The Secret Code of Monsters

Chapter 35 Ch.35 White gauze...everything is bright!

"you're awake."

Roland gasped for air and had no time to pay attention to the words floating in his sight.

His whole body was cold, his pajamas were soaked with cold sweat, and he was shivering from the cold.

He wrapped himself tightly in the quilt, with only his head exposed, and stared at the peeling and yellowing ceiling for a while.

A completely silent night.

goblin.

fog…

Mist.

dense forest.

He seemed to know too many things at once, his mind was groggy, and it was difficult to fall asleep again.

Holy Cross…

Lack of qualifications is not enough to go a long way.

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Is what the goblin said true?

"Fairy?"

Text transformation.

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you do not know?

Roland thought about it for a while, and for the first time made up his mind to ask questions about what was in his brain.

There was something he couldn't put off any longer.

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tell me.

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please tell me.

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Are Miss Nina's soul fragments in my head?

"correct."

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Including some scattered memories.

"correct."

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Is it possible for me to resurrect Miss Nina through these fragments?

"Can you use the arm you picked up on the roadside to resurrect the owner of the arm?"

Roland thought for a while, then said with a sullen face: -

I can.

"What are you talking about?"

All right…

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But maybe there is some way...

"The answer is no."

"Su Yue's (Nina Collins) soul is broken."

"Confirmed disappearance."

Continuous words appeared in Roland's sight.

Su…

Su Yue.

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Is this Miss Nina’s other name? -

The name she goes by in her hometown?

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In other words, these Miss Nina's soul fragments were mixed with memories to create...

"That's what made me majestic and eloquent."

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I'm not complimenting you.

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So what are you? -

A thoughtful ghost?

"I thought you'd have to wait a few more months before you dared ask."

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Sorry, I was either running for my life or seeing a new world.

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Besides, I'm worried that once this question is asked - there is a folk saying that when you see a ghost...

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Ghosts will also find you.

The text was silent for a while, and then reappeared, the slender flames swaying left and right, looking a bit strange no matter how you look at it:

"So the blind man is invincible, Roland."

"Why don't you just pretend you don't know for the rest of your life?"

"And then ask again when you're about to die?"

Roland quietly pulled the quilt over his chin and curled up on his side, feeling somewhat embarrassed for his childish stupidity.

The white flames condensed into a long line of words:

"I am the product of Su Yue's condensation ceremony. I am a mixture of Su Yue's organs, unnamed energy, soul fragments, lifetime fantasies and memories - she gave me to you, but 'I' don't know" Who am I, Roland Collins."

"perhaps…"

"Can you give me a name?"

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Well.

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Wrench, how about that.

"Maybe you don't have to name me."

Roland:......

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Well, it looks like you're not going to eat me - we're going to have a great time working together, right? -

At least until I die?

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You don't have any other requirements, right?

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Like taking over my body?

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What evil ritual is being performed?

"The only thing your body can do is keep attracting those gorgeous females."

"To some extent, it is indeed scarier than a cult ritual."

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How unkind.

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Also, you can't communicate with me in the world while sleeping? -

Don't you know what I just went through?

"Probably...some are OK, some are not. At least the place you just went to, and the field created by the big bat, are not OK."

"But I don't know everything."

Roland moved his toes and curled himself up tighter.

The window of the drug store is leaky.

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There seems to be something in my memory, which was given to me by the fairy lady just now.

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Did you discover it?

"certainly."

The white flames were "gifted" to him by Aurora just now - although he didn't really like this method of gifting.

very painful.

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"I stepped into the fog."

"I follow its trail."

"Prejudice is like the candle flame fluttering in the storm, and the sharp knife is like the butter on the pastry."

"I found it."

"'Waiting and waiting, wandering and wandering' - when I read these words, my eyes shine like stars in the night."

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"Ritual: White Veil (One Ring)"

"A story that was never born (Code)/a strange object/a secret organ/a pas de deux for one person"

"Ritual: Drink the pain."

"And so stories and wonders began to burn."

"'Waiting and waiting, wandering and wandering'."

"The mist will guide me into the world of dreams."

"We let loose in the jungle,"

"Dance and sing."

"We are friends,"

"It is the headless match and the ninth leg of the spider. It is the horn of the ewe, the second queen of the swarm."

"finally…"

"We found each other!"

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The white flames floating in his sight gradually faded away.

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Is this a ring promotion ceremony?

"It's obvious."

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I don't understand, wrench.

Strange object?

He hasn't learned this lesson yet.

Then…

A pas de deux for one person?

A story that has never been born——Do we still need to have "code"?

I remember the premise of having guidelines is:

It needs to have a huge enough ‘impact’.

But how can a story that has not yet been born have such a huge impact...?

In other words, once it has enough influence, it will not ‘never be born’.

This is really contradictory.

Finally, what are the principles that symbolize this great road...

Roland started to have a headache.

To the right of his sight, another text composed of flames quietly emerged:

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"Secret Organ: The Brilliance of All Things (Eyeball)"

"Echo: From now on, I will 'see' sounds."

"Spirit Vision: Gazing at the spirit body and the dream (field) of the surface world."

"Magnifying glass: can identify and read crossed out, distorted, and hidden words."

"A mind shrouded in mist often allows you to peek into things that creatures are trying to hide - you may even have a chance to see invisible rituals and mysteries with your naked eyes."

"Knowledge of languages: You know the languages ​​of the living and the dead, and you are the savant who hears the voices of all things."

"Amber: Increased attraction to humans and alien species."

"It is rumored that those who gaze into the eyes of aliens (goblins) will be confused by them and follow them into the dark and deep forest... Those people have never appeared again."

"Secret Sound of the Pages: Your eyes will unconsciously distort each ritual, making them occasionally produce more powerful effects."

"Nostalgia: You will have a chance to witness the past with highly mysterious items."

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organ.

Occult organ.

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Fairy Aurora, she gave me her eyeballs?

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Same as Miss Nina’s gift?

"To be precise, she 'liberated' and 'enhanced' the gift Su Yue gave you."

"Although I think the item 'amber' is completely redundant for you."

Roland suddenly lifted the quilt.

Except for two hands and two legs.

He felt that he had a soft, light gray tentacle extending from his heart.

Yes.

Newly grown.

very interesting.

It was as if there was suddenly an extra arm.

Or...tentacles.

He could even manipulate this slender invisible tentacle to slowly caress the bottles and jars on the medicine shelf - and the feedback returned would be as real as touching cold glass with his own hands.

damp.

Dry.

ice cold.

He could 'see' himself lying on the bed through touch.

As he drove the 'tentacles' around, something like water drained out of his body - so the happy tentacle adventure didn't last long.

About a minute?

Or two minutes.

When Roland tried to manipulate the tentacles to tie a bow, the 'water' dried up.

The tentacles also fade away with the dry water.

At this moment, Roland understood.

He understood what Fernandez meant when he asked: 'How can a blind man become an executive?'

‘When you enter the world of sleep and truly find the path, you will understand. ’

‘The ritualist does not use his eyes. ’

indeed…

Even if he doesn't use his eyes, he can still observe the world to a limited extent with his 'tentacles'.

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Wrench, this feels amazing.

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I have an extra arm.

"I didn't agree with the name...right?"

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Miss Nina said it was a wonderful tool that could bend and twist many things.

"You should think carefully about how to hide this matter now, Mr. Executive Officer. Instead of discussing who to bend with me."

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hide?

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I'm not going to hide it.

………

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A day later, see Fernandez again.

Mr. Priest swears, he swears to the Father of all things:

I just said it casually, without any real hope...

Even if there is even the slightest chance, I really think that Roland can enter the sleep world in one day and successfully find the "path".

This kid…

How extraordinary is his talent?

No one has ever found the way in one day.

there has never been.

Although, the road does seem a little weird.

He had never heard of "fog" or "forest." Not once since he became executive.

"We need to find some information."

He said.

So, he took Roland into the carriage and quickly went to the trial court.

On the way, the priest sincerely suggested that Roland save enough money and rent a small house in the West District, which would also save a lot of travel time.

What's more, the security in the West District is much better than that in the East District. For an apprentice who has just sensed the road (still blind), a knife hidden in his pocket can kill him.

After all, you can meet living corpses on the road, and Fernandez is pessimistic about Roland's 'luck'.

"I'm here to give you a police badge and uniform today. I didn't expect you to give me such a big 'surprise'."

Fernandez de Vinson couldn’t help but sigh.

He handed Roland a huge leather bag with a lot of things in it.

A copper round badge with ribbons, scepters, flames and swords carved on it.

The police uniform was black, with a stand-up collar and single-row round buttons, and the collar was embroidered with numbers.

A black wide-brimmed leather belt, a double-brimmed hat with thick gold embroidery, and a thick and heavy black tweed coat that almost reached Roland's feet.

Oh, and a pair of black leather gloves.

Compared with the "clean" uniforms of the Inquisition, the police uniforms of the Supervisory Bureau seemed more formal and more fancy.

"I think it was a shock, sir."

Roland stroked the copper badge in his hand and pinned it on his chest: "I seem to have taken the wrong path and went to a place I shouldn't have gone."

Fernandez disagreed.

"Do you think the Inquisition is full of ritualists on the same path?"

Fernandez did not think that Roland's troubles were a "key issue".

Because only a small number of organizations would insist on this kind of "purity".

The responsibilities of the executive officers are not determined by the path, but by the heart and belief.

Besides, if they are all ritualists of the same path, the Inquisition or the Supervisory Bureau will easily fall into some targeted ambushes.

"Your real problem..."

Fernandez had a complicated expression: "I have never heard of it."