Chapter 112 110. Vermouth's Secret Party
When my sister saw this face, she recalled the scene of that day:
"Yes, that's right! Sister, you can actually change your face."
Feng Ling didn't ask any more questions and smiled. Ended the illusion of disguise.
Everything is business as usual.
After a while, while the "brother" and "sister" were no longer paying attention, the wind chime quietly penetrated the ground and escaped, confusing and blurring their memories.
The three brothers and sisters turned back into two brothers and sisters.
The older brother was in the middle of first grade, and the younger sister was just entering the late first grade. Neither of them noticed anything unusual at all.
From beginning to end, they never realized that a spine-chilling and creepy strange incident had just occurred.
...
In a small forest more than 100 meters away from the offline trading area, behind a green tree, the boy standing with his back against the tree, using the tree to cover his figure, was none other than Russell.
After reaching the half-step second grade level, Russell can share the sight and hearing of the wind chime within a range of more than 200 meters, and communicate with the wind chime spiritually.
The actions of the wind chime just now were all remotely directed by Russell.
After a while, the wind chime floated back to Russell and got into the phone.
"Are you really buying vermouth? What on earth do the Red Order of Chaos want? The abyss summoning circle they deployed last time failed to activate. Are you planning to deploy a second one?" "But this kind of system needs to absorb the energy of the earth's veins for two or three months
. It’s too easy to find out if the magic circle fails once and then repeats the same trick? What’s more, Professor Black Amber has confirmed that apart from the gymnasium equipment warehouse, there is no second leyline node in the college." "These devil
worshipers Do you have any new plans?"
Russell's thoughts were swirling with thoughts.
...
In Professor Black Amber's private office.
"Thank you for your report, Russell. The information you provided is very valuable." Professor Black Amber lay on his desk and looked at the ghost in front of him who came to report the information.
Because he was worried that demon believers would pay attention to him from time to time after he joined the Wonton Club, and it was always inconvenient to only rely on text messages to communicate. This time, Russell used the split soul split from the wind chime to contact Professor Black Amber on his behalf.
The divided soul went through walls many times, escaped from the ground to counter-track, and then used illusion magic to disguise itself before heading to Professor Black Amber's office. Russell himself maintained control from afar.
Black Amber said earnestly:
"Child, since you discovered that Vermouth, a second-year student in the Department of Creation and Summoning, has a problem, I have sent other students to monitor Vermouth, trying to fish out from him other demon believers lurking in the college.
" But until now, no usable information has been obtained. Unfortunately, there are also risks in letting other teachers be responsible for related work because of concerns about undercover agents among the staff. "
Russell, who had received Duncan's warning a long time ago, suddenly felt something in his heart and knew what he should do.
The split soul, which had turned into Russell's appearance, said:
"How about this, I can also be responsible for monitoring the vermouth together. I am a psychic whose abilities are naturally suited to tracking and reconnaissance. Maybe I can get some important information from the vermouth. "
Professor Amber in black hesitated for a few seconds, then nodded:
"That's okay, kid. But be safe! "
After the cloned soul said a few more words to Professor Black Amber, it faded and dissipated in the air.
As a spirit clone, Feng Chime's cloned soul couldn't last too long. After using many illusions to disguise himself, Finally, the level was only the split soul of the early first grade, which almost exhausted the soul energy. It had no value of returning to the original body, so it was better to dissipate in place. ...Soon,
Russell
obtained the information about vermouth from Professor Black Amber, including His daily route of action and places he frequented. ——This information came from the students who were previously responsible for monitoring Vermouth. In the next
few weeks, Russell occasionally drove Trilobite, Archaeopteryx and other people even if they had spiritual vision, yin and yang The invisible ghost of the ancient creature secretly monitors Vermouth to see who he will come into contact with and whether he shows any abnormal behavior.
Russell himself keeps a distance of hundreds of meters from the ghost.
Even if it is half a step away , As a senior psychic, Russell will feel a certain amount of fatigue after continuously driving weaker ghosts for dozens of minutes and needs to rest for a while. He cannot monitor all day long. Although the soul energy of the wind chime is stronger, his body is
intact. As an undead creature, her main body and soul can be seen by the naked eye, and the risk of being responsible for monitoring and tracking is too high. The
task Russell gave her is to have the main body or the soul disguised as a passerby student, and be responsible for tracking and assisting in high-rise buildings. Himself.
In this attempt again and again, Russell can clearly feel that the time he can drive ghosts is constantly extending, 30 minutes, 35 minutes, 40 minutes... This comes more from his familiarity with
psychic skills and less from Consumption, rather than growth in spiritual level.
But according to the teacher in the class, continuous application of extraordinary abilities can indeed polish one's spirituality.
If the scene is suitable, the practice effect is better than immersing yourself in spiritual meditation.
Repeated tempering of spirituality In the process of polishing and polishing, Russell found that he was completely stable at the half-step second-year level.
He could absorb the second-year knowledge scroll at any time, break through the final shackles, and be promoted to a true second-year powerhouse! ... In
late
February One day.
4 o'clock in the morning.
The entire college has not woken up, sleeping in the silent night.
Very few students have seen the college at 4 o'clock in the morning.
But Vermouth has.
Compared with the positive characters, they, the cultists, always He is more serious, more dedicated, always ambitious, full of hope for life, and has lofty enthusiasm for his career.
Vermouth walks through the college at 4 o'clock in the morning.
Today, he will lurk in the college with four other people, disguised as Devil believers of ordinary students held a secret gathering.
After several counter-trackings, Vermouth entered a teaching building and walked all the way to the 6th floor. After carefully looking around, he turned a corner and opened the door, arriving at the secret The gathering place.
Vermouth smiled quietly and blended into the deep shadows.
...
The gathering place was filled with rich darkness, and the air was filled with a terrifying stench, which made people think of the filthy liquid secreted from the pores of ancient demons. .
"For those of us who are the agents of evil in the world and cultists who are accompanied by darkness, this is indeed the best gathering place. Vermouth's voice appeared in the deep darkness.
"Is this why we crowded into a booth in the men's restroom on the 6th floor and didn't turn on the lights?"
"So we also call ourselves cultists? " Vermouth
ignored his companion's nonsensical remarks and said calmly:
"Everyone is here, let's count."
(End of chapter)