He blasted the door open, and the stench hit him. Rick frowned and strode into the room.

What catches your eye is the garbage piled up all over the house. Judging by the ceiling decoration, the house should have been beautiful, but now the floor is full of rubbish and heaps of garbage, and the floor and furniture are not visible at all. It's not just household waste, most of it is magical waste that should be handed over to the Fourth Incinerator.

Rick thought of the "no rubbish" rule, and he would probably soon learn why it was in place.

He climbed the mountain of garbage, crawling in the space between the garbage and the ceiling, the magical energy oozing from the old magic weapon irritating his skin and making him uncomfortable.

Climb through the hallway and into the living room. Seeker observes household garbage in a delivery container. Some were overmolded, leaving only traces of mold erosion, and some were quite fresh and didn't grow anything.

The chances of the fat cat supervisor still alive have increased.

Syk crawled past the dusty chandelier and crawled toward the room.

A cliff appeared in the mountain of garbage, and Syk jumped off the cliff, stepping on a rotting carpet with only a few fibers left, and the bedroom door in front of him.

Rick pressed his ear to the door panel. The voices of a man and a woman came from inside.

"I love you, you are the most perfect woman in the whole shijie. The male voice said.

"Ahhh

"Sweetheart, you're so beautiful!"

"Again, no! I still want it!"

"I only love you in this world!"

"I'm going to die, I'm going to be broken!"

The fat cat supervisor didn't go to work, so he was busy with women!

Xi Ke hoped to wait for them to get dressed before going in, so as not to mess with the fat cat supervisor and break things. He continued to listen for a while, and felt that something was not quite right. The woman was moaning, but the man's breathing was not short, which was simply unreasonable. He continued to listen, and found that the woman's voice was just a few words, and it kept repeating, even the tone and ventilation were the same.

The woman was not human.

Syk blew up the door, and the door collapsed inward. He stepped on the door panel and entered the room, and saw a middle-aged man thinner than him, lying on the bed with a flesh-colored object.

That middle-aged man is the fat cat supervisor. He was so different from the size in the photo that it took him some time to recognize him. He was oversized, and his sagging pants were tied at his belt. Those outfits were the measurements he had before he became thinner. The sound of Xike's explosion was so loud, but he didn't feel anything about Xike's invasion, and continued to rub against the flesh-colored object.

The flesh-colored thing was an adult toy that mimicked the female body and exaggerated it to satisfy male delusions. It kept moaning repeatedly. It had been carefully cleaned, and there was not a trace of dirt on it. Even so, it looked terrible, the skin was old and hardened and cracked, the hair was broken and thin, and the eyelids on one side of the eye were missing. It's obvious that this thing should be thrown away. Rick suspected that this thing, as well as the magical trash outside, had been embezzled by the fat cat supervisor from his place of work.

Although he had known for a long time that such a thing would definitely appear in commercial magic weapons, Xi Ke had never dismantled it before, and it was really a surprising first encounter. He ignores adult toys and focuses on the fat cat supervisor.

"Director, I need you to sign the papers!" shouted Syke.

The fat cat supervisor still didn't respond. He just kept complimenting adult toys on how beautiful and charming they were.

"Listen to me!" Rick stepped forward and grabbed the little hair left of the adult toy, trying to drag it off the bed.

"Don't touch her!" Director Fat Cat's godless eyes widened suddenly, and he bounced up like a leopard, his fingers flaring at Rick's neck.

Xi Ke waved away the fat cat's supervisor with one hand, and pulled out the sacrificial knife with the other. There was a soreness at the place where it touched the fat cat's supervisor's hand, like an electric shock. Only then did it occur to Xi Ke that according to the rules, the employees of the fourth incinerator were all mages, and of course the fat cat supervisor was also.

The fat cat supervisor muttered a muttered incantation, and lightning flashed from him and ran through the room. Light bulbs burst, long cracks appeared in the walls, and cement blocks sprayed indiscriminately. Nick swung his sacrificial knife to cut through the spell energy, and with a pull of his hand, he channeled the lightning through the window and into the outdoors. Lightning erupted towards the sky, and the subsequent spell energy opened a hole in the clouds, and the blue sky could be seen in the middle. If Wick hadn't gotten the spell out just now, eighty percent of the roof of this room would have risen into the air.

Xi Ke took two big steps, and suddenly approached the fat cat supervisor, the sacrificial knife was against his neck, and with a little force, he could take the fat cat supervisor's life. Xi Ke gritted his teeth, withdrew his sacrificial knife, and kicked the fat cat supervisor. The fat cat supervisor fell backwards and hit the window, and the shutters made of thin wooden planks had just been passed through by the electric current, which could not support the weight of the fat cat supervisor, and all of them crackled. The fat cat supervisor planted out the window.

Rick chased to the window, leaning forward and clutching the edge of the window to look down, and while he was still looking for someone, a pair of rough hands suddenly grabbed his neck from behind. He stabbed the assailant standing behind him in the abdomen with a sacrificial knife, but the other person did not respond. Xi Ke felt that it was difficult to breathe, so he turned his knife and directly cut off the opponent's finger, which did not hurt himself accurately. He quickly turned to face his attacker, eight stiff severed fingers writhing on the ground.

The adult toy stood in front of Rick, his thumbs outstretched. It didn't use any muscles in its body when it stood, it didn't put its weight on its feet, and it didn't look like a human when it stood up, more like it had a line attached to the ceiling on its head and hung it there.

It is manipulated by the Spirits.

The mountain of garbage outside the door began to tremble, and the garbage slowly climbed onto each other, assembling into larger forms.

Rick pulled out a packet of water. The bag of water was red in the sun. It was the blood he had taken from the defrosting bowl of the meat cubes in the kitchen fridge, and there was probably rice wine and minced garlic in it. Although it would have been more ideal to just take the meat as a sacrifice and cast the spell, then his next meal would be very unsatisfactory, so Xi Ke didn't touch the meat.

He pierced the bag with his sacrificial knife, which absorbed the blood and did not fall to the ground.

"I hear your voice, whispering spirits from underground. You suppress the desire to devour, and I am here to liberate!" Rick chanted a spell in Soni, a language that sounded like the sound of stone knocking, pulling the spell energy toward his sacrificial sword. With a long roar, he uttered a mantra from Zuihou: "Swallow this place into your belly!"

From where he was standing, the wooden floor was lifted up, rolled up like a whole carpet, wrapped in adult toys, and moved on, rolling up all the garbage in the room into a large ball that looked like a bud the color of wood.

The bud stayed in the living room for tens of seconds, and suddenly steam erupted from the center, the petals collapsed and collapsed, and the broken wooden board fell to the ground. All the garbage is gone.

Rick exhaled, turned and rolled out the window to find the fat cat supervisor. The fat cat director was now huddled with his face to the ground, holding his head and shaking.

Rick patted him on the back and asked, "Are you okay?"

The fat cat supervisor just asked repeatedly, "Where's sweetheart, where are you, my sweetheart?"

Vick had no choice but to call the horse out again, tie the fat cat supervisor to it, and take him to the hospital.

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The doctor's initial diagnosis determined that it was a magical injury, so the fat cat supervisor transferred him to the Staff of Light Special Hospital, and Xi Ke followed. The specialist in magic injuries at the special hospital judged that the fat cat supervisor had been hit by the "charm spell", because the spell was deeply rooted and needed to be hospitalized for long-term treatment, and the hospital notified the fourth incinerator, so Xiao Ballast also rushed over.

The two and the doctor stand next to the fat cat's supervisor's hospital bed and discuss the condition. The fat cat supervisor has been struggling to escape to find his sweetheart, so he is tied up and hung by the five flowers, in short, to deal with the problem of chronic malnutrition first.

The doctor listened to Syck's report and said in a deep voice, "Another black-hearted commodity victim. I don't know how many times I've dealt with it over the years. The doctor's face was expressionless, but his tone betrayed his disgust for the bad businessmen, "There was a wave of peaks a few decades ago. At that time, the Staff of Light was heavily punished, and all the mage licenses of the participants were revoked, and then it was relatively reduced, but it still appeared. This kind of unconscionable businessman will probably not disappear until the end of humanity.

"Some commercial magic grooves do not have a leak-proof structure, resulting in many cases of energy burns. For the sake of gimmicks, a large number of spells from different systems are stacked together without interaction testing, and as a result, the functions of the product are diversified, but the problem of effect deterioration is easy to occur, and there are even cases of explosions. Even worse, they hide spells that aren't listed on the spell ingredient list, and they're dangerous spells. Some spells will make people want to collect the same goods in large quantities, some will destroy people's ability to control their desire to buy, and some will make people feel that only that brand is trustworthy, and panic when they see other brands.

"This patient encounters a spell that makes people feel so possessive of the product that they want it so much that they have to buy it. Those people cast heavy spells, and it would take at least seven sessions to remove the effect. 」

"In the fourth incinerator, we will still encounter the poison of the past. Xiao Zhen suddenly realized. Even if the Staff of Light catches an unscrupulous merchant and the goods are collected on a large scale, there may still be uncollected goods left in the warehouse of the house and thrown away after many years of cleaning. That's the real reason why the Fourth Incinerator prohibits the embezzlement of garbage: to protect employees from hidden spells.

"Yes. Second-hand magic goods have a similar danger. This is the reason why the Scepter of Light prohibits the resale of magical goods by ordinary people. The doctor said, "I still remember that at that time, some manufacturers even used human materials, and there was a lot of trouble. 」

Xiao Ballast also mentioned this matter. Rick thought for a moment and asked, "I don't think that's reasonable. 」

"Huh?" Xiao Ballast looked at Rick.

"Human materials are not easy to use at all, and criminals like to use human materials only because of superstition and because they think it is very special. How could a businessman who is so pragmatic as to have no conscience choose such a high-risk and hard-to-obtain material?" said Nick. If it's cutting corners and replacing hard-to-get materials with rotten materials that are easier to obtain, Syke will believe it immediately.

The doctor said, "I don't remember very well, it seems that there is some reason why we have to use human materials. 」

Rick recalls what he had seen in the kingdom of the Spirits, where the Queen of the Spirits was a giant human skeleton. Regardless of the magical effect that the manufacturer is trying to make, it is possible that the fact that the human body material has been used is true to create such an image. The Fourth Incinerator was not intended to dispose of human bodies, but the old magic artifacts containing human materials were still brought in. Because it was not written on the spell ingredient list, it may have been too long, and the staff did not know that kind of product for a long time, so the human body materials and the spells constituted were sent into the main furnace together, creating the current situation - Mutant Spirit.

The nurse directs the family of the fat cat supervisor in. His wife threw herself on the bed and cried and said, "You keep telling me not to come, how did you come to be like this?" She looked up and asked Rick, "What made him like this?"

Xi Ke didn't dare to answer truthfully, so he had to shake his head and shrug his shoulders, and withdrew from the ward with Xiao Zhen.

"It's an occupational injury, and the Staff of Light will take care of him. Xiao Zhu said as he walked. Otherwise, psychiatric treatment is very expensive.

"When will the incoming director arrive?" Rick only cared about that.

"At least a week. Xiao Ji replied.

That wouldn't be enough time to stop the spirit!, Nick scratched his hair and asked, "Is Seren alright? Does he have a shift for me?"

"Yes. Today I took him down to the pit to dismantle the beast magic weapon. He was a good learner, a quick learner, and learned the whole process. 」

Rick didn't think Serian was a studious man when it came to magic, otherwise he wouldn't have refused to listen to jargon in the Soul Kingdom. There must be some reason why he is so abnormal: "Which mimic beast did you tear down?"

"Unicorns. It took me a long time to convince him that it was just a simulated beast, not a well-known sacred beast from another continent. And it will assume that everyone who approaches it is a virgin, lest anyone cause a family revolution. 」

Vick mentally counted the remaining beast-mimic artifacts. There are also Charizards, Birdbores, and Spider Spirits.

They walked through the outpatient waiting room. There are a lot of patients waiting to see the "Magical Injuries Department". It's easy to tell who is a fellow of the Seal. Even if the insider's whole hand is wrapped in a bandage (not blood, but some kind of purple mucus) and a whole large mushroom grows on his back (judging by the appearance, it should be chicken shredded mushroom, edible), he still chats with his peers and exchanges injury experiences. Ordinary people just have a small smoking and swollen bag in their hands, and they are so nervous that the whole family goes out to see a doctor. All you need to do is go to the Potions Bureau and buy a basic ointment to wipe it off.

Although it is slow, the use of magic weapons is becoming more and more popular, and more and more people are appearing in such places. Fortunately, the Wad of Light had the foresight to prohibit the sale of magic scrolls to people who did not have a mage's license and did not take a spell course, otherwise more people would have been injured. Although there will still be a leak of mage's relatives and friends, it is much better than a full-fledged sale.