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After a moment of confusion, Crane shook his head, letting the sadness and loss disappear from his eyes for a moment. He reached into his pocket and tightened his grip on the glass bottle, feeling Dunn's soul sleeping, the familiar coolness regaining his composure.

I may not be able to attend Talim's funeral, Edward is also very familiar with Talim, and there is a high probability that he will attend, and if I go, it is likely to become a group funeral. It's too suspicious to look at from afar, maybe I can only mourn him in my heart.

Sadness is sadness, and there are more things to do in life.

For example, there is an equally immediate matter waiting to be resolved: this Monday, the tarot meeting will be held as usual in the afternoon.

The day after the resurrection of the dead, a meeting was held immediately, and this kind of thing was actually repeated.

Emlyn hadn't returned yet, and when it was time to eat, Crane's stomach squealed a few times. After a while, Fr. Utravsky temporarily ended his prayers, turned his head to the wall clock with the emblem of the Mother Goddess, and said, "It's already twelve o'clock." ”

The priest stood up and looked at Crane: "It's a pleasure to see you again, my friend. You seem to be hungry already, and if you don't dislike it, you can come to the private dining room behind the church. ”

Crane was thinking about where to go for lunch when he smiled when he heard the priest invite him to dinner. He put the newspaper aside and got up to straighten his clothes: "Thank you." ”

Emlin was not there, and there could be no one in the church, so the priest showed him the way to the dining room, sat back, and began to whisper the canons of Mother Earth.

Harvest Chapel isn't huge, and Crane made two circles around the back to find the location of the kitchen dining room. With fresh meat and vegetables on the cabinet, and a hint of cold moisture on the vegetables, it seems that the Harvest Church should have its own supply channel, and there is no need for God Father to go out and buy it. But this food is not much, it seems to be only a day's worth for one person, presumably because Emlyn White is a vampire and usually doesn't eat.

Crane boiled a pot of boiled water, and while boiling the water, he boiled the pot and fried himself a cutlet, served with some vegetables and an omelette, and a simple and caloric lunch was ready. Pouring water, Crane began to think as he ate slowly.

He suddenly thought of a way just now, the "blasphemy card" made by Russell the Great has anti-divination characteristics, and with the "Black Emperor card" with the person of gray mist, the paper angel made may be able to resist most of the divination temptations.

Correspondingly, you may have to go to the gray fog at least once a day to prevent the effect of the "Angel's Embrace" from being disconnected.

I don't think it's enough to go directly to the gray mist, maybe I have to go around in a circle, perform a ritual to summon myself, and give myself the "Angel's Embrace...... And this is just speculation, maybe the "Angel Embrace" will not have any effect at all, and I will still suddenly die one day...... But now there is no other way, as long as there is a chance, then try it anyway.

The church should be safe, right?

The church of Mother Earth God is far away in Fenerport, so she shouldn't care about small churches abroad, right? But Utravsky is the god of the Mother Goddess, will I be returned to the earth on the spot if I summon the evil god in the back kitchen of the church?

Crane said "Praise the Mother Earth Goddess" a few times, and then quickly I summoned myself, I responded to myself, and after a step into the gray mist, he did not dare to delay at all, looked at the blasphemous card in his hand, and prepared to give himself a blessing that could not have been faster.

At this moment, he was horrified to find that the "Black Emperor" card in his hand had turned strangely upside down, and it had turned ninety degrees, and Russell's face was facing up, and a pair of blue eyes seemed to be looking at him. Crane felt a chill behind him, and quickly turned the "Black Emperor" over and placed it on his right hand side as before.

Someone has been here...... Did that man leave these traces to warn me? Crane was in a cold sweat, but since he had already come up, he still had to finish the ritual hard, and he couldn't delay.

"The Point Guard Is Here"

The cascading black wings descended, and the spiritual resonance was intoxicating, but Crane regained his consciousness after a little confusion, and quickly ended the ritual and returned to his body, the whole process was probably less than a minute.

Immersed in spiritual resonance, he didn't notice that a black veil fell on his body and disappeared into his body.

I can understand why Miss Justice and Mr. Sun have respected me even more after receiving the "Angel's Embrace...... Crane woke up, reminiscing about what he had just felt, and at the same time sat stiffly in his chair, not daring to move, not daring to breathe.

After sitting for about two minutes, he did not return to the earth, and Mr. Father Utrawski did not suddenly rush in with the sword of the morning sun to kill him, and Crane gradually relaxed, wanting to praise the mother goddess a few more words, but he was afraid that the mother goddess would find out, so he had to shut his mouth stupidly.

Cleaned up the table and washed the dishes. The priest has already entertained himself for free, and he can't afford to leave it without even a little after-dinner treatment.

The priest was still meditating on the canon, and did not react when he returned. He watched and saw a dark figure running in the distance, and the vampire Emlyn White was running briskly with a suitcase, one hand still blocking the sunlight shining on his face.

Looks like I'm lucky...... Crane smiled.

He entered, first looked for the location of Father Utravsky, and then quickly approached. Crane stood two meters to the left, and Emlin stood one meter to the right, closer. Emlyn is only now on the lookout, and Crane feels a little funny, but the Sequence 6 warrior path really makes people feel more secure. The priest let the two of them stand on the left and the right like door gods, as if they hadn't seen anything.

Crane smiled and said:

"Let me verify that they are the two materials I need."

Emlyn White reached out and combed her hair, lifted the suitcase to her chest, and unbuttoned it with a snap.

The "spiritual wall" shattered and turned into a breeze through the prayer hall.

Crane, who had already turned on his vision, immediately saw bursts of strange and brilliant light, which was the spiritual brilliance of many extraordinary characteristics.

There are two small boxes in the suitcase, one is made of white tin, which is patterned and simple, and the other is a pure cardboard box.

Emlyn held the black leather case in one hand, and opened the silver-white but slightly dark tin box, the contents of which were like walnuts peeled off, yellow-brown in color, with brain textures and depressions.

As the flame flickered, it constantly changed its shape, sometimes gray and white, wrinkled, sometimes dark brown, extremely smooth, sometimes mixed with two colors, outlining a "face" without facial features.

As soon as he saw it, Crane felt that he had completely digested and integrated the potion power into himself, and there was a slight change, like a magnet encountering a different pole.

He controlled his body with the ability of the "clown", suppressed this feeling of mutual attraction, and already knew in his heart that it was the real mutated pituitary gland of the brain of the Thousand Faces Hunter.

It seems that it is possible that Russell the Great's guess in his diary is that high-order objects of the same route will intermittently and unconsciously attract low- and medium-order extraordinaries to its vicinity, and have a tendency to converge with each other......

I didn't realize it before, first, the corresponding extraordinary material grade is low, and second, my own strength is poor, and the sequence is not enough...... By the way, every time I digest the potion, there seems to be an illusory starry sky around me, and there are many lights in it, and they pull each other to try to get closer...... This may be the picture of the law of "aggregation" of extraordinary properties within the same pathway, and the greater the "mass", the stronger the gravitational pull......

So, will the extraordinary nature of similar roads conform to this law?

Crane's expression kept him looking back at the records in Russell's diary, and combined with his own experience of digesting potions three times, he roughly determined the existence of a certain law.

Emlyn White glanced at him, and seeing that Crane's expression was normal, he quickly closed the tin box and opened the carton next to it.

The inside of the carton is lined with dense cotton, and in the center lies a glass bottle that can hold 200 milliliters of liquid, half of which is empty, and the rest of the area is flowing with viscous water that changes its color with the change of light.

"Still have questions?" Emlyn closed the cardboard box.

"I'll make sure." Crane pulled out a gold coin and made it spin and jump between his fingers, as if it had a life of its own.

Zheng!

The coin bounced up, fell again, and spread out in Crane's palm.

This time, the figure is facing upwards, indicating affirmation.

Crane nodded slightly, and pulled out stacks of banknotes from the different pockets of his clothes, some in denominations of 10 pounds, some 5 pounds, and some 1 pounds.

"£1,650." Crane piled up the cash and placed it on the table and chair next to him, "The 200 you paid me has been added." ”

"Take a few steps back!" When it came to a large amount of money, Emlyn shouted cautiously.

Crane smiled and raised his hands and stepped back a distance.

Emlyn cautiously leaned over and checked the pile of cash for blank papers. After a few points, he threw the suitcase in his hand at the trade partner.

Crane was startled, and he caught the suitcase with agility and precision.

He was afraid that the glass vial would shatter and let the blood of the hunter of a thousand faces seep out.

Emlyn White took the opportunity to gather the money and quickly retreat to Father Utrawski's side.

Only then did he breathe a sigh of relief and seriously check the amount and authenticity.

Seeing this scene, Crane couldn't help but recall the picture just now, and suddenly felt a little ashamed:

He and Emlyn made the good Mother Earth Church look like the scene of an arms or drug deal......

After confirming the condition of the two materials, Crane snapped his fingers, allowing the specially separated match in his pocket to ignite, and allowing the rising red flame to wrap itself.

By the time the flames had receded, he was gone.

This is the transfer method that Crane has long thought of, without going to the street, taking the car, and omitting a lot of the process of showing his face.

Next, it's time for him to rent a house in Hillston.

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Amon stared at a place for a few seconds, feeling something slip through his fingers.

He reached out and scratched at the sky, not catching anything other than air.

"It's not like ...... But that one just now was indeed a fluctuation of divination and prayer...... There's a faint 'twist' effect, and a little bit of 'sun'? Could it be that a member of an esoteric order was praying to Zarathu? She's been insane for a long time, what can she respond to? ”

"Or is it Paris? I'll have to avoid her, but she'll avoid me first, but unfortunately, I don't see what the 'Midnight Poet' she parasitized looks like, and maybe not the Midnight Poet anymore. ”

After lying on the windowsill for a while, Amon moved back to the sofa, picked up the million-dollar Rubik's Cube and twisted it a few times, and restored six sides in an instant. He shuffled the Rubik's Cube with his eyes closed, and then used his computing power to deduce the optimal formula, and found that it was exactly the same as the method he had studied in a week.

Amon narrowed his eyes and began to analyze to himself in his heart:

My extraordinary abilities are the same as the conclusions I came to after a week of regular research (and only at my leisure and without thinking very seriously). Well, according to human logic, I extended what could be solved in a second to a week, I seriously wasted time and reduced my efficiency, and also proved that my thinking was useless, and I should be sad now.

Do you want to learn from the human effort to cry twice?

No, there are many ways to express that you are uncomfortable, and it is said that there are people who eat a lot when they are sad, so which way should I use it?

No.

Am I really sad?

Amon hissed, realizing as if he had grasped a key point. He fell backwards and sank into the couch, looking up at the ceiling and the chandelier, and asked him further:

Humans are sad because the fruits of their labor are denied, just as machines can replace people. And I think it's a very incredible thing to "learn to think like a human being" and get "the same answer as a decryptor scholar".

Are human beings sad because they feel that they have wasted their time, and the premise of wasting time is that "time is limited", my time is unlimited, why should I be sad that I have wasted time?

The natural mythical creature suddenly cleared up, and suddenly in his mind: I shouldn't be sad, I should be happy!

Amon figured it out, a smile suddenly appeared on his face, he bounced up from the sofa with a carp, happily jumped directly onto the railing of the second floor with the perfectly restored Rubik's cube, and knocked on the door of Edward Vaughn's study.

A voice came from inside the door: "Come in." ”

Amon pushed the door open, only to see Edward sitting by the floor-to-ceiling window, holding the leg of his glasses in one hand and several pages of paper stapled together in the other, squinting and frowning, like an old-time "subway, old man, mobile phone" emoji.

Seeing Amon coming, Edward put on his glasses, controlled his facial expression by the way, turned his head and asked him, "What's the matter?" ”

A restored third-order Rubik's Cube was sent to her. Amon showed a big smile:

"I did."

"This is what I restored by myself, no, after I thought like a human being, without using extraordinary abilities."

Edward raised his eyebrows, took the Rubik's Cube and looked at it, and nodded slightly.

"What's your mood right now?"

"I think I should be happy right now." Amon laughed and said, "I set limits on myself, it took some time, and I got the results I wanted, so I'm happy." ”

"Don't you think it's in vain?"

"I don't feel that way, on the contrary, I understand a little bit why you think that 'human beings have infinite possibilities'."

This answer made Eduardo look at Amon, she put the Rubik's Cube in the drawer at hand, and asked the proud Amon in front of her with a slightly more relaxed and happy expression on her face, "What reward do you want to get?" ”

"I would like to have another 'Chinese pastry', such as osmanthus cake and seafood porridge."

It seems that the previous food left a deep impression on Amon, although his preference is spicy, but he is still conquered by Chinese food, which is not difficult to achieve, Edward nodded: "Yes." ”

Amon was overjoyed, and noticed that the other party still had something to do, so he left the study happily and closed the door with his hand.

After he left, quiet returned to the study. Edward adjusted his mind and picked up the letter and papers on his lap again.

The letter begins:

"I'm sorry to bother you because of this kind of thing, teacher, I think his experiments and ideas have a lot of room for growth, I hope you can take a look at his latest research report."

And on the cover of the document are a few scribbled handwritten fonts, and there is a little dirt on the paper:

"Record of Hybrid Experiments between Broilers and Apple Trees".

TBC

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All the gifts of the gods are clearly priced, waiting for the day when they will be received.