Ultraman in the world of grams

Chapter 9

Director Armitage led Wilson to his office.

The office is very clean and tidy, with only a wooden desk and a bookshelf on the wall behind it.It was densely packed with literature and books that Wilson could not understand.

What came to the face was a dusty smell of books and a faint smell of tobacco, which was not too unpleasant.

The decoration style was different from the principal's office he had seen before, and it obviously brought some special things, such as the murals on the wall that he could not understand, which had a unique and weird style.

Director Armitage specially locked the doors and windows after Wilson came in, with an extremely serious look on his face.

Wilson hesitated for a moment, and asked tentatively, "Mr. Armitage, who is this?"

"It's nothing, just make sure that the next thing goes smoothly." Curator Armitage said the terrible words calmly.

Wilson frowned slightly, staring at the serious senior scholar in front of him with puzzled and suspicious eyes.

At this moment his mind was filled with strange ideas from the 21st century.

Secret room murder?

Did he accidentally come into contact with the other side of the world and be wiped out by the mastermind behind the scenes?

Or was the curator trying to plot against him?
He was so poor that he only had a few decent clothes and some odds and ends, and there was nothing worth thinking about...

Besides, this is the first time I met Director Armitage...

Or is it that Director Armitage saw his potential and wanted to choose him as a magical girl?

It's a pity that I have become an Ultraman, otherwise it wouldn't be impossible...

Well, he actually wants a cute little rainbow pony more.

Wilson suppressed his messy thoughts, took a deep breath, and used his superb acting skills to present an image of an ordinary person who encountered an abnormal event: "I don't know, Mr. Armitage... What do you mean?"

"Wait a moment." Curator Armitage said apologetically, then took out a strange triangular-shaped incense cone from somewhere, and lit it.

The white smoke slowly flowed down from the bottom like a stream, spread along the desk to the ground, and then dissipated in the air.

At some point, there was a faint fragrance in the air.

It is not the smell of rose salon that is common in the West, but it is more mysterious and melodious than the oriental sandalwood.

Wilson remembered that before his college entrance examination, he had visited a local temple, and the pungent sandalwood scent inside was so strong that it was choking.

Although the taste here is very similar, there are still some differences. It seems that there is a little more sweet and greasy taste, which is slightly soothing and not strong.

Wilson's expression relaxed unconsciously.

"This is a gift from a friend of mine from China." Curator Armitage simply explained, "This incense has the effect of calming the mind and soul, and it is very effective for people haunted by nightmares. My Friends call it Requiem Incense."

Seeing Wilson gradually relaxed, the serious expression on Director Armitage's face eased a lot.

What he didn't say was that this fragrance had another effect.

It can stabilize the soul of the body itself and soothe the restless mind.However, once the soul and the body are not in harmony and are interfered by the outside world, then there will be intense rejection.

According to his Chinese friend, it was specially developed by their master to prevent some resentful ghosts from taking advantage of their emptiness and invading human beings.

Although the big black dog sheriff at the gate was very friendly to Wilson, and the logic of the other party's behavior was also clear and clear, it didn't look like he had fallen into madness.

But out of prudent considerations, Director Armitage decided to light the few requiem incense.

Caution is extremely important to them.

You can win them countless times, but as long as you lose once, it will never be recovered.

In fact, requiem incense is also flawed, long-term use will become addictive, once you stop, you will encounter extremely painful withdrawal reactions, and you will be crazy obsessed with the tranquility brought by requiem incense, everything in the outside world, even if it is The sound of other people's breathing will become the user's nightmare.

If it is only used in small amounts, it is not a big problem.

"Ah... China?" Wilson murmured unconsciously under the tranquilizing aroma, his tone was a bit inexplicable, but he soon realized it and immediately shifted the focus, "The name of Requiem Incense is quite good. of."

Wilson yawned lightly amidst the relaxing aroma.

As worthy of the name, he really wants to sleep now...

It's been a really bad day off.

But now is not the time to sleep, he must pull himself together.

He still doesn't know what he just went through.

I don't know that if I show any abnormality in the requiem incense, then it is likely to be an old mark on his face.

Director Armitage is so perceptive, even if what he said is true, he perfectly performed Professor Wilson's mentality.But acting is acting after all.

He couldn't understand that feeling without having lived through Wilson's past.

It was also thanks to him not taking away Wilson's body.

He simply shared his life with Wilson, making it his human body.From now on, they have only one life, and he is now Professor Wilson.

"It's amazing, isn't it?" Curator Armitage's expression softened, and he looked at Professor Wilson in front of him with a smile, "The power from the mysterious East."

"You should know better than me, don't you? You are a professor of ancient Chinese history."

Hearing Director Armitage's words, Wilson froze for a moment, maintained his calm expression, and said calmly: "Well, Chinese culture is extensive and profound, and what I understand is only superficial."

As a native flower grower, Nan Ke is not even familiar with traditional Chinese culture, let alone a foreigner.

Wilson didn't want to expand on the subject.

He was afraid that he would get more excited by talking about topics he was familiar with, and then accidentally pass through.

"You seem to be very familiar with these things..." Wilson stared at Director Armitage, "About that statue...and my nightmare...what on earth do you know?"

Wilson didn't go around in circles and got straight to the point.

"I haven't experienced it myself." Curator Armitage sighed, "But you are right, I understand what you said. It is a horror that does not belong to this world."

"We humans have always been watching the world with narrow eyes, and everything beyond our cognition will drive us crazy. But to some extent, it is protection."

"Once we have crossed the invisible barrier and witnessed the real world, we will find that our human world is but a leaf in the storm."

"What you see is an existence that exceeds the limit of human endurance."

(End of this chapter)