A stick of Bastet Metal floated into Fang Moqi's hand, while the rest were put away by Lan Mu.
Fang Moqi touched the black God Metal and asked, "How do I use this?"
"Think! Do you understand? "Lan Mu said.
Fang Moqi stared at it, his face red.
He felt like his head was about to explode, but the Bastet Metal didn't react.
"This … doesn't seem to work."
Lan Mu laughed, "It's not that simple. Most people need to train for at least three years, and they also need to be gifted."
Fang Moqi nodded and didn't mind. He was very calm.
Lan Mu saw him return the Bastet Metal, thought for a while and said, "I think you should be a gifted one, so I'll leave this with you! You can practice it when you have nothing to do, maybe you'll be able to learn it. "
Fang Moqi smiled and didn't refuse, directly putting it away.
"Where did you get these strange things?"
Seeing that Fang Moqi finally asked the key question, Lan Mu looked at him seriously and said, "These things are called anomalies."
"You can call them anomalies. They are all existences with supernatural characteristics. There aren't many of these things in the world, but there aren't too few, about a thousand of them. Some are metal, some are living things, some could be a phone, some could be a USB drive, or even a region. "
Fang Moqi was shocked, "Then Shambhala …"
"Yes, Shambhala is an anomaly. This kind of special space independent of Earth is definitely an anomaly," Lan Mu said, "Other than that, I found three anomalies in Shambhala."
After saying that, Lan Mu took out the Magic Pen and the Bronze Mirror and showed them to Fang Moqi.
Fang Moqi looked at the two things in surprise and asked, "What are they used for?"
"The bronze mirror can monitor all the humans in Shambhala, and the magic pen can create puppets. The gargoyles you encountered before were created by the king using the magic pen … In addition, the people of Shambhala were also born from the magic pen."
Fang Moqi looked at the magic pen and immediately thought of the dead members of Qianlong's team who had become the king's guard. However, he found it hard to believe that the whole of Shambhala was filled with such people.
"Remember, not all anomalies are good, to be precise, most of them are harmful to humans"
Lan Mu told Fang Moqi everything about the anomalies, including the responsibilities of Qianlong and CANC.
Fang Moqi used to be Qianlong's temporary worker, but even he didn't know about these secrets. It was easy to imagine that most humans didn't even know about the existence of anomalies.
Ever since he met Lan Mu, Fang Moqi had experienced a lot of supernatural events, so it was easy for him to accept the reality of anomalies.
Lan Mu instilled in him the dangers of anomalies, as well as the need to contain them, as well as the existence of the Blue and White Society.
"Are you willing to join the Blue and White Society? Old Fang "
Fang Moqi was so excited that he almost shouted: "Of course I'm willing!"
He happily said: "I thought that I had challenged almost all the extreme environments in the world, and that there was no place on Earth that could make me feel excited and excited. I didn't expect that at this time, you would tell me that there's another side to the world that no one knows about! And it's such an interesting side! "
Fang Moqi's ability to accept things was extremely strong, he almost instantly put himself in the shoes of an anomaly and was completely willing to join the Blue and White Society.
Lan Mu smiled. He knew that Fang Moqi would be excited. He had basically opened the door to another world for him, giving him a higher goal.
Of course, the fact that he was an anomaly, Lan Mu didn't tell Fang Moqi.
From a human's point of view, he was the most uncontrollable anomaly in the world. He didn't want to hide his identity, and he didn't dare to tell Fang Moqi.
He was afraid that Fang Moqi's reaction would disappoint him, and he was afraid that he wouldn't be able to hold himself back … and kill him.
…
Rayleigh and Charlie's group communicated with the Shambhala people, allowing them to restart their production and live a stable life.
But because of the death of the king and the disappearance of the Buddha, they believed that God had abandoned Shambhala. This place was no longer a paradise, and no matter how much they developed, the cattle and sheep would one day be eaten, the fish in the lake would one day be extinct, and the fruits that could never be picked would also disappear.
"Sh * t! You also know that there's no meaning in living? Then go die! If you don't want to die, tell us how to leave Shambhala! "
The Indian man finally couldn't take it anymore. He thought that this group of Shambhala people was a group of idiots.
Rayleigh said patiently, "How can the cattle and sheep run out? They can also give birth to calves and lambs … "
Before he finished, a Shambhala person interrupted him.
"No! The animals of Shambhala will not have the next generation, and we will not have the next generation … One day, this place will become a land of death! It will become hell! "
Everyone was stunned. They didn't expect that even animals were like humans, losing the ability to reproduce.
Thinking about it this way, it seemed that Shambhala was really going to be destroyed.
"God has abandoned us, and even the rain from the sky will no longer give the earth fertility. The grassland that has been eaten will no longer grow new grass, and the fruits that have been picked will no longer be replenished. "
Following the gaze of the Shambhala people, they saw that there was a large area of emptiness in the grassland. Many of the fruit trees that everyone had eaten in the past few days had also become bare.
Mr. Charlie covered his head and shouted, "God, in the past, the rain would revive the vegetation on the earth, but now … Is it really because we killed the king?"
The Indian man suddenly said, "We didn't kill the king!"
Rayleigh frowned and said, "What's the use of saying this now? Damn it, doesn't anyone know how to leave Shambhala? "
Fang Moqi came nearby. After learning about the situation of Shambhala, he hurriedly ran to a snowy mountain to look for Lan Mu.
Lan Mu told him that he was going to look for the exit alone in the mountains.
But when Fang Moqi searched the entire snowy mountain, he couldn't find Lan Mu.
"This guy, where did he run off to?"
Fang Moqi didn't know that Lan Mu was looking down at him from the sky.
He had already transformed. His whole body was misty, and his body was like a dream.
"Yellow … turned into something like this? What does the color represent? "
Lan Mu's misty face was expressionless. He could fly freely, but his speed wasn't very fast.
"What a strange life form, half real and half virtual …"
"But … what ability do I have?"
Lan Mu sensed the energy in his body, and with one activation, the world instantly turned dark.
In an instant, the bright and beautiful Shambhala fell into darkness. Everyone couldn't even see their own fingers.
"Ah! I can't see anything! "
"God! God has abandoned Shambhala! Even the light has been taken away! "
For a moment, the earth was in chaos. The sudden darkness made everyone panic.
The world of Shambhala didn't have a sun, nor did it have the alternation of the sun and moon, nor did it have the four seasons.
The world itself was bright, and the clouds in the sky automatically emitted light.
However, at this moment, Lan Mu had blocked all the light. The energy in his body made people lose their ability to sense light.
"I can still see the light in the clouds … but others can't. This is not a ban on light itself, but on the light of living creatures."
Lan Mu was trying to figure out his ability. Suddenly, he looked at the clouds in a daze, and a thought flashed through his mind.
"Wait … the clouds automatically emit light, isn't that an anomaly?"
He recalled that when he first came in, he was still a golden-haired mouse, and his treasure-hunting instinct had sensed three anomalies.
They were the magic pen, the bronze mirror, and something in the sky.
At that time, he thought that the anomaly was the one in the sky, but now that he had absorbed the anomaly, he found that the clouds still had an anomaly. This meant that what he sensed at that time was actually a 'cloud anomaly'.
"The clouds have the ability to emit light automatically and rain out of thin air …"
"The anomaly usually fuses with something, and it happened to fuse with the cloud anomaly, allowing the rain to have the ability to revive plants …"
"Because of the fusion of two special substances, the Treasure-hunting Mouse could only sense one … In fact, including the anomaly, Shambhala has four anomalies!"
Lan Mu suddenly realized that the exit of Shambhala was in the sky!
"That's not right!"
He flew back and forth in the sky, going up and down through the clouds.
He had searched this place several times, and his power of the Will had also searched every inch of this place. Other than clouds, there was also water vapor. If it could allow people to leave Shambhala, then Lan Mu could have left long ago!
Lan Mu was disappointed, but then he pulled himself together.
"No! This clue is very important. The exit must be here, but I still lack a mechanism … "
Lan Mu thought. He felt that he still needed a little more! He just needed a flash of inspiration.
"An eagle!"
He flew to the Snow Mountain Temple and looked at the golden eagle enshrined there.
"Legend has it that the eagle will bring people into Shambhala … No! This is actually a way to bring people out! "
"But there are no eagles in Shambhala! How can a statue … "
"Uh …"
Lan Mu suddenly realized something. Who said that a statue could not bring people out? Didn't he have the magic pen?
He hurriedly took out the magic pen and pointed at each of the golden eagle's eyes.
A miraculous thing happened. The eagle suddenly opened its eyes and looked around. It held its head high and spread its wings to soar into the sky.
"Take me out of Shambhala!" Lan Mu ordered the eagle.
The eagle flew under Lan Mu and carried him into the clouds in the sky.
Lan Mu did not need him to carry him at all. Plus, he was half-transparent, so his lower body could not sit still.
So one man and one eagle flew into the sky, and then … there was no more then.
"Where is the exit? Take me out! "
Lan Mu ordered with the magic pen in his hand, but the eagle just hovered in the clouds.
It was merely a puppet, not a true life form. It could listen to the owner's orders, but whether it could do it or not was none of its business.
Lan Mu was speechless. He felt that the clue was broken here.
"Just a little bit more! The exit must be here. The eagle is circling here, but I can't get out! "
"Let's start again …"
"Obviously, the people who left Shambhala used the magic pen to make the eagle come to life and carry them into the clouds. Because humans can't fly, they had to use the power of the golden eagle puppet to come here … "
Lan Mu nodded. This was almost certain.
"But I don't need to do that. I can fly now. What's next? What's the most important thing? "
Looking around the clouds, Lan Mu's eyes finally stopped on the magic pen.
"Could it be …"
"The finishing touch …"
Lan Mu wanted to give it a try. He drew two eyes on the strange cloud.
Then, something magical happened. The two eyes froze on the cloud, and through the eye sockets, he saw the vast ocean.
"Oh!"
Lan Mu was enlightened. He found it funny.
"So it's that simple …"
He held the pen again. This time, he did not draw eyes, but a big circle.
On the other side of the circle was the sky, and looking down, he could see the turbulent ocean.
"Magic pen, so you are the core of the world of Shambhala! Do you exist in Shambhala, or did someone bring you here? "
Lan Mu murmured. He could not find any evidence about the history of the magic pen.
Shaking his head, he looked back at the dark land. It was getting more and more chaotic, and no one could see anything. He could only rely on searching.
He did not take back the darkness for the time being. He flew directly into the circle.
When he came out, he saw the vast sky and the ocean.
There was a sun in the sky, and there were ships and islands in the distance.
"Is this Earth?"
There was a small island not far away. He flew straight over and found a small village. There was a group of black people living there.
Above the village, he was like a black shadow, but no one noticed him.
He saw a misty force field floating in many houses, connected to the forehead of the sleeping people. It was like a fog that did not dissipate.
"What is this? Why is there this thing floating on people's heads? "
He felt his body's instinct. In order to test his ability, he rushed into the fog without hesitation.
Suddenly, the world changed, and he came to a chaotic world. There were gunfire and war everywhere.
Countless soldiers rushed to a black man. The man stood on a broken wall, shooting at the army with a submachine gun. It was as if he had unlimited bullets.
Behind the black man, there were beautiful women of different skin colors cheering for him. He proudly shouted, "I am the king of the world!"
Lan Mu looked down at him from the top of the world and thought, "Damn it … Retard?"
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