2022-02-17

Chapter 98 Limited time, unlimited things!

“Sure enough, [Bloody Honor] is too little!”

Looking at the text prompt in front of him, Goethe sighed slightly.

The last [Bloody Honor], he used to learn [Shadow Snake Devours Tail Technique].

There is nothing wrong with that.

After all, he got more time by interfering with the divination of ‘Flesh Church’ with the [Ringtail] of [Shadow Snake Devours Tail Technique].

Even, the ‘Steinbeck Breathing Technique’ in his hand was obtained because of this – although the Boss of the Pine Nut Hotel explained that it was because he paid attention to Sierra that he discovered his ‘true identity’.

But this kind of discovery is also based on the fact that he not only avoided the divination of ‘Flesh Church’, but also killed the opponent’s ‘hunting squad’ in a row.

Without such a foundation, simply would not have just had a transaction.

So, the original choice was correct.

And now sigh?

It’s just a pity that Goethe couldn’t learn the Secret Technique right away in the face of a Secret Technique.

Such regrets are not enough to make him change his plan of using [Bloody Honor]: yes, use it!

Contrary to his initial concerns, Goethe now knows exactly what he’s facing.

He needs to deliver!

Realize your power in the fastest and safest way possible!

As for the possible hidden dangers?

Goethe has nothing to do at this time.

Maybe it will be resolved naturally when the strength reaches a certain level.

It may also break out at some point, maybe.

But that was later.

What he’s thinking now is: to pass the time.

He couldn’t even get past his eyes, and after talking about something, it was as if he didn’t know the source, and the words in the name of Master Lu were once again: after passing the present, let’s talk about poetry and the distance.

Glancing at the ‘Flesh Gate’ towering in the center of Luster, Goethe made up his mind to enter the ‘Secret Realm’ again, seeking more [Bloody Honor], turned and walked into the shadows beside him .

Swart blinked.

Followed along without the slightest hesitation.

The sheriff chose to trust his own feelings.

Goethe may have a secret, but compared to the Boss of the Pine Nut Hotel, he is definitely not a bottomless person.

And…

Now he has no choice at all!

The entire Luster has long been shrouded in invisible things, and it has to be cut into minced meat when rushing to it.

And those murderous ‘Flesh Church’ members are glare like a tiger watching his prey, and if he touches any of them, it’s the end of death.

Escape, can’t escape.

I can’t beat it.

The sheriff certainly knew what to do.

Songzi Street, inside a house.

“These guys from ‘Flesh Church’ are really cruel!”

“Not even the little ones!”

Swart entered When I entered the room, I saw two corpses on the ground, one big and one small. The big one was the mother and the youngest was the child. They were about four or five years old. They were held by the mother and pierced by an iron drill. .

The two have long since lost their breath.

The woman’s husband, the child’s father, had his head smashed and two bodyguards collapsed at the door.

The iron drill was broken from the fence of the courtyard gate.

Swart pulled a sheet over the two corpses, one big and one small, and took off his hat in silence.

“You stay here for now.”

“I need to take care of some personal business.”

With these words, Goethe walked out of the room.

This place has just been swept a second time by the ‘Flesh Church’, so there will be no danger for the time being.

Using the vision of the [Raven Spirit], Goethe made sure that there was no one around, then turned to the house next to him, and then raised his hand to touch the ‘Ring of the Mad King’ on the index finger of his left hand.

The starry sky reappeared, and Goethe watched the remaining two dim stars.

“Left? Or right?”

Goethe, who was thinking, took out his pendulum directly.

【End】!

The pendulum began to sway, but it was not clockwise for affirmation or counterclockwise for negation as Goethe knew it, but an irregular beating, as if being plucked by an invisible hand moving.

Obviously, such a choice is beyond the scope of [Shadow Snake Devours Tail Technique].

Unable to determine.

The divination is also useless.

Goethe ultimately chooses to flip a coin.

The avatar is on the left, and the flower is on the right.

Ding!

The golden gram rolls in the air and Goethe catches it firmly.

The avatar faces up.

Select left.

[Yes/No, consume 500 golden gram to enter Secret Realm? ]

“Yes!”

Goethe’s eyes flashed after answering in the affirmative.

Crunch, crunch.

The ceiling fan swayed with difficulty, the air moved slowly, and the slight breeze was filled with dryness and heat.

The sun is shining brightly outside the window.

Goethe is dazzling at first glance.

Especially the sound of the horn from time to time as the car drives past the window is even more disturbing.

Goethe walked over and looked towards the outside.

Cars!

It is older in memory, but newer than the classic car.

There are telephone booths on the side of the road, and people’s clothes and hairstyles are also modern.

He turned his head and looked towards the room.

The floor is mainly brown, and several huge bookcases are placed against the wall. Except for the window side, the other walls have bookcases.

Then, there is a huge desk full of notes.

A large whiteboard stands beside the desk, covered with photos and related annotations.

apart from this is a chair and a camp bed.

The chair is by Goethe’s hand.

The camp bed is in the corner.

Goethe looked down at himself. The shirts, trousers, and leather shoes were all cheap, especially the leather shoes, which had folds that couldn’t be concealed. Pant pockets.

A phone with a very old, but sturdy look appeared in his hand.

The black and white screen, the conspicuous nine-square key, and on the top of the phone, there is… a flashlight? !

Goethe clicked, and the light was very bright.

Although the gap with the mobile phone in his hometown is quite large, the familiar item still makes Goethe feel happy. While playing with the mobile phone, he starts to check his item.

The daggers, revolvers, explosives, pendulums, limes, including the [Executioner] were all gone.

But [Unknown Voice] and [Shadow Snake’s Dagger] are there.

“Neither ordinary items nor transcendent items from ‘anchor world’ can be brought into ‘Secret Realm’!”

After comparing, Goethe quickly came to a conclusion .

When the warm feeling came from the copper ring, rows of words began to appear in front of Goethe’s eyes——

[Enter ‘Secret Realm’, judging…]

[hold the ‘secret key’, the judgment is passed! ]

[The original ‘Secret Realm’ holder has died, and is being judged…]

[The original identity is judged dead! ]

[The new owner will start over with a new identity! ]

……

[Background: Winchester, your adoptive father, disappeared half a year ago. Research Institute’…]

[Main quest: Within three months, become a recognized folk scholar (recognition degree 0%)]

[Get a temporary language and leave During the dungeon, it will disappear automatically]

[Clothes, appearance, and equipment are temporarily changed, and they will be automatically restored when you leave Secret Realm]

(Note 1: When you complete the main quest, You will leave ‘Secret Realm’ safely)

(Note 2: When you cannot complete the main quest within three months, you will lose one-fifth of your flesh and blood before leaving ‘Secret Realm’)

“The Folklore Research Institute?”

“Folklore scholar?”

“What is that?”

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Goethe looked at such a name, and even though he didn’t know the exact meaning, he unconsciously felt a sense of danger.

Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!.

The phone vibrates, it’s a text message.

Goethe Winchester:

If you receive this message, please come to my office by 10 am tomorrow morning.

I want us to talk face-to-face about the fact that you only got an E in math.

Judy.

 …

Looking at this text message, Goethe’s mind flashed some relevant memories.

Judy is his math teacher, who just came to ‘Green High School’ this year. He is an energetic and enthusiastic and beautiful new teacher.

And he?

Goethe, Winchester, is a freshman in grade 12.

Goethe was his adopted name.

Winchester is a surname given by my adoptive father.

The adoptive father was kind to him and gave him enough help.

From basic necessities to schooling, he has given him the utmost help.

And he also performed well, with excellent grades and excellent sports, until half a year ago, when his adoptive father disappeared without warning, he inherited this ‘folklore institute’.

In order to find his adoptive father and to maintain the ‘Folklore Institute’, he began to skip a lot of classes.

In the end, the grade dropped a thousand zhang in one fall.

Sitting there, Goethe quickly sorted out the memory.

Then, browses tightly frowns.

“Math!”

Goethe whispered.

Unfamiliar world, it is natural to make yourself the same as before.

Although ‘he’ was forced to skip classes a lot, he would not ignore the teacher.

Goethe’s expression was more solemn than ever at the thought of the trouble he might face tomorrow morning.

He guessed what he was going to face.

With the enthusiasm of that Judy teacher, he will definitely give him extra lessons.

And…

Make-up exams!

Especially the latter, he will be helpless.

Whether it is his hometown occupation, experience, or the knowledge he has learned from the ‘anchor world’ ‘Secret Realm’, he is helpless in mathematics.

That’s right!

People are in a hurry and can do anything!

But, except math!

Mathematics really is, if you can’t do it, you can’t do it!

Unless the answer is C.

Otherwise, Meng Du Meng is wrong.

“Maybe I should…”

Buzz! Buzz! Buzz! .

Just as Goethe was thinking about what to do, the phone vibrated again.

Picked up, it was an unfamiliar number.

Goethe didn’t care, just clicked to open the text message.

It says –

Don’t climb, don’t compare, don’t be fearless; parents are the people you love the most… 13 friends or relatives for a week Afterwards you will have good luck, such as deleting or not posting, you will have bad luck and your family will be unlucky.

 …

The first half was normal, but the second half made Goethe raise an eyebrow.

Goethe certainly doesn’t retweet.

Not even deleted.

He picked up his phone and replied to the unfamiliar number——

Don’t let Lao Tzu catch you! Catch you once, beat you once! I have gained muscle!

After posting, Goethe stopped thinking about math problems.

He looked towards the desk and blackboard.

Although there is some memory, but incomplete.

He needs more information.

However, Goethe’s eyes narrowed as he saw the notes on his desk and the photos posted on the whiteboard.

(End of this chapter)

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