Chapter 201: Tombstones in the Suburbs
This may have something to do with the middle-aged man who took a look at him and looked like a nobleman.
Chris used his extraordinary ability as a "scholar" to instantly recall the man's height, clothing, and appearance.
At this time, Chris's mind was like a freeze-frame color photograph.
Looking at the style, he should be wearing the kind of upper-class Clark dress, I remember hearing Bonnie say that this kind of dress not only has a long production cycle, but also the silk thread used is more expensive, so only the wealthy nobles can afford to wear it.
"Well, although I can't make out the material of the black cane in his hand, the gold-encrusted sapphire on it is worth a lot of money at a glance. ”
Chris muttered as he jotted down useful information on a piece of paper.
"The height should be 1.85 meters, what does it look like...... Don't want to make a judgment. ”
Saying that, Chris touched his face, as a man, although Chris doesn't value such things as appearance, he still regrets that he doesn't have a traverser's face, after all, it's really ordinary.
"It seems that I don't have the aura of the protagonist of the harem of three thousand, and I don't have any golden fingers, but I still honestly survive in this world, which is the most important thing. ”
Chris complained about himself as he guessed why he was out of control this morning.
"Could it be that this body originally had some kind of connection with that middle-aged nobleman, so it instantly lost control the moment I saw him?
"Or is that man actually a hidden evil being? no, no, it certainly can't be, after all, it's just a few steps away from the church, and there's a demigod like an archbishop. ”
Thinking of this, Chris couldn't help but want to ask another soul in his body, and then wrote a question on the paper:
"Since you are the original soul of this body, you may sense that you have anything to do with that middle-aged man?
Then, a second after Chris closed his eyes, with a flash of golden light, "Chris" opened his deep blue eyes.
After seeing the question on the paper, the corners of "Chris's" mouth rose slightly, picked up the pen and wrote:
"Because the moment you lost control, I also fell into a state of loss of control, so I couldn't perceive everything around me. For this morning's sudden loss of control, I think it may have been someone or something that had a violent conflict with fate. ”
If Chris were standing in front of the mirror in the police hall and talking to him face to face, he might be able to clearly see that "Chris" now has bloodshot blue eyes, and his expression seems to be even more tired and weak.
In a room on the second floor, Jeffrey suddenly stopped the silver carving knife in his hand, and just now, he felt a more manic soul wave coming from upstairs.
Jeffrey's gray-black eyes flickered spiritually, and after confirming that Chris seemed to be fine, he continued to carve the intricate symbols and words on the silver sheet.
"What's wrong with me?"
"Chris" felt his spiritual agitation in confusion, and muttered:
"No, even if that man has some connection to this body, but I just came through time, and it has nothing to do with his fate, why am I more irritable than Chris. ”
In this body, the reason why two souls can live at the same time is because of the mysterious power of the golden disc, and the characteristics of the two paths of "gambler" and "scholar" in the body are divided between the two Chris.
Cognitively, Chris thinks of himself as a time-traveler, while the other thinks of himself as the time-traveler.
"Chris" clenched his fists, slowly calming his inner restlessness and stabilizing his spirituality.
In order to prevent the soul who controls the sovereignty of the body from destroying himself, he will say that he is the original owner of this body, and the body has been forcibly occupied by the foreign soul of Chris.
The purpose of saying this is to use Chris's pity and sympathy for the future.
Otherwise, with Jeffrey's ability, it would be easy to destroy himself as a resentful spirit.
What "Chris" doesn't know is that he doesn't actually have to be the real time-traveler either.
The reason for this cognitive error is that they have almost the same memory, and although they don't know what the other person is thinking, they see and hear the same thing.
And those memories on the earth in the previous life, because this body suffered a heavy blow to life within a few months of birth, for some complex reason, the memories were recopied by the golden disk.
One of the following mornings, one of Chris's souls was the first to awaken, while the other was one step behind and continued to fall into a deep slumber until a few years later, when the soul grew stronger.
One step ahead is one step ahead, so Chris kept the body in possession until he made his way to the police hall and stumbled upon a glimpse of his alter self in front of that magical mirror.
I realized that there was another soul living in my body.
The other soul had survived for a long time under the protection of the power of the golden disc, so it had roughly figured out some of its magical powers.
This is also the basis for him to take advantage of the half-hour "out" time every day to set up various nodes in this body to prepare for the competition of this body in the future.
Even before Chris became an "Arcanist", he was still able to use some of the extraordinary abilities of a "gambler", such as the kind of prophetic dreams, such as being able to see and hear some strange creatures and murmurs since he was a child.
But in the past two years, it seems that these abilities have gradually disappeared.
Because there is one thing he deceived Chris, but it is not because Chris chose the "scholar" path, but the extraordinary characteristics of the remaining "gamblers" chose him else. Rather, he found that this strange golden disc seemed to have an indescribable affinity for the extraordinary properties of the "gambler" in his body.
So at the beginning, he slowly tried to occupy the "gambler" characteristic in his body, and finally succeeded in making the "gambler" ability no longer appear in Chris.
He was gambling, betting on the Golden Disc to choose the person who would become the "gambler", or rather the soul.
As it turned out, he made the right choice.
From the moment Chris drank the potion and became an Arcanist, he immediately became a "lucky man"!
Without any digestion and play, he became a "lucky man" with full ability, which is the powerful power brought by the golden disc.
So he carefully hid it in the deepest part of his soul, and only when Chris reached Sequence 7, perhaps under the powerful spirituality, would he discover the existence of the golden disk.
And when the time comes, it will be time for him to launch the snatching of the body, which is also something he has been quietly preparing and planning since he woke up.
Because of living in a closed environment for a long time, the personalities of the two are very different.
In this kind of choice about life and death, he cannot be allowed to have a little compassion.
After about half an hour, Chris opened his eyes and, after seeing the answer on paper, burned it with flames.
"Have you met a person or thing that is in a violent conflict with fate?"
Thinking of the middle-aged aristocrat who stared at him at the moment of loss of control this morning, Chris took out the "greedy money" from his pocket with the mood of trying, and after feeding a gold coin in pain, he began to perform dream divination.
"Who the hell is that man?"
"Who the hell is that man?"
......
But after a few minutes, Chris still didn't feel any sleep, and it was clear that this time the divination had failed.
"Well, is there too little information? ”
Then Chris shook his "greedy for money" and shouted with a frown:
"Hey, you're going to spit it out for me, hey!"
After seeing that there was no movement in the pocket watch, Chris had no choice but to put it in his pocket, and he didn't see that at the moment he put it in, the hollowed-out one-eye on the watch cover was rolling his "white eyes".
In the afternoon, in order to relax and stabilize the potion in his body, Chris wandered the streets alone after handing over the antidote and anti-venom serum to Barnard.
Because now not only does he have a weekly salary of 3 pounds, but he can earn 14 pounds just from the medicine, and after all, he has a profit of 11 pounds, after all, the antivenom has almost no cost.
So Chris, who is a little richer, is not as poor as he used to be.
When I passed by a jewelry store, I chose a pearl hairpin for Bonnie as a small gift, after all, the little girl has been working hard in the hospital lately, especially her kind of trainee doctor.
Passing by Mrs. Carol's Dessert Shop, Chris goes to buy some sweets and chocolates, but fails to meet Ms. Caroline.
But this is also normal, Chris thought to himself, that witch must be an important person in the "Gate of Hades", how can she be like him, idle and bored, wandering the streets.
Not long after Chris left, a beautiful lady wearing a blue ruffle dress with an excellent figure walked into the "Mrs. Carol's Dessert Shop", it was Caroline Carol.
About ten minutes into it, Caroline left alone.
Caroline, wearing a blue gauze hat, walked gracefully down the gray streets, because most of the people were now working, so there were not many pedestrians on the streets.
Despite her outstanding appearance, it was as if the pedestrians on the street were unaware of her, and with her extraordinary ability, in just a few minutes, Caroline traveled from Belland Street to a cemetery near Hartbury Street near the suburbs.
Chris comes here once a year because it's where his adoptive father, Cole Simon, is buried.
Next to him, of course, are the tombstones of his wife, Julie, and son, Lane.