Mysterious journey

The handover period for the cultural relics of the man in black will take at least more than a month, and it will not go smoothly.

After word spread that Leiber had been killed and disappeared, his enemies and alliance allies all took action to rob the power organizations that originally belonged to the men in black. Many people transferred to other organizations with their secrets, and a large number of cultural relics were taken away.

Nighthawk is short of manpower and can't take care of it at all. Only a small amount could be gathered continuously. Jay took his own small team to travel everywhere. Garon promised him that all the powerful members and other main bodies of the men in black organization would be left to him to handle independently. In other words, the entire black organization Man will be established as the Nighthawk Division for which he is responsible. In this way, he can't help but not try his best, after all, what is lost now is all his future power.

The bald man went back to recuperate from his injuries. His wife was originally on a mission in Europe. When she heard that he was seriously injured, she rushed to Africa overnight to take care of him. Now Gallon gave them leave to travel around the world.

Now Nighthawk is in charge of the black-haired ponytail woman Sandra.

While everything was still being processed here, Garen quickly rushed back to the United States to visit his parents. After that, you might have to invest in training to deal with the Mark of the Dead Apostles.

Suddenly, a beeping sound came from the mobile phone, it was the sound of text messages,

‘Where are you? ’

It's a text message from Dad Emma.

"Still on the highway, I don't know where we are, but it will take at least four hours." Gallon replied.

'We prepared beef, chicken fillet, foie gras and caviar soup to celebrate your first trip home from college, your mother's new dish. It tastes great with durian salad. You will love it! ’

Garen didn't know what expression to use.

As soon as you hear a soup with such a name, you will know that it will definitely not taste good. It is a soup full of meat and no vegetables at all. There is also durian salad, which makes your tongue feel greasy just listening to it.

'Your mother is studying nutrition recently and believes that using some special process, most of the nutrients in meat can be highly concentrated and put into the soup. This can not only supplement nutrition but also not stretch your belly. Come back Will definitely like it. ’

"Where's Jason, what is he doing here now?"

'He went to Cannon State College, and he should have gone before you if you hadn't taken the exam early. By the way, after you left, Raphael gradually came less and less, but Sister Alisha often came to visit and asked about your situation. Do you want to consider choosing one of them? ’ followed by a lewd expression. ‘I think Jason is definitely out of luck. ’

"It's still early, why are you in a hurry?" Garen couldn't help but think of the strange-looking sisters again.

They have no clear connection with the Primary Color Group, and they have that strange aura about them, as if they are at the center of the world.

"Are they okay now?" He came back to his senses and sent a text message to ask.

‘It’s okay, Alisha will go to high school soon, together with little Vivien. Her sister Aisharo is pursuing many people now. She directly threatened that the minimum condition for pursuing her is to defeat her head-on. Didn't you defeat her back then? let's go! Don't be afraid! Your mother and I are behind you! ’

Garen didn't bother to pay attention to his nonsense.

"Have they behaved in any unusual way during these times?"

'abnormal? No, it's normal. ’

"I'll talk about it when I get back." Garen finally replied.

'All right. ’

After cutting off the chat with his father Emma, ​​Garen quickly called Raphael.

After a short waiting tone, the call was connected directly.

‘Gallon? Are you coming back? ’ Raphael’s voice was still so full and confident.

"How do you know? I'm on my way back. How are you lately?"

‘Very good, what about you? ’

"good."

Then there was a period of silence, and no one knew what to say.

‘There’s been a bit of chaos in the town recently, you shouldn’t have come back at this time. ’ After silence, Raphael continued. ‘Would you like me to go out and walk around with you? ’

"Chaos? Isn't Grandor okay all the time?" Garen heard something strange. He actually knew Raphael's identity as a witch. If she said chaos, then there was probably something wrong.

‘Some foreign criminals have entered the town, and the situation has not been good recently. ’

"I'll leave when I come back to see my parents. I won't stay for a long time. It's okay." Garen smiled.

‘How is your life at school? ’ Raphael changed the subject.

"Fortunately, it's just like that." The two fell into silence again for a while.

"Then I'll hang up first." Garen took the initiative.

'Um. ’

The phone is disconnected.

Garen suddenly felt that he and Raphael didn't have much in common to talk about. They used to swim together, play together, live nearby, and go to school together, but now they can't find any intersection.

Putting down the phone, he suddenly felt a little tired and closed his eyes to take a rest.

"Young man, you look very unhappy."

An old man sitting in the front seat turned back to look at Garen. He seemed to notice Garen while picking up something he had dropped.

Sitting in a car, a young man with outstanding appearance like Garen is undoubtedly very eye-catching. For example, in the seat on the left, two young girls sitting side by side were stealing glances at him from time to time.

"Fortunately, I just don't see much sunshine." Garen smiled politely.

"Really?" The old man wore a rounded straw hat to block the sun. Wearing a thin floral shirt and black shorts, he looked like a fashionable old man.

"When I saw you last time, you were much better than you are now. I remember you could also play the violin, right?" the old man said with a smile.

"Violin?" Galen frowned, "Do I know you?"

"Didn't we meet last time?" the old man replied with a smile.

His voice suddenly became trembling, distorted, and vague, like a rumbling sound.

His face actually began to melt, dripping down like candle oil, dripping onto the ground of the car, melting the lower car panels to create holes of varying sizes.

Garen was surprised to find that after the bottom of the car melted, what was exposed was not a high-speed moving highway, but a blur of black.

He didn't know why he took it for granted that the old man's face melted, but was surprised by something else.

His eyes were involuntarily focused on the black hole below, and with his head lowered, only the corner of his eye could see the old man's lower body in shorts.

The strange thing is that when he wanted to concentrate on observing the details of the ground inside the bus, he couldn't concentrate at all, as if everything was blurry. No detail, no grain, no dust.

Snapped.

He seemed to hear something.

From the corner of his eye, he saw the old man in front of him stand up, turn around, face him, stand still in front of him, and suddenly raise his legs and walk directly towards him.

Garen suddenly felt an unprecedented sense of fear coming over him.

He wanted to raise his head to look at the old man's face, but he couldn't move even with this simple movement and could only lower his head.

The figure of the old man is getting closer and closer, and the yellow solution dripping from his upper body is getting closer and closer.

"What's going on?" Garen's heart seemed to be covered with a layer of gauze. His thinking was very slow, like a baby acting on instinct. He simply lost the ability to think and could only watch the old man getting closer and closer.

Bang!

There was a violent shaking, and Garen suddenly opened his eyes.

call.!

He leaned back on his seat and looked at the empty seats in front of him in astonishment. There was no one sitting in front of him at all. There was only a young woman sitting in the row further ahead, dozing off with her head tilted.

There were constant complaints from passengers in the car about the shaking.

"Sorry, I didn't pay attention to a stone on the road and ran over it." The driver apologized loudly.

Garen suddenly realized this time that he had actually fallen asleep just now, and it was just a dream.

He touched his forehead, and it was all wet.

Once again, I carefully looked at the back of the seat in front of me. The beautiful woman in the advertisement printed on it was posing with one hand raised and the other on her waist. She was only wearing a blue low-cut skirt. On the side is a line of small words: Ancient Eastern technology will restore your innocence.

The following is an introduction to various business functions. The main business is painless abortion and virginity restoration*

There is also a gray stain stuck to the flawless words. I don’t know what it is, but it is stained. Someone wrote in black pen on the side: I owe you work!

An inexplicable sense of joy immediately diluted Galen's inexplicable emotion just now. He calmed down and touched the fabric on the back of the seat. It was as rough as a raincoat.

He looked to the left and saw a middle-aged couple sleeping next to each other on the seat over there. They were not young girls at all.

"What was that just now? What would have happened if I hadn't been awakened by a bump in the car?" When Garen thought of this, he suddenly felt an inexplicable panic in his heart, as if his soul was facing some huge threat.

‘You must be aware in your dream that you are dreaming. ’ AG’s words came to his mind again.

"How do you know that you are dreaming in a dream?" Garen recalled everything just now, that unprecedented sense of crisis and panic. It really didn't look like a lie. If he was afraid that something that didn't look like a human would really touch him. If you hit him, what will happen to him will probably hurt his soul.

It's just the instinctive warning of the soul seed, not false.

In this contact, the guy who was suspected of being a Dead Apostle had already taken action. The dream just now was an attack! A very dangerous attack!

Garen felt confident and took out a tissue to wipe the sweat from his forehead.

"If you want to realize that you are dreaming in a dream, one of the methods according to AG is to use observation of details to tell the difference. Generally, the biggest difference between reality and dreams lies in the details. Dreams are disillusioning because they are based on human beings' own memory. Reshaping, this kind of reshaping cannot be done in detail, there will definitely be some blurred and unable to present the details. At this time, you should be able to find that the environment you are in is not a dream.

Garen wiped his face with both hands. For the first time, he felt that he had no power to fight back and was attacked by other beings.

He looked at his attribute column, and the number in the mental column actually dropped.

It dropped from 2.4 to 2.3, a full drop of 0.1.

"Sure enough, the attack just now was real." Garen saw a dark mist-like sign behind his status bar.

The moment his eyes moved upward, an inexplicable message flowed into his heart.

‘Nightmare debilitation: The fear in the dream will continue to weaken the subject’s physical fitness for five days, until all attributes are reduced by 0.1 on average. The curse effect is permanent and has no time limit, and the method to remove it is unknown. alert! This curse stacks! ’

"Nightmare is weak!" For the first time, Garen personally felt how powerful and difficult the opponent was.