Chapter 242: Prophetic Syndrome and Precipitator

"Ah, brother, good morning~"

"Oh, good morning, Phil. Xing Han brought the plate to the table and touched Fei'er's head, "Go brush your teeth and come to breakfast, by the way, wake up Rose." ”

"yes, got it!"

At that moment, a figure suddenly appeared in the window, snatching the slice of bread from the plate.

"That, Xinghan, this is also borrowed from me to use well, don't worry, I will pay you back later!"

Xing Han didn't even react, and the bread slice on the plate in his hand was already missing. After being stunned, he was lying on the window and just wanted to shout something, only to hear a girl's voice in the distance again: "This is a secret~"

"Secret?" Xing Han pondered for a moment, as if he wanted to ask her where she was going, "What is the secret......?"

"Brother, who was that just now?" asked Fei'er curiously as she leaned over to the window.

Xing Han said slowly: "I don't know, a strange girl, I saw her faint at the door last night, so I carried her in and fell asleep." ”

"yes, but is it okay? that kid doesn't look big, and a person is always in a lot of trouble, right?" Phil poked her head out of the window, and by this time Listia had already run away.

"It's okay, her strength looks quite powerful, and it shouldn't be a big problem. Xing Han touched his forehead, the ability to almost completely predict can be avoided in advance even if he encounters any danger, "Okay, if you don't eat it again, it will be cold." ”

"Oh, I see. Phil walked out of the room with her long silver hair, and soon there was a sound of water running in the bathroom.

Xing Han thought about it alone in the room for a long time, probably because he couldn't find the answer, before he stood up with a smile: "How can there be such a disease~"

It's Sunday, and as usual, there is very little traffic on the streets, and most of the people who haven't left here until today are ordinary people, they don't have any powers, and they can't live normally even on other planets.

"Ha~"

Funa glanced at Xinghan, who was walking beside her, and asked, "What's the matter?"

"Well, well, there are a lot of reasons. Xing Han said with a wry smile, it seems that he has not slept since he gave up the bed to Lystia.

"Ah, no wonder Brother Xinghan was out of energy early in the morning. Walla looked into the distance, looking very aimless.

A black sedan drove by the road beside him, and then met the same model of car at the next intersection, Xing Han couldn't help but wonder, it stands to reason that the imperial capital should not have such frequent traffic flow, and the two cars he encountered in a row were the same model.

"Brother, what's wrong?" Fei'er saw that Xing Han had stopped, so she turned around and asked.

Xing Han came back to his senses and smiled, and said, "It's okay, let's go, it's rare to accompany you out today." ”

"At about half past two in the morning last night, there was a fire at the dock in the northeast corner of the imperial capital, although the fire has been extinguished, but the loss of goods is ...... to the people of the imperial capital"

"Yesterday at half past two?" Xing Han looked at the news being broadcast on the LCD screen of a building, and remembered that this time seemed to be about the same time as the time he met Lystia, "What the hell happened......

"Xinghan, be careful...... was stunned when crossing the street, a black sedan drove by, if it wasn't for Rose who dragged herself in time, even if he had the power of the supernatural, he would not be safe and sound.

"Oh, thanks. Xing Han thanked him and glanced at the license plate of the black sedan with concern, different from the previous two, this is the third car he encountered today, "Why do you always have a bad premonition......

"It's because you've thought about it too much, let's go......" Rose tugged at her sleeve, but this was the first time this abnormal phenomenon had happened in the imperial capital.

After accompanying Fei'er and them to finish shopping, the time was close to noon, and there were many students wearing the uniforms of Linglan College in the mall, and they were the only place worth spending in the imperial capital This relatively large shopping mall.

"It's been a long time since it's been that easy, has it been Xinghan?" asked Funa, carrying two bags full of things and smiling with joy on her face.

"Uh-huh...... yes......"

"Hey, what's wrong Xinghan, it looks even more unenergetic than just now. Funa frowned and looked at Xinghan.

Xing Han seemed to have something crucial in mind, and lowered his head and asked, "Funa, are there any techniques in magic that can predict the future?" or, hmm...... Magic props or something?"

"Huh, so you've been caring about this kind of thing all day. ”

"Just tell me. ”

"Of course not, even a psychic can only read what people are thinking, and there is no such thing as prediction. Funa's answer completely dispelled Xinghan's thoughts, "Now, Xinghan, why do you suddenly care about this?"

"Ah, nothing, just a little curious, it's okay, let's go home. ”

yes, what the hell are you thinking, all a psychic can do is read what is being thought in her head, so is it really a strange disease for Lystia to say that her abilities are beyond the scope of magic or abilities?

"So...... Is that what you want to ask me?" Shulex crossed her legs high and leaned on the table and crossed her arms to look at Xing Han in front of her.

Xing Han nodded, Xiu Leixi's expression seemed to just know but didn't want to tell herself: "Please, Xiu Renxi, it's not an important matter, tell me." ”

"Ah, I really can't help you, okay~" Xiulex put down her sultry legs and walked with Xinghan to a room at the end of the association's headquarters that I don't know how long it had been abandoned.

"Ahem...... A large amount of dust was shaken out when the door was opened, and Xing Han coughed a few times unbearably.

When I turned on the light, I found that there was nothing strange about this room, except that there was an old-looking box on the table in the center.

"What's that?" Xing Han followed Shulex into the room, and there was a book in the corner of the room, which looked like a diary.

"The answer you want. Shulex said after opening the lid of the box.

Xing Han leaned over cautiously, poking his head into the box.

"This is ......" Xing Han suddenly exclaimed, there was an unknown creature stored inside the box, but it looked like it had been dead for a long time, but ** was not air-dried, but was well preserved.

Xing Han stretched out his hand and picked up the creature's body, and put it in front of his eyes to observe, it was something he had never seen before, and if he wanted to classify it, it would look more like a dragon, because the two wings that stretched out on its back were very similar to the legendary dragon.

"The owner of this room is Brenda Michelle, and she's a prophet. Sitting on the dusty couch beside her, Shulex reflexively stood up after realizing that it hadn't been cleaned for a long time, and walked to a place where she seemed to be able to settle down.

"Prophetic disease?"

"Well, that's what you're talking about, a rare illness in the history of mankind, it's not a supernatural or magic, it's just a rare disease, as you can see. Although it is very rare, there are many people who suffer from this disease, and they can foresee the future from birth, so the order of speech is not parallel to this time and space. ”

"And what is this?" Xing Han asked, holding up the unknown creature in his hand and pointing to its abdomen.

"Oh, that's called an angel. ”

"Hah, angel?" Xing Han couldn't help but look at the creature in his hand with a complaining eye, don't think that if you have two wings, you are an angel!

"It is a healing device for all prophetic patients, and depending on the condition of each person, there will be many unknown creatures who will run out of the other world and sign a kind of master-servant contract with them. Their general name is angels, by the way, the girl you are talking about is called Lystia, what is her angel?" Shulex asked, looking up at her diary.

Xing Han recalled for a moment and said, "It's a silver robot that's about that big, but it's broken. ”

"Robots?" Shulex closed the diary with a frown, "How can an angel be a robot?"

"I don't know, maybe some otherworldly creature happens to look more like a robot. That, Celestia, can the other Prophets contact them?" Xinghan asked, putting the angel in the box and walking over to Celestia.

"Maybe you're in contact with the enemy......" Xiulex said casually, as if she didn't want to be distracted.

"Enemies?"

"Ah, sorry, I was distracted. Shulex came back to her senses and said, "Two-thirds of the world's prophets have joined a new organization, where they are precipitators. ”

"What do you mean?"

"People who are fighting through prophetic disease, don't get involved with them, you don't want to fight that kind of guy. Silex bit her lip and said, looking like she had fought the Charmer before.

"Huh, aren't they ordinary people, what kind of battle can they take without abilities and magic?" Xing Han laughed disapprerovingly.

"When every attack you attack is predicted in advance, you know how difficult it is to fight that kind of guy......"

"Uh......" Xing Han choked up, he had forgotten the most important thing, if the other party could predict the future, then it would be a piece of cake to interpret every move and every style of his own.

"Now, where is the girl named Lystia?" said Shulex, patting her ass and standing up.

Xing Han said slowly: "She left, saying that if she continued to stay with me, she would cause me trouble." ”

"What?!not good...... It is impossible for a spell bearer to fight alone without an angel, and if he encounters any danger, he will die!"