Mystery Makes Me Strong

Who is going to eat your fried chicken, something so unhealthy.

The orange cat shook its fat body, found a roof that no one could climb up to, and then lay down.

No matter how Kailin called from below, it turned a deaf ear, fully showing the arrogance of a cat.

"Oh, it must be because we were busy moving these two days and no one paid attention to him, so he was upset." Kailin said apologetically.

"Okay, if he's hungry, he'll come down." Koda stroked his niece's head.

He looked at the orange cat with complicated eyes.

He went out to look for work these two days, and he heard more and more panic stories on the street.

There is a small scattered village in the outskirts, which has been completely dead, as if suffering from the Black Death. Everyone died of illness at home, and a blockade was pulled up around it.

And in this city, disasters are also happening frequently.

Ten days ago, there was a sudden heavy fog, and many people disappeared for no reason.

But the good news for him is that the price and market of security guards have skyrocketed, and he has easily obtained several work permits.

Of course, this is also because he has a family. It is very difficult for people without a family and background to get a job now.

There is panic everywhere.

Fortunately, McCann's foundation is indeed too strong, there are too many grain and meat reserves, and there are also many nearby farms and pastures, so the supplies are still sufficient.

They don't have to worry about being starved to death.

From this point of view, he felt that escaping here was not a bad choice.

Unfortunately, it would be better if he could escape to the other side of the ocean.

Thinking this way, he took his niece back to the living room from the yard.

At this moment, there was a shrill scream from outside the window.

The voice was very low, coming from far away.

"What happened?" Caroline panicked.

Koda comforted: "It's okay, it should be an ordinary shooting incident."

Usual shooting?

The big cat shook his head on the roof, yes, these days, shootings are also a common occurrence, and it is not worth making a fuss about.

It looked up, looked from a high position, and the eagle eyes activated.

I saw that the place where the screams were coming from was an intersection seven or eight streets away.

An obese woman who was walking upright suddenly fell down and let out a scream.

The people around immediately left in a hurry, no one stepped forward to check, and no one called for an emergency.

Many people have expressions of fear and anxiety on their faces. Obviously, this is not the first time they have encountered such a thing.

The tattered billboards fluttered in the wind, and the leaflets on the ground flew up and covered the obese woman.

The other party was still screaming, but did not die immediately.

However, everyone seemed to have forgotten her, and the vicinity soon became empty.

Her voice became lower and lower, and finally she died just like that.

The big cat just looked at it like that, motionless.

They don't care about themselves, do they expect to let this irrelevant person care about it?

He never took a cent from them.

That's right, he is such a person with clear grievances and grievances.

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In Dongshui City, thousands of miles away, Wen Rensheng was thinking about a problem in his study.

How to get back the source of disaster that was just captured for research.

There are two ways, one is to let the big cat run back, it will take a few days, that would be a waste of time, and this kind of thing will happen often in the future, can't we make a trip every time?

Another way is to...

Wen Rensheng rolled his eyelids and looked at his own hair.

He remembered that in one of his hairs, there was a river from the mysterious world, which was a channel.

Since the source of disaster can travel through the mysterious world, can you control it, travel through the river, and finally detain the other party in your alienated hair.

If the problem of this passage can be solved, it will be much more convenient in the future, and the understanding of the mysterious world will also be greatly improved.

Thinking of this, Wen Rensheng stood up and came to the blackboard again.

He reached out and wiped, and all the intricate diagrams on the blackboard flew up and fell into a cardboard box next to him.

The handwriting also disappeared, and the blackboard returned to its empty state again.

He wrote and drew on it again.

McCann, Dongshui, hair, mysterious world, river passage, spirit control, big cat, myself...

Nouns fluctuated in my mind.

After thinking for a while, a picture came to mind.

Connecting with a different kind of mind, he once again sensed the mysterious world—mist clusters, green dots lingering, green dots, and occasionally there are silk threads connecting them.

The green dots are scattered souls, the mist clusters are the different species of the aliens, and the silk thread is the most basic connection channel, which can transmit power and information.

Then I got in touch with the phantoms I saw and the voices I heard from the immortals, the mysterious classroom teaching, the students who were scolded as waste and were about to be burned to death...

Obviously, the mysterious world he saw now was just its surface, a very safe surface.

In the deep layer, there should be many strange monsters, and the mysterious classroom should be hidden in the extremely deep layer.

How to enter the deep layer is a difficult problem, and no reliable solution has been found yet.

But the channel on the surface can be established.

The most basic is the silk threads he saw.

Connections can also be established between the mist clusters of aliens, which is also the principle of the resonance method.

Thinking of this, Wen Rensheng faintly came to his senses.

He carefully observed the mysterious river in his own hair, pondered and pondered...

There was a faint outline in his mind.

He has a strong spiritual connection with the big cat, which can transmit information and power.

As long as it is further strengthened, the mysterious thing can be passed on.

Because the mysterious thing is not a physical substance, it can ignore the distance of reality.

As long as he figured out the structure of the river, he would be able to transform the spiritual connection between himself and the big cat into a similar river channel, so as to pass mysterious things back and forth—not limited to soul fragments, but also all kinds of disasters. origin.

And he did it much simpler than others.

Because the connection between him and the puppet is very powerful, and it is enhanced by the mysterious seed.

It is much simpler to widen it into a channel like a river.

Another week.

In mid-February, Wen Rensheng finally completed the river channel between himself and the big cat.

He closed his eyes, his mind immersed in the alien species.

A silvery river appeared in front of him, leading to the distance.

At the end of the river, there is a mass of green dots, which are his big puppet cats.

And that group of green dots was actually a fragment of his soul that he tore off, which was attached to the big cat and acted as the command center.

So puppets are not that easy to make, nor can you have as many as you want, let alone destroy them and then manufacture them on the assembly line.

One's own soul is not strong enough, one's own financial resources are not enough, and one's own strength is not enough, all of which are bottlenecks.

Stronger than others, it can only maintain the existence of three puppets at a time.

Wen Rensheng thought for a while, held back the pain, tore off a piece of his soul, and put it into the river.

The river is gurgling, carrying that trace of soul, flowing towards the big cat in the distance.

How is the distance in the mysterious world defined?

This point, no one has given an accurate answer.

But there is a saying that depends on the strength of the connection between the two parties. A strong connection means a short distance, and a weak connection means a long distance.

The so-called so close to the world, is the truth.