The Men in Black still needed at least a month to hand over their relics, and it was extremely difficult.
After the news of Levi being killed and his disappearance spread, his enemies and allies all made their moves one after another, snatching the forces and organizations that originally belonged to the men in black. Many of them took their secrets and joined other organizations, and a large number of cultural relics were taken away.
The Nighthawks did not have enough manpower, so they could not take care of everything. He could only gather a small number of them continuously. Jay brought his own small team to various places, and Garen promised him that he would be able to handle the main body of the Black Uniform Organization's forces and members independently. In other words, the entire Black Uniform Organization would be established as a Nighthawk branch that he would be in charge of. This way, he had no choice but to do his best, after all, what he lost now was his future power.
On the other hand, Baldy went back to recuperate. His wife was originally on a mission in Europe, but when she heard that he was heavily injured, she rushed to Africa overnight to take care of him. Now, Garon gave them a break to travel around the world.
Now, the Nighthawks were under the charge of the black-haired ponytailed girl, Sandora.
While everything was still being handled here, Garon quickly rushed back to America to visit his parents. After that, he might have to throw himself into training against the Death Apostle mark.
Suddenly, a beeping sound came from his phone, it was a message.
'Where are you?'
It was a message from his dad, Emma.
"I'm still on the road, I'm not sure where I am, but it'll take at least four hours." Garon replied.
'We prepared beef, chicken, foie gras, and caviar soup to celebrate your first time coming home from university, this is a new dish that your mom tried. It tastes great with the durian salad. You'll definitely like it! '
Garon did not know what expression to show.
Soup with this name definitely did not taste good, it was all meat soup, there were no vegetables at all. And durian salad, just hearing it made his tongue feel sick.
'Your mom has been studying nutrition recently, she thinks that with a special process, most of the nutrients in the meat can be highly concentrated and put into the soup, this way it can replenish the nutrients and not fill your stomach, you'll definitely like it when you come back.'
"What about Jason, what's he doing now?"
'He went to the state university in Cannon State. If you hadn't taken the exam in advance, he would have gone there before you. By the way, after you left, Raffaele has been coming less and less. Instead, the Arisa sisters have been dropping by frequently to ask about your situation. Do you want to consider picking one of them? 'followed by a perverted expression. "I don't think Jason has a chance."
"It's still early. What's the hurry?" Garon couldn't help but think of the pair of strange sisters.
Their relationship with the Primary Colors was unclear, and they had a strange aura about them, as if they were the center of the world.
"Are they okay now?" He came back to his senses and sent a message.
'It's alright. Arisa is about to enter high school with Little Vivien. Her sister, Isaros, has a lot of suitors now. She directly announced that the minimum requirement to pursue her is to defeat her directly. Didn't you defeat her in the past? Let's go! Don't be afraid! Your mother and I will support you from behind! "
Garon couldn't be bothered with his nonsense.
"Have they been behaving strangely these days?"
'Abnormal? No, it's normal. '
"We'll talk about it when I come back." Garon finally replied.
'Alright.'
After ending the conversation with Emma, Garon quickly gave Raffaele a call.
After a short waiting tone, the call was connected.
'Garon? You're coming back? 'Raffaele's voice was still full of confidence.
"How did you know? I'm on my way back. How have you been? "
'Pretty good. How about you?'
"Not bad."
Then there was a moment of silence. No one knew what to say.
'The town has been a bit chaotic recently. You shouldn't have come back at this time.' After the silence, Raffaele continued. 'Do you want me to accompany you to walk around?'
"Chaotic? Hasn't Grano always been fine? " Garon heard something strange. He actually knew Raffaele's identity as a witch. If she said it was chaotic, then it was very likely that there was a problem.
'Some foreign criminals have entered the town. The situation hasn't been too good recently.'
"I'll leave after visiting my parents. It's okay." Garon smiled.
'How's your life in school?' Raffaele changed the topic.
"Not bad. It's just like that." The two of them fell into silence again.
"Then I'll hang up first." Garon took the initiative to speak.
'Okay.'
The call ended.
Garon suddenly felt that he and Raffaele didn't have much in common to talk about. They used to swim together, play together, live near each other, and go to school together. But now they couldn't find any interaction.
Putting down the phone, he suddenly felt a little tired and closed his eyes to rest.
"Young man, you don't look too good."
An old man sitting in the front seat turned around to look at Garon. He seemed to have noticed Garon when he was picking up something that was dropped.
Sitting in a car, a young man with an outstanding appearance like Garon was undoubtedly very eye-catching. For example, on the left seat, the two young girls sitting side by side also stole glances at him from time to time.
"It's okay. I just haven't seen enough sunlight." Garon gave a polite smile.
"Is that so?" The old man was wearing a round straw hat to block the sunlight. He was wearing a thin floral shirt and black shorts, looking like a fashionable old man.
"The last time I saw you, you were much better than you are now. I remember that you can play the violin, right? "The old man said with a smile.
"Violin?" Garon frowned. "Do I know you?"
"Didn't we meet last time?" The old man replied with a smile.
His voice suddenly trembled, distorted, and blurred, as if he was speaking in a low muffled voice.
His face started to melt, dripping down like candle oil and melting into the floor of the car. Holes of different sizes appeared on the floor of the car.
Garon was surprised to find that after the floor of the car melted, what was revealed was not a high-speed road, but a blurry mass of black.
He did not know why he was surprised by the melting of the old man's face, but he was surprised by something else.
He could not help but focus his gaze on the black hole below. He lowered his head and only saw the lower half of the old man's body in shorts from the corner of his eyes.
Strangely, when he tried to focus on the details of the floor of the bus, he could not concentrate at all. It was as if everything was a blur. There were no details, no lines, no dust.
"Pa."
He seemed to have heard a sound.
Out of the corner of his eyes, he saw the old man in front of him stand up and turn around to face him. He stood still in front of him and suddenly raised his leg to walk toward him.
Suddenly, Garen felt a sense of fear that he had never felt before.
He wanted to raise his head to look at the old man's face, but this simple action made him unable to move. He could only keep his head down.
The old man's figure was getting closer and closer. The yellow liquid dripping from his upper body was also getting closer and closer.
"What's going on?" Garon's heart seemed to be covered by a layer of gauze. His thoughts were very slow, like a baby moving by instinct. He had lost the ability to think and could only watch the old man get closer and closer.
Bam!
After a violent shake, Garon opened his eyes abruptly.
Phew …!
He leaned back on the seat and looked at the empty seat in front of him in shock. There was no one sitting in front of him. There was only a young woman sitting in the row further in front, dozing off with her head tilted.
The passengers' complaints about the shaking could be heard from the bus.
"Sorry, I didn't notice a rock on the road and ran over it," the driver apologized loudly.
Garon realized that he had fallen asleep just now. It was just a dream.
He touched his forehead and found that it was all wet.
He looked at the back of the seat in front of him carefully again. There was an advertisement printed on it. A beautiful woman was stroking her hair coquettishly with one hand raised and the other hand on her waist. She was only wearing a low-cut blue dress. There was a line of small words beside it: "Ancient oriental technology, return you pure and flawless."
Below it was a description of the various services. The main services were painless abortion and the restoration of virginity …
There was a gray stain on the word "flawless". He did not know what it was that had stained it. Someone wrote on the side with a black pen: "Asking for it!"
An inexplicable sense of humor washed away Garon's inexplicable emotions. He calmed down and touched the fabric of the back of the seat. It was rough like the material of a raincoat.
He looked to the left and saw a middle-aged couple sleeping on the seat. They were not young women at all.
"What was that just now? What would have happened if I hadn't been woken up by the shaking of the bus? " When Garon thought of this, he suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of panic. It was as if his soul was facing a huge threat.
'You must realize that you are dreaming in your dream.' AG's words appeared in his mind again.
"How do I realize that I am dreaming in my dream?" Garon recalled everything that happened just now. That unprecedented sense of danger and panic did not seem fake. If he was afraid that the inhuman thing would really touch him, then what would happen to him would very likely hurt his soul.
It was just an instinctive warning from the Soul Seed. It was not fake.
In this contact, the fellow suspected to be a Death Apostle had already made his move. That dream just now was an attack! A very dangerous attack!
Garon was certain. He took out a tissue and wiped the sweat off his forehead.
"If you want to realize that you are dreaming in your dream, then according to one of AG's methods, you can distinguish it by observing the details. Generally, the biggest difference between reality and dreams is the details. Dreams are illusory because it is based on the human's own memories. This kind of reconstruction cannot be detailed. There will definitely be some blurry details and not be presented. At this time, you should be able to realize that the environment you are in is not a dream.
Garon wiped his face with both hands. For the first time, he felt that he had no power to fight back and was ambushed by another existence.
He looked at his Attribute Pane. The number in the Spirit Pane had actually decreased …
From 2.4 to 2.3, it had decreased by a whole 0.1.
"Sure enough … The attack just now was real …" Garon saw that there was an additional symbol behind his Status Pane that looked like a dark fog.
The moment he looked up, a short and inexplicable message flowed into his mind.
'Nightmare Weakening: The fear in the dream will continue to weaken the Host's physical fitness for five days until all attributes are reduced by an average of 0.1. The curse effect is permanent and has no time limit. The method to remove it is unknown. Alert! This curse can be stacked! '
"Nightmare Weakening! …" For the first time, Garon personally felt how strong and difficult the opponent was.
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