Putting the "crystal heart" he had just picked up in his hand into the storage space, Zhang Luo strode into the portal, and with a feeling of dizziness, he returned to the base of the Strange Talk Research Society.

Perhaps because Frankenstein turned off the Gaia engine in order to move the control room, the "power of the earth" that he originally possessed also turned gray, and became unusable along with the "domain control".

Despite this, this short journey was not without its rewards:

After confirming his skills in the eyes of the executioner, Zhang Luo immediately found that a skill that was difficult to exercise had been improved again:

Ghost Premonition (Level 3): Ghosts give you the ability to foresee for a short period of time, giving you a high chance of having a premonition before danger arrives. This skill may grant you "Vision" for a short period of time.

"What the hell is Lingzhi......" Standing in the arsenal of the research society, Zhang Luo rubbed his chin thoughtfully.

In this world where "only heretical creatures can see heretical creatures", he couldn't think of anything like "Yin Yang Eyes" at all, and what was the need for it to exist, after all, he could also see ghosts like Bloody Mary. So here's the problem......

What exactly is this so-called "spiritual vision", and what effect will it bring?

Just as he was thinking about it, he saw that Frankenstein had also returned to the base, apparently having already dealt with the control room.

Seeing the leader of the research society returning, Zhang Luo immediately said, "I want to take a break next." ”

After the terrible war, he is also a little tired now, and. Some of the loot taken from that battlefield also needs time to be investigated.

Hear the words. The girl in white nodded without thinking about it, "Agreed, I also want to rest." ”

"Huh. Heroes see the same thing. Zhang Luo smiled.

Take off your camouflage combat uniform, which is stained with blood and dust, and change back to your original casual clothes. After saying goodbye to the group returning to the workshop, he left the abandoned sewage treatment plant on the outskirts of the city and flagged down a taxi on the side of the road.

When I finally got home, it was already eight o'clock in the evening.

"Hah, I'm back......"

Seeing that it had only been a day, but it looked like a home that he hadn't seen for a long time, Zhang Luo unconsciously showed a smile on his face.

When he got home, he first checked the bedroom and dining room. After making sure that there was no one else in the room, Zhang Luo turned on the "contrast mode" of the executioner's eye and walked around the room.

Nothing in the room had changed its position, and it was obviously impossible for someone to install a monitor like it had last time.

After confirming that there was nothing wrong with the family, Zhang Luo stood in front of the living room window and closed the curtains, then sat back on the sofa and began to inspect the loot from the trip to Donrosk.

Since Frankenstein was still busy, he couldn't use the "hearth" he picked up in the lava to make equipment for himself for a while. Zhang Luo didn't immediately take out the hearth, but took out a certain amethyst ring from his pocket. Put it in the palm of your hand and feel the cold touch.

This ring was picked up by the corpse of the other party when he killed the "magician" in the sewers.

Although I don't know what this thing is for, in Zhang Luo's opinion. This ring may be related to the magician's magical skill of manipulating the senses of others.

Frowning and staring at the amethyst ring in the palm of his hand, Zhang Luo wanted to see if there were any words engraved on the ring, but suddenly found the scene in front of him. There has been an unusual change.

"Huh?"

An inexplicable feeling of dizziness suddenly hit, and the air around him seemed to become much heavier. On the amethyst ring that was originally translucent in his hand, small dark purple tentacles suddenly appeared. Still squirming at a slow pace.

If he just saw it, he was even more surprised that he could feel the miniature tentacles on the ring, the slippery feeling of sticking to the palm of his hand.

"What's going on?" Zhang Luo stared curiously at the ring in his hand, and then suddenly thought of something:

――Could it be that what you are currently seeing is the so-called "spiritual vision" effect?

Realizing this, Zhang Luo casually put the ring on the coffee table and walked quickly towards the bedroom that had been transformed into a study by himself.

-- The house he rented, that is, Room 401, Building 3, Paradise Community, had a major murder case: four young people who had rented this room before him were all killed in one night.

It is said that the tragic situation at the scene at that time made the old policemen who had been handling the case for many years unbearable to witness, and several newcomers who had just become policemen at that time vomited so much that they did not dare to enter the house at all.

Because of this, after that case, the house was idle for a long time and could not be rented out, even if the price dropped to an unusually low level, it was completely unwanted, until Zhang Luo became a new resident, and it was always idle.

The reason why Zhang Luo became a tenant here is naturally not entirely because of the low price, but also because of the murders that have occurred here.

After moving in, he tried to perform séance rituals and set up infrared cameras in the room to photograph ghosts, but to no avail.

However, if you are currently in a state with Psionic Vision......

Realizing that he might be able to see some "anomalous phenomena", Zhang Luo immediately opened the door of the study and set his eyes on the black-shelled treadmill next to the study.

The treadmill was not purchased by him, but the "legacy" left by the previous occupants, the four young people. If there is any place in this room where paranormal phenomena can be seen, this treadmill is undoubtedly the most likely!

Striding into the study, the large bookshelves on both sides of the wall revealed a faint sense of oppression, and the treadmill was still the same as usual, and there was nothing abnormal. That's when ......

Zhang Luo suddenly heard a voice behind him that shouldn't have appeared:

"Aren't you sleeping yet?" The voice was like that of a very young man, and there was a hint of impatience in his voice.

"What time is it? We're going to be high until dawn tonight! This time, the voice came from an unoccupied study.

"Hey, go to sleep, I'm sleepy." Behind him another unusually low male voice sounded a little rough.

"Your uncle......" Several people who couldn't reach a consensus suddenly quarreled.

But at this time, Zhang Luo was stunned in place, and there seemed to be a flame of excitement in his eyes:

Could it be the voices of the four residents? Did you hear what had happened before?

Different from the literal meaning, the touch of my own palm just now has proved that "spiritual vision" not only affects vision, but can also affect the sense of touch. If this is the case, then hearing the voice of the deceased is undoubtedly part of the vision!

Realizing that he might be about to find out the truth of the unsolved case, Zhang Luo resisted the urge to cheer and continued to listen to the quarrel of several young people who did not exist.

But as if discovering his presence, the voices of those people suddenly disappeared.

"Damn, what's the situation?"

Just as he was about to enter the state, he found that the spiritual vision had disappeared, Zhang Luo couldn't help but curse, and then he noticed that the mobile phone in his pocket vibrate.

"Who?" He took out the phone and put it to his ear and asked angrily.

"I'm Freddy~" There was a gloomy voice on the other end of the phone.

"Oh, Freddy, what are you looking for me?" Realizing that the guy on the other side was the guy who could kill people in his dreams, Zhang Luo's voice was a little softer - after all, everyone belonged to the same organization, and it would be no good if they froze.

thought that Freddy would say something he was interested in, but the other party's next words made Zhang Luo suddenly disappointed:

"Do you have any plans to make a cameo appearance in the movie? We're missing an Asian actor. ”

"What are you kidding? I don't have the slightest interest in this. Zhang Luo sighed.

As he spoke, he was about to hang up, but he heard Freddy hurriedly say, "Listen to Frankenstein, you're interested in the unknown, aren't you?" ”

"So what? I didn't have any interest in the filming of the film. Zhang Luo shook his head.

"No, no, no, you may have seen the set of a normal movie, but I can assure you, you have never seen a real horror movie made in a way." Freddy accentuated the phrase "horror movie": "Don't really want to come?" ”

"Well, you win. How do I get there? Zhang Luo didn't say a word and immediately agreed.

――It sounds like Freddy's "horror movie" and his own impression of horror movies are completely different things.

In that case, I'm on vacation anyway, so I might as well go and have a look...... (To be continued.) )