Odd Containment Specialist

"Is our operation over?"

When Su Weiyu rushed back to the Control Bureau, Xia Shou was writing clues on the whiteboard in the office.

"It's the end of the preliminary investigation. Doesn't it feel unreal?" Xia Shou joked.

"Well, it feels like I didn't do anything. Did I successfully sneak into the headquarters of the Blood Mother Cult?"

"No, you tried the secret code and spell you peeked, but failed to trigger the ritual of the sarcophagus. I guess there are other identification methods for this ritual. The secret code and spell alone are not enough."

Su Weiyu sighed regretfully and said, "Then there is no way to rely on conventional means. You can only follow them in when they open the passage."

Xia Shou pondered, "But after you go in, your contact with me is likely to be interrupted, and you will forget everything after retracing, so this is a completely meaningless behavior."

"Or... I'll go in directly? Don't go to your own death." Su Weiyu suggested.

Xia Shou waved his hand and refused decisively: "No, it's too dangerous for you to go alone. Not all the people in the Blood Mother Cult are human. It's possible that a cult like theirs raises some monsters. We still have to investigate first."

"What should we do?"

"Well... let me think... let's check the forbidden object files of the Edinburgh Control Bureau later to see if there are any forbidden objects that can connect the lives of two people, so that if you die, I can die too.

As long as the time of death is the same, at least the worst situation can be avoided.

Then look for any forbidden objects that can communicate over long distances, preferably those that can communicate with each other across different spaces." Xia Shou said.

Su Weiyu's eyes lit up, and her hammer hand was shocked: "That makes sense! Why didn't I think of such a simple method? I'll go to the self-service archive machine to check it now."

She stood up to leave, and suddenly seemed to remember something, and then asked: "By the way, Xia Shou, how is the situation over there? Have you encountered the most troublesome enemy?"

"Well... a little tricky." Thinking of the black jacket, Xia Shou felt a headache.

It's not that he can't do anything with the black jacket. If he really wants to kill those three people, once the Peak is activated, those three people will be dead.

Even the super-dangerous abnormal body like the Blood Demon was killed by Xia Shou under pressure within one minute. The three people in the bar are not even qualified to be his opponents.

But the problem is that the cost of the Peak is too high. Even if he kills those three people, he still has to deal with the real big boss upstairs. Does he have to use the Peak twice in a row?

His current depth is already very dangerous. Maybe he will sink to 1,300 meters after using the Peak once, let alone twice.

"Anyway, it's still a test next time. How about telling the Control Bureau about [Self-Destruction]? When it comes back, they won't remember anything.

If you don't want this, maybe you can find a way to let Baihe help you." Su Weiyu suggested.

Xia Shou frowned, weighed it for a long time, and finally shook his head.

"I thought about the strategy you mentioned at the beginning, but I didn't adopt it in the end.

Because the road to self-destruction is not a time reversal in the absolute sense, at least it can't affect my state in the Sea of ​​Origin at all, and the deep diving value used during the exploration will not be restored after the reversal.

In the final analysis, the road to self-destruction is only a skill obtained by devouring a special sealed creature. It can reverse the time and memory of the physical level of the whole world, which is already very remarkable. It is impossible to interfere with the source of the supernatural such as the Sea of ​​Origin.

Although the road to self-destruction is useful, it is not strong enough to surpass all supernatural powers.

In addition, if I am not mistaken, the deep diving value of other patients with abyssal syndrome should not be affected by the reversal of the road to self-destruction."

"What do you mean?" Su Weiyu asked in confusion.

"That is to say, for other people who can enter the Sea of ​​Origin like me, although their reality and memory will be affected by the path of self-destruction, their state in the Sea of ​​Origin will not change.

So in the eyes of other patients with the abyss syndrome, their depth will sink for no reason and instantly.

This can also be regarded as a flaw left by the path of self-destruction. Although no one should guess that it is related to "time reversal", if they know it, there is no guarantee that there will be a way to leave a message in the Sea of ​​Origin.

For the sake of caution, it is best to keep this skill secret, and only you and I know it That's it. "

Su Weiyu nodded with understanding: "This skill is similar to my physique. My physique of 'not being seen' is also like this. The priority is ridiculously high, even though my own abnormal level is very low. "

"But it's not a big problem now! Even without the help of the Control Bureau, I can rely on you to steal the forbidden objects to improve my combat effectiveness. It won't be too difficult to kill that guy.

Now, we should go to browse the forbidden object archives to see if there is anything we can use. "

"Well, let's start now!" Su Weiyu nodded and clenched her fists.

Although I don't know the reason, my anxious mood has slowly calmed down.

As long as Xia Shou is here, just step by step, my parents and A Yue will be fine!

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Fuso Country, Tongzi County, Tianxin Shenyi Liu Dojo.

Today is Sunday, the day when Tianxin Shenyi Liu is closed, and the nearly 100-square-meter dojo is empty.

Kanae Angang, wearing a Noh mask, sat beside an open paper sliding door, in front of her was a dry landscape garden composed of dead trees, rockery stones, and white gravel.

The well-stacked stone groups formed a miniature garden landscape, and the lines drawn on the white sandstone replaced the ripples of water. Monks and spiritual practitioners in Fuso generally believed that this kind of dry and unchanging landscape was conducive to inner meditation.

Kanae slowly opened her eyes behind the mask, then took off the mask, turned around and walked into the dojo, opened a side door, and walked into the dark and dark room.

She walked through a long narrow path and came to a door blocked by a wooden grille. She knelt down, lowered her body, and put her forehead close to the ground.

"Grandpa, I dreamed that I suddenly sank into the sea again. In just a moment, I went one meter deeper."

Behind the wooden grille door, there were layers of fluttering white gauze. Through the gauze, you could see a huge figure sitting cross-legged on a low platform. Then a hoarse and low old voice floated through the white gauze and into Kanae's ears.

"How many times has this happened?"

"It seems... it's the second time."

"It's the owner of Moyusi who is boating on the River of Time, and the wheel is spinning again... After ten years, does Moyusi have a new owner?"

"Grandpa, I don't understand what you mean."

"Kanae, how many meters are you now?"

"About two hundred meters."

"Then you don't have to pay attention to these changes, just like the sun rises in the east and sets in the west, it is common sense in the world.

Kanae, don't pursue the good or bad of this, you have to climb through the canyon of the teeth of thirst, sink into the sea of ​​endless blood, pass through the door of Momi, and then you can see the gate of Moyusi in the sea that is 1,500 feet deep.

If you reach there and have the honor of meeting the owner of Moyusi, you can see your mother."

Kanae frowned secretly, he didn't know whether his grandfather was conscious now.

When grandpa was meditating, it was hard to tell whether he was awake or not.

When he was meditating, he always repeated the obscure descriptions in the secret scrolls and books. Sometimes what he said was contradictory, and he would forget it after waking up, which made Kanae feel terrible.

But on the other hand, Kanae had to admit that Grandpa was the patron saint of this family.

Like the Angang family, a family with the curse of the Qianyuan genetic disease, if there was no Grandpa, the family would certainly not be able to continue to this day.

Kanae kept bowing her head and waited for a while. Finally, she decided to leave first and talk about what happened just now at another time.

"Grandpa, Kanae will leave." Kanae bowed again.

The huge figure behind the white gauze of the wooden fence did not respond. The silent outline was like a ghost Buddha.

Kanae slowly retreated with her body bent, then she turned around and quickly disappeared in the dim narrow road.