Chapter 385: The Big Plan
'The investigator's senior management is not completely reassured of me? ’
'Yes...... After all, I belong to a risk factor...... But why didn't you imprison me directly? ’
'In order for me to get out and continue to attract the remnants of the Fallen Star Order?' ’
Fang Xian saw something, but pretended not to know, and sorted out the files one by one.
"Ahem...... Roca, you've been studying here in lockdown for a month, it's time to go out and enjoy your vacation. Love coughed and announced.
"Vacation?"
"Yes, most of the investigators are very stressed, so every once in a while, they must be forced to take a leave ......of absence in case they lose their sanity," said Love, who added meaningfully: "There may be no upper limit to spirit and inspiration, but among the Secret Keepers, we divide the sanity value into three stages, 0 to 35 is red, 35 to 65 is green, 65 to 100, and it is still red." The closer to 50, the darker the green, and closer to 0 and 100, the darker the red......"
"It feels a little strange, isn't it better to be more sensible?"
Fang Xian asked strangely.
"Balance! Balance is paramount...... We human beings already have a certain sensibility, how can we be absolutely rational? In this regard, there is a bloody lesson...... It was at a time when the standard had not yet come out, and a legendary investigator who could not name himself, thought he had found the path of absolute rationality, and through various methods, increased his sanity value to 100 ......"
Love's voice was low: "And then, he went crazy too!" Crazy about 'absolute reason', because he has no emotion, no goal to protect, he becomes indifferent to his relatives, becomes extremely cruel and indifferent, and no longer follows the proverbs of the keeper of secrets...... As it turned out in hindsight, absolute rationality is not advisable, maintaining balance is the key, we need rationality, and we also need to be moved to bring strength to our hearts! Through the strong push of His Excellency Clark Carter, a new standard was established. ”
"So, that's where the mandatory leave system comes in?"
Fang Xian said that he understood.
"Yes, you didn't do the work of investigating the case, but you had access to too many archives...... It can also be mentally stressful before you know it, and my advice is to relax, a concert, a drunk, or a date with a cute girl......" Love's advice: "All in all, don't think about these files for now, and of course, don't forget about our non-disclosure agreement." ”
"Of course."
Fang Xian nodded.
……
When he returned to the apartment building he rented again, Fang Xian actually had a feeling of being in a different world.
He went to the door, took out the key, opened the door, and found many letters lying on the carpet.
Most of them come from editorial reminders, or contact from friends, as well as some utility bills.
The rental fee of the house is settled every six months, and Fang Xian does not have to worry about the landlord driving people out after only one month of living.
Inside the house, the furnishings are the same as before Rocca left, except for a layer of dust.
Fang Xian opened the refrigerator and shook his head helplessly: "It's all stinky...... Throw it away, throw it away, let's get a new batch, alas...... I think that as an investigator, I have been living in the branch to love my job, why do you force me to take a vacation? ”
He complained, lifted the sleeves of his hands, and began to clean.
After throwing away all the garbage, Fang Xian sat back at his desk and began to open the letters one by one.
You don't need to look at those reminder bills, just pay them another day.
There are also letters from friends that need to be replied to one by one, and there may also be hidden temptations from the Fallen Star Order.
In the end, there is the routine reminder of the publisher and the magazine.
It's not that Roca is famous, it's just that there was an agreement that a certain number of words must be provided every month.
"At the moment...... Rocca also has one and one prose in series, and needs to provide poems to two newspapers every month...... Bother! I don't want to do it......"
Fang Xian Nunu's mouth still did not directly write a letter to refuse.
Investigator is a good move, but no pay, no pay, no pay! Say the important thing three times!
Although the headquarters is responsible for the food and lodging of the investigators, and occasionally receives a lot of money from the owners of paranormal cases, they are very few after all.
I also need a part-time job, but also to avoid being out of touch with society.
Though...... Investigators are generally out of touch with society and appear to behave strangely, resembling mental illness.
"But...... Writing still has to be maintained...... Some plans, presumably through which they can be implemented......"
Fang Xian looked at his attribute bar: "I'm also a sixth-level secret existence now...... Although it may be the most wasted person in history, the person is still there, able to receive prayer within a certain range and answer the believer......"
"The supernatural powers of this world are a bit of a pitfall...... For example, the spell of the bird with broken wings, it actually needs to be sacrificed to suffer, the pain is not enough, and the spell is not powerful......"
"So...... Is it possible to collect the negative emotions of the reader and use them as a medium for me to cast spells? ”
This should be possible in the person of a hidden existence, but how to collect it? Who can't write the main text? It's mental pain, and the quality is probably better than the physical pain...... Well, hopefully no reader will send me a blade, it doesn't matter, they don't know my address. ”
"The abuse of the main text is easy to write, but how to write it wonderfully, so that the reader can't stop, scolding and chasing after it, and finally grieving and suffering with the characters in the book...... It's still a bit exquisite, and you have to put some thought into it, otherwise no one will read it, no one will follow it, and it's useless......"
"When they are sad, sad, miserable because of reading...... When all kinds of negative emotions arise, they may be passed on to me through my 'pseudonym' as food for me to cast spells...... Well, this can only be done if there are enough persons who can accept the presence of prayer. ”
"Be careful with the investigators in this regard, but that's okay, my tragedy will definitely pass the scrutiny, because it really doesn't contain a trace of supernatural powers...... It will not reveal anything, it is just to make the reader feel sad and painful......"
"One reader's share doesn't need to be too much, and it doesn't have any material impact on the other party...... But when it comes to saving, it's definitely beyond the limits of what I can do alone! ”
"From today onwards, I'm going to be a tragedy or horror writer. Why...... Think about it, but a little excited? ”
Fang Xian slowly perfected his plan, and looked at his friend's letter again.
Most of these friends from Stewart and that party came to ask about their situation, and Fang Xian replied casually.
In addition, there are some invitations.
Most of them are outdated, but only one is still valid, and he was invited to an art exhibition in the city of Orsay.
Look at the drop, it's Shala.
'The object of Steward's admiration? I seem to smell dog blood......