I upgraded and added points in the Holy Inquisition

Chapter 263 262. Maybe it’s a rare monster?

"Sir, are you a transcendent? Are you from the Tribunal?"

A few minutes after walking out, the kid who led the way suddenly asked, seemingly recognizing Lloyd's gray uniform.

"Ah."

Lloyd responded, followed the child's footsteps, and inspired again, constantly observing the surrounding environment.

As the last ray of the setting sun set, this shanty town soon fell into darkness. With no street lights at all, only the weak candlelight leaking from the surrounding windows could provide some light, making the surrounding area The atmosphere became cold and strange.

Fortunately, Lloyd found a guide in advance, otherwise he would not be able to figure out the direction at all.

"Sir, will your Inquisition clean up our place? And the dungeon below?"

The child suddenly asked again.

Lloyd asked rhetorically:

"I don't know, this is not something I can decide, but since you are worried about this, why haven't you considered leaving?"

"Leave? I don't know where to go? I have lived here since I was a child, and I can still eat enough here every day. If I leave, I don't know what to do."

"Huh? Have you eaten enough?"

"Yes, Lame Dad will provide us with food, and if someone is very smart, he can go to a school outside, but no one wants to go, and we are afraid to leave here."

"Lame daddy?"

"Yes, we are all working under Lame Dad. He may not be the strongest boss here, but he is the most prestigious."

The two of them chatted for a while, and the child gave Lloyd a brief description of the current situation of this abandoned city.

Although this area is not very big, even if you include the underground city below, it cannot compare with the magnificent shining city, but there are dozens of various 'gangs' and 'brotherhoods' mixed in it. …

They all have their own spheres of influence and 'business', and they engage in various illegal or gray businesses.

And their main customers actually come from Xincheng District, not far from here...

But the new urban area is obviously a booming financial center, representing the ‘brilliance’ of the entire city...

Maybe it's the shadows in the sun?

Lloyd had neither the intention nor the ability to solve these social problems, so he just casually learned about them.

It's just a little surprising that the lame daddy the kid talks about is actually engaged in a relatively legal business, mainly providing cheap labor to factories and mines on the outskirts of the city, similar to the nature of labor dispatch.

Of course, his method of recruiting workers is somewhat intimidating and tempting, but it is much better than those outright evil forces. He can be regarded as one of the few "decent people" in this abandoned city.

"This is Lame Daddy's tavern. If you want to know about the haunting, sir, you can go in and ask. I will wait for you outside."

The child stopped in front of a tavern and suggested again.

The tavern looked quite simple, just surrounded by a few pieces of rusty iron sheets, exuding a strong smell of alcohol.

But it is also one of the few lively places in this area, full of hustle and bustle, as well as 'luxury goods' such as electric lights and record players.

Lloyd thought for two seconds and asked:

"How far is it from where I want to go?"

"A few hundred meters further south on this road from here is where the ghost was first seen."

The child pointed to a side road.

"Then wait for me outside for a while."

"Okay, sir."

Lloyd walked into the bar.

As soon as he opened the door, all the drinkers inside suddenly turned their heads and saw his gray uniform. The bustle and bustle immediately fell silent, and everyone looked nervous, as if they were facing a formidable enemy. stared at him.

Some people even secretly reached under the table and around their waists, grabbing the hilts and hilts of swords hidden there.

It wasn't until a bartender sitting at the middle bar spoke up that the moment of silence was broken:

"Members of the Tribunal? How did you find this place?"

Before Lloyd could speak, the child responsible for leading the way poked his head out from the side and explained:

"Dad, I brought this gentleman here. He was looking for the ghost from a few days ago and wanted to get some information."

"Oh? Got it."

After hearing this, the bartender waved his hand, and the atmosphere in the room immediately relaxed. The drinkers began to drink and chat among themselves again, and soon returned to the noisy atmosphere before, as if nothing happened.

Lloyd walked to the bar and asked:

"Are you the 'lame daddy' he mentioned?"

As he said that, he looked at the other person carefully. He looked like a foreman in his fifties, with a quite easy-going face, and he seemed to be the kind of person who is easy to talk to.

I [explored] the attributes again, and found that for ordinary people, the threat line was blank, probably indicating that there was no threat.

"Yes, they all call me that. Although my legs are not lame, I just have a bit of rheumatism... Then what should I call you? Gray Inquisitor?" "Whatever you want..."

Lloyd didn't care about this and continued to ask:

"Tell me about the haunting? I heard how many lives have been lost?"

"It's true. We have been disturbed by it these days, and my business has been bad. I tried to find extraordinary people from outside to deal with it, but the price was too high... What about you? You have to charge again. How many?"

"I can help for free as long as you give me more information about that thing."

"Oh? It seems that I met a good person? Okay then..."

The bartender smiled, waved to the next door table, and called two people over.

"Tell this gray judge what you saw before."

The bartender's attitude was unexpectedly serious. He called a dozen witnesses one after another and described the ghost's condition to Lloyd one by one.

According to these people, the time when this thing appeared was only between 4 and 5 in the morning, when normal people were sleeping soundly.

But for people living nearby, this time is exactly the time when they should go out to work to earn a living, and it is also the time when drunkards wake up and go home.

That's why many people witnessed the thing and spread the news so that Everol could collect it.

The location where it appeared was in the direction pointed by the child leading the way. It seemed to be just running around without any clear purpose, as if it was looking for someone or something, but it would not actively attack humans.

But its actions will not deliberately avoid humans, but will float around in an extremely domineering manner. Once it gets close to a certain distance, people will go crazy for no reason, and then try every means to commit suicide.

This is very consistent with the symptoms of mental pollution, and the biggest threat of the strange derivative is its elusive characteristics and the difficult-to-prevent mental pollution. It is a powerful source of pollution that may hit people's faces at any time.

For these ordinary people who are not very rational, it is even more deadly. As soon as they get close, they can fall into madness in just a few seconds. They don’t even know what is happening, but it is quite terrifying. Traditional ghosts with physical attacks are too powerful.

Over the past few days, more than ten people have been killed...

After hearing these descriptions, Lloyd was basically sure that this was the weird derivative he was looking for.

But there were two details that concerned him more -

In the descriptions of these witnesses in the tavern, this ghost does not have a clear and unified image?

Some people say it is a piece of flying cloth; some say it is a woman wearing white pajamas whose face cannot be seen clearly; some say it is a big white bird; others say it is a white balloon.

In addition to the unification of colors, there are completely different opinions on the image.

This is quite different from the weird derivatives described in textbooks...

In addition, it is quite strange that this thing can be seen directly with the naked eyes by ordinary people without spiritual vision.

The great thing about weird derivatives is that they have no entity and require inspiration and spiritual vision to observe. However, doing so can easily lead to more serious mental pollution, which is why many people find it difficult.

Something like this that can be directly seen by the naked eye is a rather special type. Is it probably a rare monster?

So Lloyd asked again:

"I remember that there are extraordinary beings in the underground city around here, right? Have you never looked for these people?"

The bartender nodded, shook his head, and said hesitantly:

"I searched for it and spent a lot of money to hire a fourth-level expert, but that guy..."

"It was such a miserable death... It is said that the stomach was completely empty, the heart and intestines were all missing, and the whole body was like a deflated rubber ball, with only a piece of skin left..."

A drinker next to him added helpfully.

The bartender also looked frightened and said:

"Yes, this is the first time I have seen such a weird way of death, so I can only go outside to find someone to solve it, but I can't afford such a high price... If you can really help solve this big trouble, you should be I owe you a big favor."

Lloyd didn't pay much attention to this and continued to ask:

"Does anyone still live in that area?"

"No, they have all been evacuated to other places by us. At present, only these people are left in this area. They are responsible for guarding the territory to prevent other gangs from taking advantage of it."

"Territory is more important than life?"

"It's almost the same. For those of us, losing our territory is almost the same as losing our lives."

Lloyd declined to comment on this idea and said instead:

"Can you find someone to take me there?"

"Of course, if you need anything else, just ask."

The bartender said, ordered the two drinkers to lead the way, and then asked:

"That little slicker outside took your money?"

"Correct."

"I'll have him return it to you."

"No need."

Lloyd replied generously.

He inevitably feels a little bit the same way about those dirty children.

(End of this chapter)