Mystery: Lucky

Alice reached out to hold the door frame and quickly found her position. Then, she smiled and looked at Bogda.

Bogda showed respect, counted out 6 pennies, and said to her: "You are a respectable fortune teller."

"I am just a lucky person who can occasionally glimpse a corner of fate." Alice said while absent-mindedly thinking about that sentence - why did "Huanhuan" write such a sentence?

Subconsciously, Alice always felt that it was a very important thing, and that sentence, that sentence itself might also be very important...

Alice, immersed in thoughts, left the Fortune Teller Club, but began to hesitate about her next move.

"... Should I go to that herbal medicine store to have a look?"

Alice subconsciously resisted this idea. After all, if she ran into Bogda on the road or in the store, it would not be a pleasant experience for Alice.

...Yes! Alice slapped her head. Since she might run into Bogda anyway, why not just follow him directly?

Alice followed Bogda quietly according to the tracking skills she had learned. When Bogda walked from the beginning of Vlad Street to the end of the street for the third time, Alice began to doubt her decision.

Fortunately, this gentleman was trapped by his liver and could not walk for the fourth time. Ah, this is really great...

Alice sighed helplessly and leaned against Rosen's folk herbal medicine store to rest.

After Bogda left with a bag of herbs, Alice walked in.

The boss who was about to shout something at the back door paused. He looked at Alice, sized her up, and asked with a strange expression: "Miss, are you... uh, are you an adult?"

"?" Alice looked at him in confusion, obviously not understanding what this had to do with whether she was an adult or not.

"I mean, you look healthy." The boss wiped the non-existent sweat from his forehead.

"Hmm..." Alice looked at him thoughtfully. After thinking about it for a few times, she couldn't think of a tactful way, so she asked directly, "Do you know where to find monsters?"

"?" The fat pharmacist met such a straightforward extraordinary person for the first time. He trembled and looked at Alice's young and innocent face. For a moment, he was not sure what to do.

"I have no ill intentions," Alice blinked and decided to reveal a little information, "I just... um, is it convenient for you to talk here?"

The fat pharmacist looked at Alice for a while, perhaps realizing that Alice didn't seem to have any intention of taking action, he locked the door, set up a spiritual wall, and then looked at Alice.

"I accidentally became an extraordinary person." Alice explained.

"Accidentally?" The fat pharmacist's eyes were full of distrust.

"I swallowed a portion of extraordinary characteristics by mistake, and then..." Alice explained hesitantly, and she successfully saw that the fat pharmacist's expression became strange.

"Is it... a 'monster'?" The fat pharmacist asked uncertainly - if it was a monster, it would be possible to find him. Monsters often see things they shouldn't see because of their high inspiration, but occasionally see useful things.

"No, it's worse than that," Alice frowned with a headache, "I swallowed the extraordinary characteristics of a lucky person."

"That is...?" The fat pharmacist had some guesses. He remembered that the teacher said that the monster path can make people lucky, but he didn't know which sequence it was.

"Sequence 7 of the 'monster' path." Alice replied.

"..." The fat pharmacist opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but he seemed to have temporarily lost his ability to speak and control his facial muscles, and could only look at Alice with a stunned expression.

"I now believe that the 'Monster' path can really improve luck," this was the first sentence of the fat pharmacist after he regained his ability to speak, "How can I contact you?"

"I guess you will pack up and move out tomorrow," Alice guessed. She successfully saw the flesh on the fat pharmacist's face trembling, "I said I have no ill intentions. I just want to know more about this path and meet the extraordinary people of the same path. You can contact the School of Life first. If there is no problem, you can find me in the Church of the Night, or write to..."

Alice left her address and contact information, and then left the herbal medicine store without hesitation. She was not worried that there would be no response to this matter-even if she suspected that this was a trap, someone would come to investigate Alice's situation.

And...

Alice lowered her head and looked at herself thoughtfully, although she could not see anything.

"Maybe, the real problem of the first thing was actually with me?"

...

On Monday morning, Alice heard a shocking news at the Blackthorn Security Company.

"So, the captain entered the dream of that Heinus Vincent, and the man died before he came out?"

"Yes." Leonard replied.

Alice immediately jumped up to find Dunn.

Entering Dunn's office, Dunn sat behind the desk as usual. Alice quietly observed Dunn - well, he seemed to be fine.

"What do you want to ask?" Dunn asked after Alice looked at him for a long time.

"I heard Leonard talk about what happened last night, and I was a little worried about you..." Alice explained her behavior.

"So that's it," Dunn looked at Alice gently, "Don't worry, I'm fine."

"...Can you tell me what you saw in your dream?" Alice was still a little worried, so she continued to ask.

"..." Dunn was silent for a moment, but still answered Alice, "That was not a pleasant memory... In the dream of Heinus Vincent, I saw a huge cross that filled the sky, and a naked man was nailed to it with black iron nails..."

Alice listened carefully to Dunn's description. The man hanging upside down on the cross easily reminded her of an image - the Hanged Man card in the Tarot.

Thinking of Dunn's coma and the Tarot cards that were said to be related to the twenty-two paths of God, Alice suddenly remembered the sentence again - "Don't look directly at God."

What if the captain really saw a god in his dream? Especially it sounds like an evil god...

This idea appeared in Alice's mind uncontrollably. When Alice began to suspect that Dunn's death was related to losing control, this idea became more and more terrifying.

She looked at Dunn and the thick shadow that enveloped him, pursed her lips, and abruptly asked a question that had nothing to do with the topic: "Captain, do you think the names of sequence potions are just for the reaction effect?"