Finding Anderson is a very simple task in form, but a bit difficult to perform.

Although Anderson's initial mastery of the "telepathic link" ability allowed Douglas to roughly perceive the other party's position, the appearance of an outsider's face on the streets of Yetonave was very conspicuous and easy to spot.

Nodding at Vanna, Douglas hesitated before leaving, but said to Old Man Ilya, "This is not a problem you can solve, it's safer to go home quickly." ”

The old man did not look up, nor did he let go of the sword in his hand, and said in a hoarse voice, "I will not go." ”

After taking a deep look at the old man, Douglas didn't persuade much, turned around and walked out quickly, and began to think about how to find Anderson.

Soon, he figured out a solution: Yetonaif was a more developed city, most of the buildings were three or four stories high, and walking on the roofs of the buildings with the help of "wriggling hunger" was enough to avoid most of the sight.

Back in the dormitory area, Douglas saw from a distance that the door had been closed when he entered, and there seemed to be church personnel on duty outside. This was certainly not a problem for the "master of tricks", and with a quick turn, Douglas crossed the small stone-bricked plaza between several dormitory buildings, and was about to go around the side wall to go out, but in front of him he saw Evan coming in the same carriage.

The latter was holding a bulky camera and gesturing at a nearby mountain range, and with a loud "click" and exaggerated flash, a photograph slipped off the lower end of the machine — reminding Douglass of his roommates who used to mess around with Polaroid cameras.

Naturally, Ai Wen saw him when he picked up the photo, and greeted him in a friendly manner: "Are you taking a walk?" ”

"Hmm."

Douglas had no intention of talking to him, and continued to walk out with a perfunctory response. Fortunately, Evan didn't follow up, just fiddling with the camera to himself. It wasn't until he walked out more than ten meters away that Douglas felt a flash of light behind him, and when he looked back, he found that the other party seemed to have just pointed the camera at himself and took a picture.

Seeing him turn around, Ai Wen happily held up the photo to signal, and he didn't have the consciousness of taking a secret picture at all.

…… You wait, I'll secretly go and burn all your photos in the middle of the night. Although he was not very comfortable, he didn't want to entangle with the other party because of this kind of thing, so Douglas finally decided to postpone the process, at least for now, it may be that an extraordinary event at the demigod level is definitely more important than a photo with only a back and no face.

Climbing over the wall and following the hints of the "Psychic Link" and the broken branches on the side of the road as a cane, it took Douglas more than half an hour to find Anderson's location - all the extraordinaries were housed inside a church school, only two blocks away from the Cathedral of the Swordblade, much more heavily defended than the coal mines on the outskirts of the city.

Douglas, who was squatting on the roof of the apartment building across the street, waited patiently for a moment, and had a brief understanding of the layout of the internal and external defenses, before trying to use the "wriggling hunger" to enter the spirit world, and after confirming that the corresponding coordinates were not protected in the spirit world, he directly "teleported" himself in.

This time it wasn't a rooftop, but an empty classroom. Douglas was able to appear in the classroom, and he felt a sense of detachment from the blackboard, the lectern, the desks and chairs, the cleaning utensils in the corners, and the lockers at the back of the classroom.

Douglas glanced out the window at the playground, where Anderson was next to the basketball court, chatting and laughing with a few mercenaries who looked like mercenaries.

And because they were talking so passionately and passionately, they felt that they were about to develop into a group, and several of the guards unconsciously gathered on Anderson's side, ready to settle the dispute.

It's hard to say whether Anderson's move was intentional or unintentional, after all, Douglas only got in by taking advantage of the guards' distraction, and now he can't get close to Anderson for the same reason - many ways will improve memory ability in the low sequence, and if you get closer, the guards may find out that there is a stranger here.

However, at such a close distance, the effect of "Psychic Link" is already very obvious. I saw Anderson use some excuse to get out of the crowd and walk into the school building where Douglas was, and soon heard him whistling and humming an agreed folk song into the classroom.

When the blonde pirate hunter saw him, he was suddenly stunned for a moment, and closed the door with his backhand: "Don't move yet, don't speak." ”

“？”

Douglas waited for Anderson to circle around him twice, and suddenly there was a burning sensation in the spirit, as if there was a flame burning with spiritual fuel, but he didn't feel the pain—until Anderson pressed his hand on the back of his neck, as if pulling something outward.

It feels like cutting meat alive. Douglas staggered, leaned on to the desk next to him, and asked a little dizzy, "What are you doing......

Anderson stretched out his hand to show him that in the hunter's palm lay a harmless-looking particle, like the seed of some plant.

"What is this?"

"An extraordinary plant that grows in the moonlight. This seed will take root in the spirit and sprout in a few nights, eating your brain down your spine...... Aha, at that time you are a real 'vegetative', and when you are mature enough, your head will be stretched open by more seeds, and the seeds will be sown. ”

As he spoke, he lit a hot, almost milky flame and burned the seed under Douglas's horrified gaze.

If it weren't for the demigod-level "Psychic Link" that could distribute the damage and increase the strength of the spirits of all those connected, Anderson would not have been sure to pull out the seeds all at once.

He had seen similar tactics from the rebels in the Southern Continent, and the only way to get the seeds out was before they germinated, and the victims who had the misfortune to make it germinate would not be able to see the moon in their lifetimes, and they had to stay in a sealed room at night, and even then the blood moon was very prone to mutations.

At that time, Anderson's adventure team had a number of survivors that could be counted on one hand.

Of course, because there were so many people who died, everyone's pockets were broken by gold coins when the spoils were finally divided.

If you don't think about the process, the result is actually quite pleasant.

"Don't worry, drink more water." After solving the hidden danger, Anderson dragged a chair and sat down, motioning to Douglas to relax, "This way you will grow stronger." ”

“…… Thanks, if you don't add the latter sentence. ”

Although the process was only a moment, Anderson's description was really terrifying, and what was even more terrifying was that Douglas completely failed to notice who and by what means he put the seed on himself.

This means that there is at least one Extraordinary One in the mine, that there is an unknown force, and that Vanna, who has not yet left, may encounter the same danger.

Suppressing his fear, Douglas did not delay any longer, and immediately told Anderson everything he had heard.

Anderson leaned back, pressed his chair back and folded his legs, trembling and bracing his edges, maintaining a delicate balance.

After learning about the relevant information, he touched his chin and frowned slightly: "It seems to be a little troublesome......"

In his opinion, there are already four forces with different purposes, both openly and secretly.

The first is the local "resurrectionists" who believe in the god of war, who deliberately allow extraordinary events to ferment and create tension in the city, and on the other hand, gather outsiders, which Anderson intuitively believes is some kind of preparation;

The second is the Fursak officials, who sit idly by and ignore the current situation in the city of Yetonaev, and the part of Don who is responsible for liaison with Caesar. The "Iron Cross" controlled by Einhorn, these big forces are obviously waiting for changes in the city of Yetonev, ready to be the yellow finch that catches cicadas;

The third is the "war red" represented by Anderson himself, whose sole purpose is to overturn the table and make all other people's calculations come to naught, and obtain enough intelligence and benefits in the chaotic situation;

Fourth, it is the existence of unwittingly attacking Douglas in addition to the previous intelligence.

Although both the "Resurrectionists" and the official Fursack are difficult to compete with for the Anderson team, the purpose and behavior of both of them have a certain logic to guess, and they can vaguely grasp the trend of development.

What really made him scratch his head was the fourth one who appeared inexplicably, and appeared to have no good intentions.

Whether it's against the "Red of War" or the kind of indiscriminate attack of the Southern Continent madman, it's very troublesome.

Alas, I'm not good at this kind of work...... Scratching his head, Anderson looked at Douglas.

The latter was unconsciously touching his neck, as if he felt uncomfortable anywhere, and from time to time he leaned on the windowsill in a different position, paying attention to the movements of the guards on the playground.

Before leaving, Medici told him that if there was anything he had to do, leave it to Douglas.

Because that guy will be "lucky" enough these days.

When it comes to luck, Anderson has always been a negative lesson and has little say.

So he chose to trust Medici's judgment and made his decision:

"Douglas, you stay in the mine and wait to see what happens at dusk, and by the way, have Fanna come over and check if there's any danger.

"If nothing happens tonight, tomorrow you can provoke the church members on the grounds that your partner is missing, and if they insist on not letting you go, find a place to hide and wait for our signal.

"It won't be too long, and I have a hunch that these things will come to an end soon."

Douglas nodded, and couldn't help but ask while accepting the arrangement:

"When will you be able to think of your honorific name?"

As a demigod, Anderson theoretically has a considerable range of responsiveness. However, this guy has never said his honorific name, and Douglas only has two charms in his hand to play a role in his place.

"Talk, talk again......" The pirate hunter blinked rather innocently and jumped off his chair lightly, "I'll point you a side door, and let Vana come in from that side later." ”

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He fiddled with the photos he had taken in the past few days. Some of them are simple buildings and landscapes, some are the stiff faces of local workers stained with soot, some are waitresses busy bringing wine to guests, some are three or two small children squatting on the side of the road and fiddling with glass balls, and some are elderly people with gray hair and wrinkled skin and a stiff back.

Picking and choosing, he found a newly taken photo with only one back on it. Evan picked up the picture and pinched the edges of his thumb and forefinger in both hands, as if to tear it apart, but he couldn't make up his mind.

It didn't take long for the photo to burn on its own in his hands. Ai Wen looked at the photo paper with some surprise, and in an instant, it was burned to ashes by the blazing white flames.

Since he didn't let go of his hand at all when the photo burned, the places on his fingers that were burned by the flames directly became festering, and pale yellow blisters puffed up. He seemed unaware, raised his hand and slapped his head hard, ignoring the burst of water bubbles bursting out of the slurry under the collision, mixing with the blood and running down his forehead.

"Careless......"

The remaining link was severed by an attack from the demigod, and he was now unable to follow his breath to the little guy who taught everyone to give the middle finger. Aivan's expression was a little annoyed and remorseful, but he quickly comforted himself: "Okay, remember what the priest always said to you before?" There are always all kinds of things going wrong in life, but it's better to try hard than to give up. Also, confess to the Lord what you have done wrong. Well...... Forget about this, nothing in the sky is a good thing. ”

Putting the rest of the photos away, Evan was saddened to find that there were still two hours left before it got dark. He can't wait to have fun, especially when the old knight challenges an evil spirit of the "Knight of Dawn" with his sword, and if anyone is willing to open a bet, he will even bet on the old knight.

In comparison, the simple slaughter that followed made Evan want to yawn. Once he turned his hobby into a job, it was really boring, boring, and unaesthetic, and he began to regret his choice in the first place.

It's a pity that Party A is too strong, and he won't be able to get away for a while. Of course, if this operation goes well, Evan reckons that he is only one step away from being free again.

Casually wiping his forehead with his cuff, Evan sorted out his meter in the mirror on the table, and began to think seriously: after solving the trouble, should he go to Fenerport, or should he go around Intis?