Great Lord of Calamity’s Reincarnation Chapter 381: Angle

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The investigators are all humans!

And, the vast majority have no extraordinary power!

The weapons they mainly rely on are firearms, and some psychotropic drugs.

The tenacious spirit, strong physique, and prudent thinking are their reliance on cultists, various degenerate organizations, and unspeakable horrors!

The investigator of the guardian needs to be tested, that is, physical, mental, and inspiration.

The physique is the easiest, it has been done in the hospital.

Spirit and inspiration are now being tested.

The higher the spirit, the stronger the representative investigator is.

And the higher the inspiration, the easier it is to perceive some hidden existence, hear voices that others cannot hear, and see things that others cannot see.

For an investigator, the higher the spirit, the better, but the inspiration may not be.

"Is it a writer after all...I have read a report, it is said that people like artists who tend to perceive sentiment generally have a higher inspiration value. Analyze the reasons for some mysteries."

Beside Love, a middle-aged researcher with blond hair and a white coat chuckled lightly: "Next... it depends on how long he can hold on."

In addition to this researcher and Love, there were many people standing in the observation room, all scoring seriously.

‘This kind of review is a bit primitive...I’d better pretend. ’

Thinking of this, Fang Xian secretly concealed his mental strength as he started to do the questions.

He doesn’t know what the standard is.

But hiding it in half, it should still work.

Therefore, halfway through the question, he showed an obvious uncomfortable expression and got up and patted the door.

The door opened quickly, and Love rushed in, taking him to the outside world and starting to rest.

And tell him how to wait for a specific period of time.

After Fang Xian'recovered', the two came to the laboratory together.

Through the glass, Fang Xian saw that there were two works in the laboratory.

One is his three-line poem.

Another one is Simpson's oil painting.

Now it seems that this abstract painting can only be regarded as average, that is, the colors are too gorgeous, the lines are too distorted, and there is no such impact as before.

"According to the investigation, Simpson used your verse at that time to make everyone present lose the ability to resist... This is a supernatural power."

Love said: "The laboratory selected another person and recited the three lines of poetry in various accents. No problems were found. Later, another control experiment was conducted. Along with this oil painting, there was a little change, but There is only one thing...According to the researchers, it is the'bullet' on the oil painting, which has been used up."

"So... read poetry and oil painting, can reproduce the scene of that day, and make the people around you lose their resistance?" Fang Xian nodded: "Unfortunately... Simpson has been killed by you, over there. Are there any gains?"

"There are only a few documents, and there is no breakthrough in the oral interview..." Lough shrugged: "However, I feel that oil painting is not the key, your poem is the key, your poem It’s a firearm, and the oil paintings only provide bullets. Do you understand? Bullets each of us has, that’s our spiritual power!”

"So...the verse is a firearm, can we transform our original harmless spiritual power into a bullet and fire it? Interesting theory!"

Fang Xian nodded and marveled at the investigator's keenness.

In his view, this is also the truth.

"But we can't find that channel... In the process of converting mental power into bullets, there is still a process, perhaps a spiritual frequency... That Simpson mastered this technique and used oil painting to transform his spirit It turned into a bullet, but unfortunately he died..."

Love shrugged.

"At that time, you shot him to death?"

Fang Xian rolled his eyes.

“I’m just an ordinary person. In the face of a cultist who can exert various supernatural powers, it is natural to kill him the most safe... As for the investigation, I can talk about it later.”

Love is slightly vicissitudes and authentic: "After you become a formal investigator, you will understand that this is a reasonable saying."

"Okay, what do I need to do?"

Fang Xian asked a question.

"Go in, pick up the psalms, and see what's different..."

Love talked with several researchers next to him: "You might be able to inspire that kind of strength...this is also a test for you."

"Okay."

Fang Xian walked into the laboratory, did not go to see the oil painting, and picked up his original poem.

"I have experienced rebirth and death, but I cannot reach the other side..."

"Death chases the shadows, no Fanghua will not die from withering..."

"This psalm will grow and give you immortality..."

Although it was written by'he,' I looked at these words and felt very confused:'This... something like the message from my true spirit... it feels right to me... Was Roca's inspiration at that time, capturing my true spirit, and was affected to some extent? ’

‘But, at that time, I had entered a period of death and lost my strength... And this verse still has power! ’

‘So... at that time he also sensed other beings, other sources of power, and injected a new supernatural power into this psalm? ’

‘The water in this world is a little deep... Is there a true god? Maybe... more than one? ’

"Did you find anything?"

From the radio, Love's voice came.

"It feels okay, but I don’t know why you made this structure in your laboratory?"

Fang Xian looked at the laboratory and found that it was somewhat similar to the interrogation room. All of its ‘corners’ were also blocked by cement. In short, it didn’t want a sharp angle style.

"Our architectural style is like this, naturally there is a certain sense, anyway, you have almost passed the review, you can tell you... some supernatural forces can use the mystery of the angle to open the portal to achieve teleportation and the like The trick... Our buildings are so designed to eliminate this situation."

Love explained~IndoMTL.com~angle...transmission? interesting! "

A smile appeared on the corner of Fang Xian's mouth, and he began to appreciate the painting.

“I must warn you solemnly again that any supernatural powers are not free. Most of them are biased towards darkness, and they need to pay sacrifices and a price...the reduction of their own spirit and the loss of reason are only the slightest cases... …"

Love reminded.

But the Fang Xian at this time is not too audible.

He looked at the oil painting, thinking about the angle and the transmission, and a dark mist appeared in front of him.

Black Mist squirmed, seeming to have something to break through.

That is...

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