As it turned out …
Tong Mu had been hating his superior, who had been scolding him all day long.
On the second day of the fortuitous encounter, he slammed a resignation letter into the fat boss's face and strode out of the office.
Then, he took Fang Xian with him and began to frequent Haig City's hospitals, funeral parlors, and other places.
The notebook could devour the spirituality of the dead around it. It was unknown if it was its own ability or if there was some other reason.
But the results were very gratifying.
With Tong Mu's hard work, in less than half a month, thirteen magatama marks on the notebook were lit up.
In the rented apartment.
The environment was small and isolated, and the soundproofing was very poor.
Only the cheapest foreign workers would live in such a place.
Tong Mu's expression was solemn. He lit the candles, set up a ritual, and placed the notebook in the center.
"With great power comes great responsibility … There must be a reason why I obtained this book … I want to solve that matter!"
He muttered to himself and began to divine. "The root cause of what I encountered that night, the root cause of what I encountered that night …"
In the notebook, Fang Xian rolled his eyes. "I didn't expect … to meet a messenger of justice? Maybe … he just wants revenge? "
But no matter what, he had received ten times the spirituality of the other party, so he naturally didn't mind spending a portion of it to divine for him.
In the Blood Spirit divination, a phantom appeared in front of Fang Xian's eyes.
It was an old apartment building. The scene kept zooming in. In one of the rooms, an old-fashioned radio was emitting a strange sound.
"The level of this strange item isn't high. I can even easily divine the root cause …"
Fang Xian muttered to himself.
He realized that his divination ability was the best way to solve the strange root cause.
If he could figure out the strange killing pattern and find out where the root cause was, perhaps even an ordinary person could easily deal with it and take it in!
After completing this matter, he saw that there was still a lot of "left" in the divination, so he immediately began to divine other things.
"A plan to transform Beyonders with special traits …
"Using the conflict of different traits to create a true Beyonder …
"The plan is feasible!
"It's just that … I need two sets of special traits, or even more, and I need the perfect ratio. The requirements are very high …
Fang Xian gasped.
Reality proved that ordinary people simply couldn't withstand the instinctive impact of a special trait.
Unless two or more of these characteristics were used to restrain each other and form a balance, then ordinary people would be able to control them.
Only weirdness could restrain weirdness!
However, there was also a huge flaw in this. It was impossible to achieve a perfect balance by simply finding two characteristics.
On the contrary, most of the traits could not be balanced.
Just like how scientists needed tens of thousands of trials and errors to research a new material, Fang Xian also needed a lot of experiments to achieve this balance.
This was a paradox!
The previous experiment had resulted in something as strange as Bei Kuo. If there were a few more experiments, the world would probably be destroyed!
"So … I can only rely on divination! Although I will be disturbed by some strange things when I want to see the truth of this world, I am still very confident in such a small matter … "
Fang Xian began to use some of the characteristics he had on hand for divination.
Slowly, a conclusion emerged.
"Two traits won't do. I have to use three!"
He drew a triangle in the dark space. There were many symbols around it, forming a very stable structure. "Only with this structure can I build a relatively stable Beyonder foundation!"
"Hmm, I feel like I might have figured out the true way of advancement? The path of Transcendents in another world? "
Fang Xian looked at the triangle in front of him and placed a few traits on it.
After several divination experiments, the results were out.
"The trait in my hand, the No Circuit, is very compatible with the raincoat's trait … As long as I divine one more corner, I can form a stable … Beyonder substance?
"But I have use for both of them. It would be a waste to give them to others. I'll try using the other low-grade traits first …
"I can't even form a stable iron triangle … I can't even gather two corners …"
Fang Xian looked at the candles outside that were about to burn out and quickly performed one last divination.
The next moment, he once again saw the apartment from before and the old radio.
Apart from that, there was also a small team from the Secret Service that had entered Haig City. One of the team members had black eyes, a round face, and was slightly plump.
Finally, there was a special characteristic in his hand, which was separated from a broken cup filled with blood …
"Success!"
Fang Xian's Essence Soul fluctuated.
…
Meanwhile, in the outside world.
Tong Mu, who had been waiting anxiously, finally saw dark red words appear on the notebook.
"Sunset Apartment, Room 504, Radio."
"What does this mean? Could it be that the root cause of all the things I encountered is this radio? "
Tong Mu's eyes slowly widened.
However, in his heart, he still decided to take a look.
…
Just as Tong Mu made up his mind …
In the Secret Service branch of Haig City.
A young man with black eyes and a round face knocked on the door of an office. "Captain, are you looking for me?"
"Yes."
The captain inside was a middle-aged man in his thirties. He had blond hair and was in the prime of his life. Upon hearing this, he said, "Jarvis, as the third seat of the training camp, I have high hopes for you. I hope you won't disappoint me … We've been under a lot of pressure recently!"
"Is it about the destruction of the Lightless Society's headquarters?" Jarvis asked thoughtfully.
"That's right … We suspect that the leader of the Lightless Society, Simon, did some dangerous experiment that led to the destruction of the entire Lightless Society … Before this happened, we didn't even know that they had built their headquarters right under our noses …"
A trace of anger appeared on the middle-aged captain's face. "Don't they know what kind of disaster it would bring if the Bizarreness were to explode collectively?"
"Fortunately, the destruction of the Lightless Society didn't cause a large number of Bizarreness to go out of control …" Jarvis said softly.
"This is something I'm preparing to investigate. Although the Lightless Society isn't as powerful as us, they still have many swordsmen. With so many Bizarreness, how could they all disappear after the death of their higher-ups?"
The middle-aged captain said, "As for you … Settle this first."
He handed over a document.
Jarvis took it. After opening it, he saw a picture of an old residential area.
"This Bizarreness, codenamed Bizarreness Sound, happens to be restrained by the 'Silencer' you have … I'll get Linda and Da Quin to help you!"
In fact, this was due to the lack of manpower in this branch. Otherwise, the captain would have wanted to follow along.
After all, dealing with the Bizarreness was very dangerous. One careless mistake could lead to death.
For example, the second seat above Jarvis, Ivy, had died in the Bizarreness Rain. It was completely unreasonable.
Jarvis's eyes moved. The black boxing glove on his right hand tightened.
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