Mystery: I can change things in books

Chapter 87 Follow-up
If there hadn't been an overflowing trash can downstairs, Chris would have broken at least a few bones.

The bright sun cast light from the sky. He squinted his eyes, quickly got up and ran forward along the wall.

The bathroom door was opened by a slender hand, and the wind blew the ends of her hair, revealing the raised corners of her mouth.

The door was closed silently, and nothing happened after that.

Chris ran far away without looking back. Passers-by cast doubtful glances at this young man wearing a cheap shirt. If he was wearing a police uniform, it would cause a lot of panic.

He ran towards a public carriage that was about to leave, boarded it the moment the door closed, then quickly ran to the back seat and looked at the way he came.

Nothing.A breeze blew up the garbage on the ground, and the leaves above me rustled.

"Hey, where are you going? Money for the ticket." The older woman stretched out her hand towards him with a sullen look on her face.

Chris was still in shock. In addition to the strongest reminder from Star Island just now, he also felt a kind of... coercion.

Yes, the feeling of coercion.Chris felt that if he had left a second later, he would be unable to resist turning around and kneeling on the ground.

He believed that Star Island could relieve the pressure that was about to come, but it would take time, and he might die as soon as it was lifted.

He didn't know if he had the ability to resurrect like Klein, and he didn't dare to take risks at the critical moment.

Chris looked at the white crystal copper chain swinging in his hand and took a deep breath to stop his hands from shaking.

He tried the pendulum method twice but failed - the road was uneven and the white crystal was dangling, so the pendulum method couldn't be used in the carriage.

Then try dream divination...

Chris thought about it and took out a pen and paper from his pocket. Since he couldn't simplify dream divination like Klein, he would have to use the full version.

He stuck the paper on the glass window, pressed it with his hand, and wrote divination sentences on it.He suddenly understood why there were blood stains on the letter paper: He (or she?) also did the same, pasting the letter paper on the wall and writing bloody words, and the blood on the paper slowly flowed down.

I don’t know why that person wrote that…

Chris exhaled, held the paper with the divination sentences written on it in his hand, and gathered his spiritual energy.

He has many questions, such as "the whereabouts of the 'Mole'" and "the whereabouts of the emerald necklace", but what he is currently divining is "the source of the pressure."

Chris is not worried that he will be discovered by the other party's anti-divination method. He has not died suddenly since he traveled through time, which is enough to show that the "eternal existence" at least has a hidden personality that surpasses the "old days".Otherwise, based on the knowledge in his head, Adam would have killed him eighteen hundred times, and even if he hadn't died, he would have been contaminated by the alien gods in the stars.But now he still feels that he is fine, his body is in great shape, and he eats deliciously.

The shaking of the carriage and the sound of horse hooves gradually merged into one. Chris fell into a dream, and a point of light lit up in the boundless darkness.

The light spot expanded, and a slender figure appeared in front of Chris. Even though she was wearing a robe, her hazy curves were still highlighted through the tulle.If Mrs. Sharon is charming and charming, then she is a holy and dignified saint. The dust flying in the air surrounds her and refuses to fall on her.

The woman's back was turned to him, but Chris felt she was smiling faintly.

The scene flashed for a moment and then disappeared. Chris had never seen her, but thinking about it, he knew that this person must be a member of the Witch Sect.

In the original work, the Witch Sect is also considered a powerful secret organization. It is one of the masterminds behind the "Backlund Great Smog". They also cooperate with the Loen royal family in an attempt to bring the original witch to the world.The fog filled up from the bottom, and Chris left the dreamland. By this time, the carriage had arrived at Hoy University.

"Hey, young man, you're here."

The ticket seller patted his shoulder affectionately. Chris didn't let her change when he got on the bus, which made her feel good.

Only then did he realize that the university campus had changed. Banners and colorful flags related to the graduation ceremony had been hung in many places. In less than two weeks, he would officially graduate.

Chris walked through the students with mixed emotions, accepting their curious glances.He hadn't walked on campus for a long time, either in the past or now.The members of the Heart of Machines would choose to leave through the back door in order to keep secrets. Although they were on campus, they were outside of campus life.

"What's there to miss about college life?" Catherine once comforted Anne, who just graduated last year. "College is just a springboard, a springboard between study and work."

But Chris didn't think so. He hadn't experienced college life yet, and he had just finished the college entrance examination before traveling to the mysterious world.He would lie in bed every night and think about the past. In another world, it should also be summer.

If possible, he would also like to go back among them, want to stroll through the tree-lined avenues of the campus without any worries, and experience the life that he has not yet begun.I want to be like these students who have a future in their hearts, find a job after graduation, and live an ordinary life with the people I love.

But he knew that he was destined to miss this kind of life.

What does Chanis say, "We are guardians, and we are also a group of poor people who are always fighting against danger and madness."

But how can the "Guardian" and "Poor Worm" have a peaceful life?Since you have chosen to protect, you must act as a hero and protect others from the bloody storm.

"Chris, are you back?"

His thoughts were interrupted by Bob greeting him as he pushed a cart with several brand new tables and chairs on it.

Chris nodded and walked past him toward the logistics department.

The lifeless logistics department looks very cold. Like the living room of the "Mole" apartment, there is no color here. The only color is the office of Anne and Catherine.

The relaxed and comfortable environment of the Heart of Machinery was completely broken after Fred was seriously injured. Even if he wakes up and recovers, it will be difficult to return to the previous state, just like a stone is thrown into the calm water, even if the water returns to calm , some things in the water will also be changed.

Lunch was very simple, but the restaurant didn't know that he and Bob were the only two people here, so it still sent seven lunches.

"Maybe only six copies are needed in the future, I don't know if that old guy can survive..."

Bob brought his lunch to Chris and sighed inadvertently.

Although he knew about extraordinary existence, he was not an extraordinary person, and the information about the actions of the Heart of Machinery would be kept secret from him. The news he got was that Fred was crushed by a carriage and was seriously injured and fell into a coma.

Chris was stunned for a moment, quickly finished his portion of food, then left the logistics department, got on the public carriage and drove towards the North District.

If there is nothing to do now, then get stronger as soon as possible, and digest the "Combat Scholar" potion as soon as possible.

　Hey, I had a cough and fever on the night of the 25th. I had a fever all day and was lying dead in bed on the 26th. I didn’t update it that day. I just discovered it. I’ll add a chapter.Everyone should take precautions.

　　I also wish you all a happy new year
　　
　
(End of this chapter)