When less than a tenth of the bone-tenth of the bone-buried sanctuary was reclaimed, a rift to the darkness resurfaced in Huaishi's chest. His whole being has returned to its former 'hollow' state.

The interior of the body is filled with darkness.

And just under the thin quilt, his right hand opened, and a pitch-black feather silently appeared.

From the cage of dreams in the distance, came the gift of the Iron Crystal Seat.

This is the limit of what the Bone Burial Saint can convey under the blockade of the seals now—essentia feathers weighing less than 0.1 grams.

At Huai Shi's fingertips, the ethereal and lifeless feather was covered with a layer of light, looking so elite.

It was not a essentia qualitative change that belonged to Huai Shi, but an alchemy from the Iron Crystal Seat

He extracted the poison of the Rotten Dream from the Dream Cage and reprocessed it with essentia and spells, woven it into a small seed, and implanted it into the feathers of the Yin Raven.

A 'bubble seed' woven by the chief engineer himself.

In order to ensure the smooth transmission of the bone-buried sanctuary, the nature of the feathers cannot be changed, and it is not even possible to remove the feathers during this period, so the complex techniques of living alchemy can only be used, taking into account both durability and ease of use.

This profound attainment in essentia and spell science made Huai Shi breathtaking.

Now, without warning, a fluttering feather appeared in the cage.

Turned into a balance that is enough to pry the balance and reverse the weight of the situation!

Huai Shi smiled and clenched her five fingers.

The gray-black feather crumbled at the fingertips, turning into wisps of thin mist, silently dissipating into the air.

In the silence, Huai Shi raised her eyes slightly, listening to the footsteps of the guards patrolling in the distance, distinguishing the distance and characteristics.

"Excuse me, can I turn on the air conditioner?"

When the guard walked outside the door, Huai Shi suddenly made a sound.

He raised his hand and tugged at his neckline, smiling at the familiar guard: "It's a little stuffy, I can't breathe, don't you think so?"

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About half an hour later, the guard on duty stepped out of the elevator and hurried upstairs. But he was stopped by the checkpoint.

"Hey, don't forget to swipe your card. The Outer Warden raised his eyes from the Sudoku room, looked at the anxious guard, and reminded, "You don't look good." ”

"I'm sorry, it's a little uncomfortable. ”

The guard who was stopped at the back of the level smiled stiffly.

His face was indeed not very good, and he was a little red, but his background was very pale, and he looked like he had lost too much blood. Obviously, the temperature of the air conditioner is very low, but sweat can still be seen on the forehead.

The swiping action is very stiff.

After passing the verification, the man hurried away.

The outer caretaker looked at him suspiciously, not knowing what was happening, but he glanced back at the surveillance below, picked up the walkie-talkie and asked about the situation, and after finding that everything was business as usual, he no longer cared.

Keep indulging in Sudoku.

The guards who walked out of the checkpoint walked stiffly and quickly through the gates and verifications, straight up, and quickly squeezed into another elevator that did not close.

Ignoring the concerned looks of the others in the elevator, he lowered his head and pressed the button on the second floor above ground.

The elevator slowly closes.

It is about to rise, but then it quickly stagnates in place.

The elevator doors open again.

There was a hint of anger in the guard's hurried expression, but when he saw the person walking in, he quickly lowered his head.

Walking in was a blonde girl.

Liz Huttmok.

After bowing her head to her colleagues, she pressed the button on the basement floor and turned back to the guards to say hello, "It's good to get off work early today, Joe." ”

It seems that he was stunned for a moment before he realized that he was calling himself.

The guard nodded, squeezing out a smile.

A faint trace of sweat oozed from the back of his neck.

It makes people feel ...... Something strange.

The elevator doors slowly close, quickly rise, and open again.

Liz walked out of it and met the assistant waiting there in the hallway, and the two talked a few words before moving forward, but Liz suddenly froze.

Wrong!

"What's wrong?" the assistant asked.

Liz didn't speak, but a bad conjecture appeared in her heart, and her expression gradually became difficult to see.

In the elevator, the distance was close enough for her to hear Joe's heartbeat...... It's not normal to be fast, and it's related to his sluggish reaction and his subconsciously tense body.

and the faint gaze from the elevator that was cast behind her.

For a moment, she wondered if she was a little allergic.

But when she thought of Joe's position and the unusually dangerous prisoner in the prison, she had a premonition that something was getting worse and worse.

"Not true. ”

She muttered softly, turned abruptly, and ran wildly behind her.

The assistant couldn't even catch up: "Where are you going?"

"Stopping the situation just got worse!"

Liz scurried to her feet, and in an internal communication she ordered everyone to begin an urgent search for Joe's traces, while she sprinted straight for the cell section on the fourth basement floor.

Thinking of what might happen, her expression became more and more gloomy.

Even ignoring the stunned gazes of the others, he pulled out his stone-toothed sword and ran through the corridor with the speed of an ascension!

I hope it's still too late......

In less than a minute, she had already broken into the deepest prison underground, and the stone-toothed sword in her hand was blazing bright. But when the elevator door slowly opened, I didn't see the expected tragic scene.

It's business as usual.

Only six idle guards were chatting with coffee cups, and when they saw her come in, they looked stunned and hurriedly put down their cups and stood upright.

"Where's Joe?" asked Liz, "where?"

"He's just gone. ”

"What about Huaishi?" Liz's eyes widened as she saw the guard pointing in the direction of the cage.

There, a low, kind conversation was heard.

“...... So, sometimes you get overly irritable and want to use violence, it's actually because you feel that someone is intruding on your safe zone. Your rough behavior is essentially an overprotection of the ego, an over-amplified insecurity. ”

The very kind and calm voice: "Including this time the conflict between you and the Ivy League Ascendant, because the misunderstanding was magnified, it caused this kind of thing to happen.

You need to keep looking at yourself, Boehner, indulging in violence will not change your condition, it will only make you more drunk. ”

A vague helpless voice was snorting, as if choked: "I know, Mr. Huaishi, but sometimes I can't control myself. I don't know what to do. ”

"Remember what I told you?"

The kind voice sighed: "You can't indulge in those superficial and irresponsible sexual = love, alcohol and forbidden drug stimulation, Boena, you need a regular and normal life, a hobby that will calm you down and empty yourself, will those books on classical music help you after reading them?"

"Yes, yes. ”

Next door to Huaishi, the muscular and tattooed, extremely burly nightmare eye wiped tears and cried like a child: "I also dreamed of my brother last night...... He wasn't dead then, and I wasn't the same as I am now......

I don't know how long it has been since I dreamed of him, I remember we talked a lot, and when I woke up, I felt a lot calmer. ”

"Very good, Bona, you're changing, aren't you?" In the cell, Huai Shi smiled, extremely relieved: "You are getting better step by step." ”

Sensing Liz's entry, the conversation between the two was temporarily suspended.

Then, Huai Shi saw Liz with a gloomy expression and the stone-toothed sword in her hand, and couldn't help but raise her eyebrows: "Miss Liz, you finally can't help but want to hack me to death?"

"Less nonsense, Huaishi. Liz stared at Huai Shi indifferently: "What the hell are you doing?"

"What do you mean?"

Huai Shi spread his hands suspiciously: "I'm in prison, what the hell can I do?"

"Who do you think such an illusion has fooled?"

Liz's expression was filled with murderous intent, and she slammed open the cell door, reaching out to shatter the shadow left by Huai Shi. But at the moment of tentacle, his expression suddenly froze.

And Huai Shi had already flown upside down, smashed against the wall, and slowly fell to the ground.

He vomited blood in a big gulp.

Breath like a gossamer.

This is not an illusion.

It's true?

Liz was incredulous.

At the same time, outside the door, the Ivy League sublimator hurriedly arrived, and whispered in her ear: "We caught Joe, he was in the infirmary, there was no resistance, after verification, it was not someone else pretending, and there was no trace of hypnosis and any instructions in his consciousness." ”

In short, everything works.

Liz froze in place.

In the silence, Huai Shi lay on the ground, struggling to brace her neck and look at her.

It was as if he had guessed something, and his expression became extremely strange.

"Hey, Miss Liz......"

He held back a smile and asked curiously, "Do you think that Joe is pretending to be me?"

Liz's gloomy expression says it all.

Ignoring him, he turned back and asked, "What is Joe doing in such a hurry to go to the infirmary?"

"Prescribe medication. ”

The answer was Huai Shi.

He propped himself up, leaned against the wall, and his expression became contemptuous: "Miss Liz, Joe was diagnosed with claustrophobia five days ago.

Because of this illness, he made a transfer report, and tomorrow he will be transferred to the above-ground area, and today is his last day of work here...... Why don't you know as well as I do about your colleagues, or do you think even this has something to do with me?"

Claustrophobia.

Liz was stunned for a long time, but realized that if this was the reason, then everything became very reasonable, and she was just overlooked.

But looking at the man in front of her, she always felt that something was wrong.

Even if there is no reason in the slightest, she feels that this must have something to do with the person in front of her.

"What are you staring at?"

Huai Shi pouted: "Can I still make him claustrophobic? How long have I been here? I'm so awesome, why don't you talk about schizophrenia with your mouth? Or how about simply treating me as a savior and worshipping me? At the very least, it can eliminate some people's prejudice against me for no reason." ”

"Search. ”

After a brief silence, Liz gave the order.

Decide to follow your instincts.