System! I Will Not Be a Saint!

But if a Transcendent with excellent hearing hears one of the melodies and lyrics, it will definitely leave an indelible scar on his spirit, and even become his eternal nightmare.

After all, it is not something normal people can do to string together the great names of great beings from different eras to make up nursery rhymes.

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PS:

2333, I saw that there is a cutie who cares about our full attendance. The hedgehog cat does not start to update until [-]:[-] am, so the update before [-]:[-] am can keep the full attendance!

My full attendance is still uninterrupted~

feature film -

【1. How to use 100 yuan to spend a month at school? 】

[Buy a bottle of sleeping pills and take them when you wake up]

[2. I suddenly discovered a bug in this world!Human beings give birth to two children together, that is to say, only 100 people can have 25 children, and [-] people can have [-] children. But why are there more and more people? 】

【"After giving birth, I want to live a few more years, can't I?"】

【3. I want to tell you some nonsense】

【"Money doesn't matter, it can't buy happiness" - rich people】

["Appearance is not important, it depends on the heart" - good-looking people]

【"MMMMMMMM叮"—Microwave oven]

good night~

Section 199 [Leave Request] 6.20

This Father's Day, I went out to have a meal with my family and relatives, which made it a bit late. If I want to write, I have to stay up late today, and I still have a little bit of Calvin.

So just ask for a day off today, and make up for it tomorrow.

I'm so sorry >_

Purple Potato Pudding Purple Potato Pudding Purple Potato Pudding Purple Potato Pudding Purple Potato Pudding——

Chapter 200 Chapter 190 Chapter 4000 Panicked Peier ([-] word chapter)

The purpose of becoming a missionary this time is to have a slightly cleaner identity, to be able to move in the dark alley area, to inquire about information or to look for fragments of the sacred monument.

The most important thing is to see if it is possible to take another look at the [closed person] who has turned into a monster and died before the investigator finishes.

After all, I have already left a mark on myself, and if I leave it to the missionary to assess the risk, it will also make Syl feel a little better.

The missionary's body is not as powerful as other character cards... Even drinking an extra bottle of [Possessor] potion didn't improve her physical fitness much.

Perhaps the only thing that distinguishes missionaries from ordinary people is inspiration.

The Holy Maiden's inspiration rating is high because she can directly listen to the words of the Goddess of Hope without any influence.

And the missionary is the real "walking and bumping into ghosts" type.

Just walking in the direction of going out to Ibiza, Syl's spirituality has already given no fewer than three warnings.

There may be some supernatural items or supernatural creatures in the nearby houses. The missionary walks on the street like a human-shaped radar, and all the supernatural around him are inseparable from her insight.

And the side effect is that you have to endure some noise that ordinary people can't tolerate... The missionary's resistance method is to use humming songs to divert attention.

When they reached the exit where the soldiers were on duty, Searle started to run into trouble.

Because the other characters have high-quality bodies and can directly climb over the building and leave in other places, but the missionary's thin arms and legs obviously don't have this ability.

Just when Searle was still considering whether to take the risk of turning into a clown and returning to the vicinity of the scene and then turning back into a missionary, she found that the missionary moved by himself.

She slowly stretched out her hand, put it to her mouth, and bit it lightly with her sharp canine teeth. Blood flowed directly from the fingertips of her right hand and flowed a little down the corner of her mouth.

Syl seemed to realize something, and closed his mouth tightly to prevent any sound from his throat.

But the skin on Syl's right face was suddenly torn open, and a fang-filled gap appeared, from which chaotic whispers came out.

"***********."

While the missionary was muttering, the blood in his hands gradually condensed into a ball, floating quietly in front of him.

"laugh--"

There was a deflagration sound suddenly, and the drop of blood in front of him burned, and a purple to black flame burst out, and then the flame wrapped the blood drop and flew towards the wall in front of it.

It was obviously just a drop of blood, but it burned and spread quickly on the wall like a plague. Soon, a circle of fire that was one person tall and braiding purple flames appeared on the wall.

The wall tiles are still clearly visible, it just looks like gasoline has been lit on the wall...a little twist in the center at most, nothing special other than that.

Seeing the circle of fire in front of him, Syl frowned slightly.

Because she already vaguely knew in her heart what the fire door made by the missionaries was.

It's like sacrificing a little of my own blood in exchange for a portal...

Although the sacrifice does not have to follow the principle of equivalence, it is a bit outrageous to exchange a drop of blood for a portal.

Soon, Syl, who had no better choice, could only wait for the horrible mouth on his face to return to normal, then opened his legs and walked directly towards the door.

The moment Syl's hand touched the door, she felt that her hand had appeared in another dimension.

"here is......"

Syl no longer stained the ink, and walked in directly. The color in front of his eyes suddenly changed from the fiery red sunset in the afternoon to a lavender color.

"Dark alley area?"

Familiar alleyway, but less crowded than before... This portal is actually directly connected to the enchantment at the entrance of the dark alley area?

And judging from the signs at the alley, the investigators seem to have lifted the blockade, and the transcendents can enter and exit normally.

If Syl guessed correctly, it should be that the hard-fated Shay survived the treatment of the nuns of the Goddess of Hope, and explained everything to Vera.

"Hey, girl, is this the first time you've come to the dark alley area?" Those "understanders in the dark alley area" who worked as guides at the gate to make money didn't seem to notice that Syl was teleported from another place, and began to eagerly solicit started a business.

Syl ignored their words and walked straight towards the pool of dried blood in front of him.

And the guides who squatted at the door were not too entangled. People with clear goals like this obviously don't need to know where new products have come in today's dark alley area, and where there is any new information.

Syl walked in front of the pool of blood and was about to squat down to check it out, but found a person also stopped in front of the pool of blood.

Looking up, Syl saw a brown-haired girl who was not much taller than her, standing in front of her, looking at her, she seemed surprised that someone would stop here.

Is it Pasha?That Tier [-] [Secret Master] in the Mana Tidal Salon?

Without much verbal exchange, Pasha turned sideways to make way for Syl.

Syl also gave way a little bit, and then the two stood in place again.

The atmosphere became a little awkward.

"Ahem..." Pasha coughed in embarrassment, then passed Syl sideways, but stopped.

Because the purpose of her trip was to investigate the pool of blood on the ground.

The investigators led by the Virgin of Vera just now have moved the corpse and all the belongings away, and the only thing worth investigating is the pool of blood on the ground.

As for Pasha, she received an order from the hermit Udora to investigate this matter and collect some samples.

After standing there for a few seconds, Pasha turned her head, and was a little surprised to find that the girl with red ponytails who passed by just now was standing there and looking straight at her.

Pasha frowned slightly.

This little girl who seems to be only of the first order...why does it feel a little strange?

Generally speaking, in the world of extraordinary people, there is a feeling that the weak are preying on the strong, and a kind of worship of the strong will naturally arise.

But the little girl in front of her was obviously only a first-ranker, but when she faced her third-tier self, she showed an indescribable... calmness and confidence?

As if he was a "mere" third-level, and he did not pose any threat to her at all.

After suppressing this weird thought in her heart, Pasha turned around, looked at the little girl in front of her and asked curiously:

"What's wrong, little girl? Why do you keep looking at me?"

Pasha was wearing the investigator's standard shawl windbreaker, so when she questioned ordinary extraordinary people, she would get a more respectful response.

"Do you want this blood?" The little girl asked curiously, pointing to the blood stains on the ground.

"Well... yes, I need to collect some samples to go back." Pasha is already very proficient in using her identity to do some secret things, so she lied with ease, "Excuse me. Question?"

"You also like to explore these mysterious things?!" After hearing Pasha's words, the little girl seemed to get excited all of a sudden. Would something be more interesting?"

"When it comes to flesh and blood, you have to...cough cough..."

Just when the missionary was halfway through speaking, Syl stretched out his hand and stuck his neck.

Spreading other beliefs in front of other people's authentic churches—although they are inside ghosts—is not life-threatening, right? !

Pasha frowned slightly.

This little girl is so cute...too bad a fool.

Maybe it's because he's too young to resist the babbling of the potion.

Pasha didn't hide anything anymore, taking advantage of the fact that there were no other investigators around, she took out a small bottle of reagent from the inside of her robe with her left hand.

At the same time, her right hand was raised slightly, and some blood-stained soil on the ground slowly floated up and fell into the test tube.

Putting the cork on the test tube, Pasha took a last look at the little girl who was choking her neck while still looking at her smiling, and a creepy feeling rose from the bottom of her heart.

I felt that if the little girl in front of me really said something, something bad would definitely happen.

All of this is just intuition, but Pasha has always believed in her intuition, she put away the reagent bottle and turned to leave, quickly leaving the barrier in the dark alley area.

It wasn't until Pasha left the barrier that Syl let go of his hand.