Chapter 10 The Second Test

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Lynch followed the lady in front of him through the long hallway, where the sound of footsteps could easily be echoed, and the paint on both sides of the wall paint could have fallen off a lot of it due to damp erosion. Charms were attached to the iron doors on both sides of the corridor, and some strange noises could be heard from inside from time to time. Except for Lynch, all the children huddled together, and some even forgot to cry because they were so frightened by the eerie atmosphere that they forgot to cry.

At the end of the hallway was another hall, where an old man with gray hair and eyes sat behind a pile of bottles and cans, surrounded by a few fellows who looked like his apprentices, completely oblivious to their arrival.

The middle-aged woman stopped in front of them with her arms crossed, followed by a group of children, the apprentices were still busy, turning a blind eye, but the old man in the middle still raised his head, raised his glasses, and looked at the middle-aged woman standing in front of him with a puzzled expression.

"Ms. Percy, what are you doing here, the children in the Outer Ring are still being tested for the Flame Repeater, right?"

"It's the children left over from this test in the inner ring, and there are a lot of people, so I brought them over first. Percy explained.

"Oh, there were five of them this time, no wonder you had to let them come first. The old man replied slowly, looking at the children.

"Let's go to the room and wait, I've run out of potions for the kids who came back two years ago. The old man shouted again and again, and his hoarse voice resounded through the hall: "Jon! Where are you!"

A little boy in a white robe who was busy immediately put down what he was doing and hurriedly ran to the old man, in fact, he was not far away from the old man: "Teacher, I'm here!"

"You take these kids to the upstairs room, and remember not to mix with the group from two years ago, a little bit farther away. ā€

"Okay teacher!" the little boy nodded in reply, then looked at Lynch's group of children and waved them to follow.

"Follow me!"

A group of children looked at Percy and only followed him out of the hall and upstairs after getting Percy's permission.

Percy stood still, watching the children walk out of the hall one by one and disappear around the corner of the stairs.

"Lady Percy, excuse me," the old man with glasses spoke, breaking the silence, "are you going to stay here until their quiz is over?"

"I'll leave at once, Andrey, and you don't have to worry about me disturbing your work. There were no children of my acquaintances among them. Percy replied coldly, and turned away.

"And these children don't necessarily survive. ā€

The old man Andrei looked at the woman's departing back, pursed his lips, and began to fight again with the colorful bottles and cans in front of him.

"It's called a treatment room? It's a solitary cell. The door behind Lynch slammed shut, and he was left alone in the small house with only a chair and a lamp.

Jon led them directly to the third floor, and then involuntarily stuffed the children into the small room one by one, closed the iron door, and ignored the crying of several children, simple violence. The child who was locked in was silent the moment the door closed, I don't know if it was because the house was too soundproof, or for some other reason. Lynch was the last to obediently enter the house, looked around, and breathed a sigh of relief, after all, there was nothing strange in the house.

He sat in his chair and waited.

In such a small room, there is a chance that those emotionally unstable children will get claustrophobia when they enter it.

Leif had tears in his eyes when he went in just now, and he didn't have the precocious and calm look that the two of us had when we got along before.

Why is this chair placed in the middle? It feels so strange, as if if if you are not careful, you will be restrained by the mechanism that pops up in the chair, and then Professor Yang will pop in from outside.

Lynch was so cranky that his head became a little groggy.

I don't know how long it took for him to wake him up by the sound of the gate rattling. Lynch looked at the door.

A long-haired young woman in a white robe and a ponytail walked in, talisman paper in her hand, and a wheelbarrow-like thing parked outside the door, filled with bottles and jars, though most of them were almost empty.

She glanced at Lynch first.

"You're not crying, that's good. Now don't ask me anything, don't touch me, say you're going out or something, and we'll talk about it when I'm done. ā€

After saying that, she ignored Lynch and began to put these runes on the walls on her own. Lynch watched her work quietly until three walls were covered with rune paper. At this time, the white-robed woman waved her hand as if she was done, breathed a long sigh of relief, and pasted the last piece of rune paper behind the chair where Lynch was sitting. After she was done, she raised her body and looked down at Lynch, who was still sitting obediently on the chair, staring at her with big black eyes, no crying, nothing to do, which made her feel more good about Lynch.

"Your name is Lynch, right?" she walked to the cart outside the door, grabbed two bottles of potions, and walked back into the house, towards Lynch.

"Yes, sister, what's your name?" Lynch didn't bother with why she knew her name, but looked at the two bottles of potion she was holding in her hand, one yellow and the other blue, which looked dangerous.

The girl smiled at Lynch, I don't know why Lynch always felt that she was a little malicious: "You are very well-behaved, and you are very similar to Luo Yu, no wonder she likes you so much." Then her face immediately became serious again: "Don't delay the time, I'll tell you now what to do and what to do in this test." ā€

"If you pass this test, you'll be called a possessed, you know?"

"Yes, but why is it called the possessed?"

"After drinking these two bottles of medicine, you may feel a little uncomfortable, and then your vision will also change, but don't panic, do you understand?"

"I understand, but didn't you say it was negotiable?"

"Then there will be a spirit to help you sense the stars you saw before, and it will, well, help you by possessing into your body, and then you have to get in touch with the stars you sensed earlier as soon as possible, and its power will be able to be invested on your side, you know?"

"What spirits, how do I get in touch?"

"You'll understand when you experience it. The girl, who hadn't told Lynch's name until now, sighed and handed the potion in her hand to Lynch: "Drink." Drink the blue bottle first, then the yellow one. ā€

Lynch swallowed as he looked at the boiling blue potion and the face-like bubbles that appeared and dissipated on it.

"Don't look, drink quickly, close your eyes and drink it up!" the girl next to her, who had not answered any of Lynch's questions, narrowed her eyes and urged, she seemed to be a little impatient.

Lynch simply closed his eyes and smothered the bottle of potion in one gulp.

It felt like drinking a bottle of cement, but it didn't taste good.

"Another bottle! Hurry!" the erratic voice next to him was still urging.

Lynch immediately poured the potion from his other hand into his mouth as well.

Ha, it's hard to swallow. Lynch wanted to take a long sigh of relief like he had done after drinking liquor in his previous life, but he found that he couldn't, he felt as if he was anesthetized, he had no strength, and there was a fine sense of electricity all over his body.

Lynch barely opened his eyes, but could only open a small slit, and he vaguely saw the girl take the bottle from his hand, walk out the door, glance at Lynch as she closed the door, and then sighed.

Then Lynch was plunged into darkness.

The spell in the room crackled and began to spontaneously combust, and a naked child who looked smaller than Lynch suddenly appeared in front of Lynch out of thin air, and he looked at Lynch.

At this time, Lynch did not close his eyes as he thought, on the contrary, his eyes were wide open, without blinking, and his dilated pupils stared blankly at the position where the little boy in front of him was standing. His whole body trembled, and he twitched slightly, as if he was being electrocuted.

The little boy walked slowly over to Lynch, stopped to the side, and looked at the dozens of waving arms that emerged from the right half of Lynch's body at some point. The arms struggled for a moment, then stopped when they were long enough to cover Lynch's entire body, and then they wrapped around Lynch in unison, a larva in a silkworm chrysalis.

The little boy reached out and slowly touched the arms that wrapped around Lynch.

A large amount of black mist erupted from the place where they touched.

The spells on the surrounding walls flickered and flickered, and then their frequencies converged, emitting a blinding glow that brightened the dark room again, and the spells behind Lynch's chair began to absorb the scattered black mist, and soon the black mist in the whole room was absorbed, and the spells around the room stopped glowing, and the whole room returned to its original appearance.

At this time, Lynch's arm had disappeared, and the little boy next to him had become skinny, and he also had a somewhat transparent feeling. He was no longer expressionless, and his face was full of hideousness and greed.

He threw out his hands and pounced on Lynch, disappearing the moment he touched Lynch.