the uneven rocky ground, or making on the wet floor, if one accidentally slips, the whole afternoon's hard work will be over (ceremonial circles are generally very complicated, so drawing Not only does it need to be professional, but it also takes a lot of time).

Thus, the ritual plank was invented.

We use 2x2, 3x3 standard square-sized wooden boards made of Wedrome trees, which are most suitable as ritual materials, and draw standard 'nodes' and 'ceremonial standard dotted lines' on them in advance, whether it is a crab leg diagram , or formal ritual spell source envoys, can use their own materials to cover this dotted line for proper ritual shaping...

It has to be said that this kind of commodity economy is just for these people to understand.

"Has the world of ghost stories been anchored?"

Gwen tilted her head, a little curious: "Although I am very happy to say that the result is so fast, is it reliable?"

"Hehehehe..." A slightly crazy smile appeared on the face of the curse blade, "...Don't worry, the ritual circle I personally arranged has some effects, and how should I put it, under the blessing of your luck, Even if an accident is possible, it is bound to be impossible..."

Huita said: "I have never entered the world of ghost stories. For the first time, is there anything I need to pay attention to?"

Curse Blade raised his eyes, thought for a moment, and smiled darkly: "There is really nothing to pay attention to, but are you sure you want to go in with me and Gwen? In that world, the hostility towards the living and human beings But it's obvious, let's put it this way, it's the same feeling as the Origin Force Envoy being thrown into the sea."

She said softly:
"Although the source force messenger can convert water into oxygen with source force, and can survive in the sea, but the uncomfortable feeling like a stick in the throat will always exist. Only me and Gwen can create 'around You are the envoys of the source force in the safe area, so you can live comfortably. So are you sure you want to follow?"

I am sure not to follow.

Huita is a person who listens to persuasion, and grabbed the arrogant dark cat, and persuaded him: "Although the squirrel, Cursed Blade, is a very disgusting guy, she usually doesn't persuade her easily. High difficulty is low difficulty." , the extremely high difficulty is called the medium difficulty, and the difficulty that is almost fatal will be reluctant to persuade me, 'You should not go?'."

Good guy.

As long as it has something to do with being a human being, Cursed Blade will not be so unhuman.

Dark Cat was also taken aback by Curse Blade's habit of speaking, blinked and puffed up his face: "How do you know?"

Huita took out a cigarette from his pocket, put it in his mouth, and looked like he couldn't bear to look back on the past.

Again.

Sister Dark Cat still stays with Sister Curseblade less. After a certain period of time, Sister Darkcat will be able to know what kind of person Curseblade is.

Hee hee.

…………

"The spell I used is one of the ancient witch's spells. According to our judgment, this is a spell effect that is closer to the origin of the world. After a long time of deciphering, we have grasped part of the information...Of course, It's more precious, so I won't tell you."

The curse blade pointed to the spell on the ground and said.

Gwen looked at the incantation on the ground, and silently read the neatly written Chinese:
【I really want to go home】

The four Chinese characters are arranged in the four corners of the east, west, north, south, and in the middle are two rows of incantations written in ancient Japanese witch incantations [want to cry, want to go home] [salary, not high enough].And the principle, Gwen also understood at once.

To put it simply, it is to use the ancient witch language that can transmit the ability generated by the four words [I really want to go home], and then add the "resentment" generated by these two rather funny Japanese sentences, so that the Utopian people only need to inject Source power, you can enter the space full of resentment.But are ancient witches all such comedians?

Gwen was a little skeptical.

The curse blade made the others stand back a bit: "Although in theory, if you don't stand on it, you will have nothing to do, but the matter of Yuanli, no one can say for sure. Even the former demigods sometimes implicate others,"

This makes sense.

[No one knows what Yuanli will become]

Gwen and Curseblade squatted above the spell circle. Curseblade raised his sleeves, pressed his palm lightly in the center, injected the strange talk fragments obtained from Gwen into it, and recited some spells softly.

After reading it.

The source of energy around him began to intensify.

The surrounding scene began to blur.

Gwen felt a weird sense of peeling, as if she was drunk, subconsciously insisting on 'I'm sober', and at the same time saying 'I'm sober', but in an instant, at a certain moment , Realizing that I'm already drunk, this wonderful feeling is constantly entangled and wrapped.

He can't stand it!
With a soft voice that even he couldn't believe, he said, "Do you want to go in like this?"

Curseblade seems to be in the same state.

But she raised her hand, sat down on the back, and covered her head with one hand: "That's it..."

Her voice was full of madness: "Go in this way, go in that way, how do the fish feel when they jump into the water and jump out of the water, why do they jump like this..."

She paused.

At first, she shook her head frantically, making a noise of 'gurg, gurgle, gurgling', and then covered her head with one hand, as if the sudden rage rushed up in an instant, she hoarsely roared: "Don't talk to me! Don't talk to me!" I said...don't say..."

It was the first time Gwen had seen such a curse blade.

It was like when he faced a tiger for the first time, looking at that beautiful big cat creature, it was not bloodthirsty but full of strength and wild instincts, what came out of his heart was fear?Excited?Or are you deeply fascinated?
……

Is this the nature of the curse blade?

Is this the instinct of the curse blade?

thought Gwen.

He had an urge to 'summon out a lightsaber', but even without mental simulation, he knew that even the slightest attack could instantly detonate the opponent's desire to attack.

If it is normal, it is fine, but now in this completely unconscious state, it is inevitable to take advantage of others, and it is not at all aboveboard, and it may cause unknowable consequences.

Gwen admits to being a little belligerent.

But being warlike doesn't mean you have to seize the opportunity to face-jump at any time. Face-jumping is an ability that requires skill.

The surrounding images began to completely collapse.

Gwen sensed a subtle connection.

But it's not his subtle connection with the magic circle, but his connection with the 'Way of the Ghost Story'.It seems that as long as he wants to do it, then he can enter the Dao of Ghost Story from the current state, and then come out of it.

"Could it be possible to record the strange stories 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 is lost, Gwen can only calculate the time by relying on his own breathing and heartbeat. The beating speed of the mechanical heart is different from that of the ordinary heart, and it is quite difficult to use as a reference.

But anyway, after a short period of time.

The source force around is constantly distorting, and there is a heavy sadness in the air, and the world seems to have added a filter, a 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 a stone bridge [-] meters above the ground connected to layers of complex city walls. Streets in the air reflect each other.Stunning towers are connected by heavy bridges.

If Utopia is the country of trains.

Then this is the land of bridges and steeples.

Three black moons in the dark sky cast an ominous light.There was a gloomy smell of dampness in the air.

--Whirring whirring.

Like a howling wind blowing.

"..."

rustling.

Curse Blade sat up from the ground, sweating profusely, with a weak but crazy smile on his face: "We have arrived in the world of strange stories."

Gwen glanced at her.

Not sure if this Squirrel Girl still has the memory of just now.

Probably because his expression was too obvious, Curse Blade smiled slightly when he stood up: "Knowledge is poisonous, and so is source power. Ordinary people swim in the ocean of source power, but they will drown... This kind of Poison can speed up people's understanding and experience, and in just ten seconds, it's like learning at high speed for an hour..."

"I kept my sanity. In this kind of ocean, I was like a solitary boat that was easily overturned. I grabbed the edge of the boat called reason and prayed that the crazy ocean would leave quickly, so that I It's easy to climb up. But it doesn't mean that when the boat capsizes, I don't remember things in the crazy wave..."

She tactfully but obviously said 'I still remember'.

Gwen had nothing to say, and nodded: "...well, it's a bit dark here, and the source force is very violent."

"Some people say that this is the original appearance of Yuanli. Let's be careful not to make too much noise..."

Whispering, Curseblade took out the fragments of Wild Thursday's strange talk from his pocket, snapped his fingers again, and a scarecrow crawled out from the ground.She stuffed the ghost story fragments into the scarecrow's chest...

The scarecrow, which was originally lifeless, stood up unsteadily, and started to walk forward rather unsteadily.

This trembling movement, like an old man's stepping, is actually not slow.

Curseblade trotted with long legs to catch up.

Gwen ran up.

Cursed Blade bowed his head and explained to him: "The surviving monsters will exist in a corner of this dystopia. After killing the monsters. Its core will be regenerated in this place. If you want to seal them, you must come in At the same time, in order to obtain various resources, the origin messengers with powerful origin power must also come in and explore."

Gwen nodded half-understanding: "Is that so..."

"I'm starting to doubt it now," Curseblade said.

"Doubt what?"

"I wonder if you are a mind flayer. Even as a sober person, your memory is too chaotic and forgetful. You don't know so many things that are common sense for ghost stories. It's really embarrassing. People have doubts."

After Curse Blade finished speaking, he said to himself: "But it's true that your power comes from the mind flayer, and the mind flayer and you... seem to be one body with two souls, which I have also observed. Wen, if you want to do something to me, now is a very good opportunity. We are in a strange talk 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, almost making Gwen think she was going to do something, when she suddenly asked in a somewhat crazy tone:
"Really?"

To be honest, now he has the urge to beat up Squirrel Girl instead.

"You are boring."

"can you."

Follow the scarecrow into the city and run up a long street.

Gwen asked while running: "Our time here is 1:1 with that outside?"

"Yes."

Gwen paused: "Then how long are we going to run here?"

"It depends on luck."

Curse Blade said irresponsibly: "It may be a few minutes, it may be a few hours, or even a day or two... To be honest, in a day or two, I have to go find something to eat with you. If you can't find it If it's time to eat... can I eat your thigh? It looks like it has meat, it's delicious."

"..."

"Okay, okay, I won't open any jokes with you, you are really boring, you will 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 was revived, it just killed a wave on the Old Countryman, and its reputation is flourishing, and it will be even more powerful when it comes back if one doesn’t pay attention.”

Gwen found that Guai Tan was a bit similar to the generals of Miles in the Three Kingdoms Group.

Just by defeating the opponent, the opponent may also run away to the wild, and then suddenly join the wild monster group one day, giving you a whole wave of big trouble.Fortunately, Wild Thursday is a 'limited Thursday event', otherwise, relying on the reputation accumulated recently, the opponent may enter the resurrection process as soon as he is slaughtered.

"Are you ready for the sealed item?"

Curseblade asked.

"Ready."

Gwen said.He took out a small pendant, which was a sealed item he had prepared for the other party.

Because this ghost story was basically done by Gwen alone, the ghost story relic was naturally handed over to Gwen for possession.

Whoever puts the most power belongs to whom.

This is the relatively simple way of dividing the spoils in Utopia.

Although Gwen doesn't care much about the ability of Wild Thursday, after all, the pool of [enhancement system] is too spoofed, even if some evolutionary ability is added, it is difficult to produce a strong ability.But this is also the first ghost talk relic I got (the silver-masked man is not counted, is the light stick that the illegitimate fan gave to the idol a relic?)

In the source messenger, it is natural that ordinary abilities will not be so strong, and it is more natural that rare abilities will not be so strong. Only some abilities that sound "very awesome" will change into Extremely capable.The former, such as Gwen's [Princess with Fire in One Eye] ability, is a typical rare ability, omnipotent, but also omnipotent.

According to Gwen's recent knowledge.

I made up the list of origin messengers.

He summed up a rule:
Maybe whoever said that heroes cannot be converted, but heroes are definitely not enhanced.

The conversion system is the standard 'Spell Barbarian' (Spell Barbarian) source force messenger, fireball water polo plus all kinds of messy elemental attacks, as well as the damage-absorbing shield, has always been a guarantee of strength.It can be said that although the conversion system is not top-notch compared to other ability systems that engage in effects, it can definitely produce some heroes.

Strengthening system, nothing to say, pass.

The energy department, Mages type, true mage type players, most of these abilities are omnipotent, and they are inexplicably weird and extremely easy to use.For example, it can be said to be an all-rounder who can meet the needs of life at a low cost (consume very little source power), the needs of survival in the wild, simple means of defense, etc.

Gwen blows the source energy system, definitely not because he himself is the source energy system, and it is definitely not because the mind flayer is also the source energy system, and Yutu is also the source energy system...

The fraud department is an ability department that Daddy frequently produces.

The demigods, the captains of the five giant cities, and the captains of all generations are basically big daddies who started from the fraud department.After all, this ability has reached a certain height, and after being able to deceive the 'rules', it has infinite possibilities, even the abilities of hypnosis and common sense change in various excellent books can be achieved.With such ability, why not call him Daddy?

The fantasy department comes out frequently at the mother level. As the saying goes, there is a father and a mother, and fraud is matched with the fantasy department. This is the combination of the world's most powerful envoy. Although he is also proficient in the five departments, in the final analysis, it is achieved by relying on these two departments World number one.The fantasy system can transform the user's source power into a real weapon, but the size and power cannot exceed the upper limit of the user's source power.

Users of the fantasy system can also create biological life, that is, fantasy creatures. At the same time, they can transform the [fact] of their existence into [fantasy], thereby incarnating into legendary creatures such as werewolves, vampires, etc.

When the fantasy system reaches a certain level, it can even create a new technological blueprint and system.

The last Doctrine department words.

Many origin messengers may not believe it when they say it.

As the rarest faction of source power, the Doctrine Department is the most tricky faction.

Basically, as long as the ability of the Doctrine Department has some human appearance, it is not impossible to have no human appearance at all.The abilities of the theory department that Gwen knows, such as an ability called [Theory of the Round Earth], its effect is actually [Give yourself the ability to gain power through sailing], which sounds good and grows infinitely, but what about it?

you have to go to sea...

You have to leave Utopia.

In the sea of ​​emptiness, which is a hopeless sea that does not know how many earths in size, you can increase your ability value... Even speaking, Gwen is a little bit hesitant about whether the planet under the sea of ​​emptiness is spherical. Sure.

As for tricky abilities such as [Space Theory] and [Diving Theory], don't mention it again.

Gwen suspects that the theory is related to the ancient witch, which is why she is so tricky.After all, there is actually [Hai O Theory] in it, and the way of cultivation, hey, is more terrifying than a million murderers.

After all, it was [呵, YoungMan! ], even among the envoys of Utopia who are insane in pursuit of power, there is no one who tries to break the law like this.

…………

Followed the scarecrow for a while.

Suddenly came to a gloomy but majestic brick road.

On the side of the brick road, on the fluorescent sign above a shop that looks like a coffee shop, there is a sign of fried chicken and a poster of a handsome white-haired and white-bearded grandfather.

"Hey, why does this feel like the type O guy likes..."

Curse Blade complained.

"..." Gwen only felt that the old man was a bit serious, but he didn't think so when watching Wild Thursday.

The two nodded in unison.

Curse Blade reached out and took out the scarecrow's ghost story core, and walked into this coffee shop.

Gwen followed closely behind.

The coffee shop has a smooth coffee-colored wooden floor and a food counter equipped with red and blue equipment. There is an electronic price list above the food counter.It seems to be... It seems to be a restaurant-like place.

The source of strange talk is all over here.

A certain whisper goes on and on:

"Thursday…"

"Come on Thursday?"

"Come on Thursday..."

"Escape from this reality..."

"It's obviously a joke..."

Something heavy weighed on one's heart, like a stone, as if something bad was rotting.That smell is uncomfortable.

Gwen didn't understand the strange story, so he looked at Cursed Blade.

"It seems to be a habit of some kind of common name. This weird talk was born out of a desire to escape from stress, from dirty social situations and office atmospheres. At some point, it was rumored that a white figure would appear on Thursday Treat people to delicious fried chicken, and a white figure will punish those who corrupt in the workplace and pass the loss on to their subordinates."

Curse Blade finished the cause and effect: "I think this is probably a storefront composed of cluster consciousness of 'escape'."

"Escape?"

Gwen glanced at this place, and felt that it was indeed a very relaxing scene.

"Come on, let's squeeze this weird talk and seal it up."

Curseblade took out the fragments of the strange talk 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.

A certain force is beginning to take shape.

"The core is starting to take shape." Cursed Blade said, "Throw in the sealed item you prepared... remember to fill it with your source power and make it your strange talk relic."

Gwen nodded.

Pick up the small pendant that was prepared in advance, inject source power, and throw it in.

The pendant suddenly disintegrated in the air.

"..."

Gwen looked to Curseblade.Curse Blade also looked at him with a surprised expression.

The two sides silently put on a fighting posture. If there is a strange talk, then they can only solve it.

After about five or six seconds.

A spherical object fell from the vortex of the source of strange talk.

Boom!
It hit the ground and bounced elastically twice.

"Meow!"

Is this a white...fluffy...cat lamp?
"...Huh?" Cursed Blade made an involuntary questioning voice.

"..." Gwen didn't know what sound to make.

After the cat lamp fell to the ground, it shook its fur, and after making a happy sound, it suddenly turned into a puddle of white 'cat liquid'.

Grumpy Grumpy Grumpy.

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 slowly stood up from the cat liquid.

"Crack!" She let out an extremely horrifying cry. She was wearing black eyeshadow, black lipstick, and black sequins under her left eye.

"Kids, big friends, does anyone want some fried chicken?"

"Are you Wild Thursday?" Cursed Blade showed a crazy smile similar to the other party.

"No, no, ha!" The petite woman smiled maliciously, "You can call me Miss White."

"White."

Gwen felt the source power of the other party, and stretched out his hand: "Are you a relic of my strange talk? Is there a connection between us between the relic and the master?"

"Crack! Hahahaha!" White laughed and leaned forward, then suddenly looked serious, tilted his head, and nodded lightly: "That's right, I'm still an object, but I'm infected by your source power... Roar, I feel the call of the mind flayer, I will reside in your spiritual landscape, if you need it, come and find me, ha!"

Her figure continuously melted into a white liquid.

In the end, she turned into a ball of white slime, and turned into cat liquid with a snap on the ground.The cat liquid quickly condensed into the pure white cat lamp again, and the cat lamp made another 'click' laugh, turned into a pure white walking stick and jumped into Gwen's hand.

At the same time, Gwen suddenly had instructions about the cane in his brain.

[Ghost Talk Relic: Thursday]

[Origin: Gray Kingdom - Ancient Witch Factory - Workshop V]

[Characteristics: When the left hand holds 'Thursday', it has the enhanced ability 'Fast Step', when the right hand holds 'Thursday', it has the enhanced ability 'Barton Sword and Staff', no matter when and where, as long as you hold 'Thursday', all can have the theory department ability 'Fried Chicken Theory'. 】

[Swift Step: Strengthen the concept of "step", which can burst out with amazing speed in an instant, and can also strengthen the step to firmness and firmness during the wild run, so it is silent; because of the ability of Wild Thursday, it represents the power of wildness]

[Barton Sword and Staff: Strengthen the skills of 'cane' and 'saber', you don't need to learn sword and staff, you can have rich experience in sword and staff; Thursday calls himself White, as a pseudonym for gentlemen and ladies, and also for gentlemen and ladies to defend Trick]

[Fried Chicken Theory: The ability to produce unique... fried chicken is divided into four levels, divided into 'outside burnt inside', 'outside burnt inside tender', 'crispy fried chicken' and 'golden law fried chicken', the other The highest-grade fried chicken can provide a considerable degree of physical recovery, and has the feature of 'don't tell you the calories', so you won't get fat after eating it]

... The ability of the cane... Gwen thinks that the ability of the left hand is a bit useful.As far as the ability of the right hand is concerned, it seems that I am a bit sorry for my status as a martial artist.And the ability of the theory department is worthy of the ability of the theory department, so tricky!

(End of this chapter)