ghost on paper

Chapter 37 The Uses of the Earth

It actually increased the "share" of 1 word.

To be honest, Truman was stunned.

At the moment he is in bed in his apartment suffering from the irritability of a low 'share'.

It was kind of like a migraine.

Not long ago, he used the avatar formed by one-third of the 'share' to perform a 'disappearance technique' in front of the Habsburg housekeeper and his colleague, Ms. Hei Sha.

At that moment, his harvest tonight reached its maximum.

The high-spirited upward 'share' increase curve jumped out of a peak.

The increase of Truman's "share" tonight was limited to 1 word.

And that was just a confrontation of less than 5 minutes.

Of course, the opponent is very strong, and the butler must be of the second level of extraordinary or higher, and the sequence is unknown.

As for Heisha, this fellow appraiser, Truman couldn't even judge his rank, and the poisonous snake killed a first-rank Transcendent in one bite—although it was just an incarnation, it was also a bit terrifying.

There was a voice in Truman's heart saying: That's it, the stronger the audience for the performance, the wider the stage for the performance, and the more gains from the performance.

purpose of performance.

It's about putting on a mask to wow the audience.

According to Truman's self-evaluation, his current "share" has reached 8 characters, and he can independently translate a heptadic poem.

If the word "share" reaches 10 characters, you can try to advance to the second level of extraordinary. The master of the workshop said that this is the minimum standard.

hey~
Although I haven't finished exploring and translating the 'Monument of Mystery'.

But I increased the 'share'~

Truman thought cheerfully.

But something is wrong.

Not right.

Truman recalled the feeling of jumping out of the window.

The whole city is his stage, and the feeling of extreme longing and release is more enjoyable than any human can have.

Isn't this...out of control?

A thought came to Truman's mind, sending a chill down his spine.

He was dazzled by the "desire to perform", so he made the move to explore the "Monument of Mystery", and he seemed so excited when facing a strong enemy. This is not Truman, or another Truman.

It's not...pollution, is it?

Truman still remembers Anton's arrogance when he was polluted by the "God of Books". Isn't this similar to him?
No no no.

Truman shook his head, he was sober, he would not be polluted.

At this time, Truman suddenly caught a glimpse of something, which surprised him.

He saw dark spots begin to grow on his silver mask.

Take a look at the black spot by candlelight.

It feels like the mask has been poisoned...

From tiny black streaks to black spots.

Is it because of being attacked by the black yarn?

The unknown spirituality from Heisha is corroding Truman's incarnation little by little.

this is too scary!

What is Hei Sha's rank, that even her avatar can't stop her attack?

Therefore, the avatar is not completely invincible.

Truman frowned and looked at the mask in his hand. The candlelight in the apartment was dim, and the mask emitted a mysterious gleam.

He didn't know if this spirit had tracking properties.

If so, Truman probably can only wait for Hei Sha and the housekeeper to come to him?

Or, there are other ways.

In other words, Truman also made other preparations to prevent serious consequences.

Truman looked up at the small clock on the cabinet, which was the most valuable decoration provided by the landlord in the whole apartment.

It has witnessed that every midnight, when the hour and minute hands coincide at the 12 position, the magical crossing phenomenon will occur in this apartment.

Now, it's time again.

When the time reached 12 midnight, Truman's figure disappeared on time, and a pile of clothes he was wearing was scattered on the bed due to the loss of support.

……

Ms. Hei Sha was walking in the city in a carriage marked with the Habsburg family crest.

The butler is not qualified to sit in the car with her, but instead sits on the shaft of the coachman.

There is no nightlife in the city of Lundini, and the whole city is dark and silent at nearly 12 midnight.

Only the vigilante patrolled the streets on horseback with lamps on his horses. The light from the oil lamps illuminated the homeless people who fell under the eaves of the street, and occasionally they could shine on a pair of eyes full of sin and greed like eagles or wolves.

Even though Lundini was the capital of the Ansa Republic, it was still a haven for crime in the dead of night.

It is also dangerous for a carriage marked with the Habsburg family crest to walk on such a street, and the butler is always ready to use his extraordinary power.

At the same time, the butler was also adjusting the direction of the carriage according to Ms. Heisha's instructions.

They were tracking the Extraordinary who had the guts to carry out robbery in the Habs Shipping Warehouse.

That Extraordinary was very dangerous. The steward didn't even understand its sequence, but he could roughly judge that it was an Extraordinary rank, and the rank was not high, but his skills were weird.

Fortunately, Ms. Heisha will pollute him with her own characteristics. According to the strength of Ms. Heisha's characteristics, this kind of pollution cannot be removed when dealing with Extraordinary people of the Extraordinary rank.

So, that Extraordinary is already a tiger in a cage.

Suddenly, the black gauze lady in the carriage let out a light '噫'.

"Ma'am?" the butler asked.

"My 'corpse aura' is gone." Ms. Heisha exclaimed in her tone.

"You mean that you disappeared by attacking the psychic substance attached to that Extraordinary?" The steward was surprised, "How is that possible, you are..."

The butler didn't continue talking.

The identity of Lady Hei Sha is a secret.

"Or there are other 'legends' helping him?" Ms. Heisha said.

"Lundini has less than ten 'legends'. It is impossible for the Holy See to help him, and it is even more impossible for the royal family. Could it be the one from the workshop?" The butler frowned.

"Who says the Holy See can't help him?" Ms. Heisha shook her head lightly, "Okay, let's stop here, if his target is the 'Mystery Monument', or me, then he will show up sooner or later of."

The butler frowned, he was worried about this, but he had no choice but to wave his whip, drive the carriage, and go back and forth.

……

on the earth.

Truman took off his mask.

Look at this clean as new mask.

Realize that you are out of a crisis.

Since it has been proved before that, except for Truman himself, other substances from other worlds cannot enter the earth, so using this barrier to shield some pollution is in Truman's plan.

It's just that there has never been a chance to implement it.

Now it's proven.

Of course, it was also Truman who prepared properly. He chose to sneak into the warehouse half an hour before midnight, just to use time-traveling as a backhand.

"Traveling is both a danger and an opportunity~" Truman was in a happy mood.

He thought of the possibility that he could give God the middle finger in that world and return to Earth.

Don't go crazy... Truman patted himself on the face.

I have to figure out a way.

I probably... have a problem.

(End of this chapter)