Edge of Pure Land

Chapter 37 The essence of human beings is...

Charles's eyes narrowed, and the route map was still displayed on his tablet.

 I didn’t expect such details to be discovered.

"I will compensate you for the damage to the underground block according to the price, so you don't have to worry about it. As for the overstep of authority, you can report me to the sacrificial hall, and I don't care."

Long Que threw away the cigarette **** and took out a syringe from his coat pocket. His voice echoed throughout the audience: "Now... you have been suspected of obstructing the arrest operation of the Abnormality Supervision Bureau."

Charles saw his syringe, and the corners of his eyes twitched inadvertently.

“You have been suspected of illegally rescuing heretics.”

The supervisors looked at each other, wondering why the leader still didn't give the order.

 “You have been suspected of illegal collusion with heretics.”

 The people in the Law Enforcement Bureau were sweating profusely.

 “You have been suspected of crimes against humanity.”

 Longque’s voice was not loud, but every word he spoke was like a heavy hammer.

 Hack them **** their hearts.

 “You are locked.”

 Longque raised his head, his dark eyes locked on everyone on the opposite side.

 The needle has fallen into his leg.

Director Charles looked livid and waved.

 “Catch up!”

 Finally I couldn’t bear the pressure anymore.

The director spat hard, turned around and left with the people.

 Snap.

 The inspector's gun was knocked to the ground.

Lu Buer reached out and poked his forehead: "Why don't you dare to shoot?"

　　Barron’s body was lifted up by the teenager and thrown into the van.

 I thought that Longque would use various means and words to fool the other party.

 Unexpectedly, he relied on strength.

"Constantine, the third-generation holy monarch, once laughed at himself. All the rules in the new world are not prepared for the weak, so he must become strong in order to be protected by the rules. And when he is finally qualified to use the rules to protect When he was alone, he found that he no longer needed those things and became a rule breaker.

Long Que was sitting in a wheelchair and passed him by: "But he never felt that power itself was the original sin...the real guilty people are those who abuse power."

　　Shika Fuji was stunned for a moment.

“Fighting violence with violence is the best cure for this sick world.”

Long Que glanced at him, finally restrained his murderous intent, and said with a half-smile: "Patient, can you still stay conscious when the Holy Riot Syndrome attacks?"

At that time, Lu Fuji did not forget to leave the merit ticket when he overturned the stall. It was obviously seen by him who was hiding in the dark, otherwise he would not have asked such a question.

Lu Fuji shrugged: "My blood pressure just soared, I'm not really crazy."

Long Que raised his eyes and looked at the burning block, sighing softly: "It's so rare. There are not many people who still care about the life and death of the people at the bottom these days."

 “I am also a member of the lower class myself.”

Lu Buer spread his hands indifferently and changed the topic: "Besides, that little money is nothing compared to the reward for helping your Anomaly Supervision Bureau."

 He said sternly: "Where is my reward?"

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 Underground of the Abnormal Supervision Administration, the solid black prison was stained with blood, thousands of candles were burning in the corridors, and chains hung on the metal doors, shaking slightly.

　　A hoarse low growl could be heard faintly from inside the door.

 “Sir, he doesn’t look too happy.”

Qiangwei raised her eyebrows and asked casually: "What's wrong with him?"

Damon whispered: "The elder also came out of the underground neighborhood back then. He did a lot of things for those people and killed a lot of people. I thought that the lives of those people might be improved, but I didn't expect that after so many years, When I came back, it was still the same.”

 Longque sat in a wheelchair and seemed not to pay attention to their whispers.

In fact, when he came to the underground neighborhood, he had already ordered his people to start a thorough investigation. He was very familiar with the place where he had lived, and he also had a unique method.

 Finally he got what he wanted.

 But this result made him feel sad.

 Because the heretics who emerged in the end were, without exception, people from the underground neighborhoods.

“What have they experienced that makes them willing to turn themselves into devils?”

 The dragon bird murmured softly.

Lu Buer's heart moved: "This is a sinful city, this is a wrong world. When I am a good person, you oppress me. When I am a bad person, you accuse me."

Longque and the others looked back at him.

 “This is what Barron said to me before he died.”

 In fact, what impressed Lu Fuji the most was the memories he saw.

 For some reason, when swallowing the dark matter, he could see the relevant memories of the host.

That should be the most painful memory in Barron’s life.

There are a lot of unique nouns in that memory.

He doesn't know what these terms are, maybe he can find the answer in the Abnormality Supervision Bureau.

This is why Lu Buer chose to show off. The Abnormal Supervision Bureau is currently the only network he has access to outside the military. It can help him learn a lot of knowledge about the new world, and maybe it can become a big influence behind him. backing.

 The premise is that he can be recognized and provide more value.

 “No one would become like that unless they had to.”

Longque glanced at the corpse-eating cultists in the prison, then turned to look at the young man: "What do you think is going on with them?"

Damon and Rose were surprised.

I didn’t expect that the commander would actually ask this newly emerged recruit.

 Luckily, Lu Fuji had unlocked the information about the Seed of the Gods, otherwise he would have been stretched thin at this time, exposing his weakness of insufficient background.

 After all, the Anomaly Supervision Bureau is a big mountain, and he must perform as usefully as possible in order to gain benefits for himself.

I saw him pretending and muttered: "They should have integrated the dark matter into their bodies and gained part of the power of the White Walkers, but the price was a strong rejection reaction in the body, so the body rotted and the mind became crazy. . This method of transplantation is very crude. They do it by eating carrion."

Damon was stunned: "Fusion of dark matter?"

Qiangwei took a deep look at the young man with surprise in her eyes.

"Is it fused with dark matter? No one has tried this kind of experiment in the past five hundred years, but the final result was that the experimenter died on the spot. And the people in this city were actually able to fuse dark matter while still alive... I need to perform dissection experiments on them."

 Longque lit another cigarette for himself. He realized the seriousness of the matter. He had previously suspected that the power of the corpse-eating cultists came from the White Walkers, and now it was confirmed.

Shika Fuji was stunned: "Human beings can't fuse dark matter?"

 You must know that he is a successful case and has not had any adverse reactions so far, especially since this time the fusion also gained special abilities.

His right hand is now comparable to the arm of a unicorn.

"There is only one way, but that is a taboo of the Federation and the Church and is not open to the outside world for the time being. And that method is much better than this crude fusion."

Longque shook his head and said: "If my guess is correct, these corpse-eating cultists should have a laboratory used to transplant dark matter into humans. The people behind Aoki have long discovered their existence, but they want to keep it unknown. Are you eradicating them without knowing it for the sake of their research? "

Lu Fuji had to admire his reasoning ability, because the corpse-eating cultists really obtained the abilities of the White Walkers through experiments. After all, Barron's memory is the best proof.

 The mastermind behind the scenes wanted to obtain this ability, so he surrounded and suppressed the corpse-eating cultists, but did not want to expose their existence.

Hmm, very reasonable.

"This method of transplanting dark matter is like practicing evil magic and will bring destruction to the entire city. Unfortunately, the existing clues are too few to find out the truth. But since these corpse-eating cultists already have the power in the city scale, it will be found out sooner or later.”

Longque changed the topic: "I didn't expect that you have already initially gathered the numerology and the rare astronomical system. In this case, the reward I prepared for you before will be useless."

Lu Buer thought of the terrifying strength that this man had unleashed today, and said with great yearning, "Are the spells you mentioned an advanced application of numerology? If possible, I would like to know how to use the spells in advance, etc. I will use it when I advance to the second level.”

Longque glanced at him. Damon and Qiangwei also looked helpless.

"What's wrong?"

 Lu Fuji frowned.

"The astronomical attribute is very rare, and the thunder attribute is even rarer. Looking at the entire Linhai City, I'm afraid I can't find another one. Generally, people with this kind of numerology are super geniuses at the headquarters. If you can show your talent , your future is limitless.”

Long Que said calmly: "I am a fire attribute, how can I have a thunder attribute spell?"

　　Shika Fuji was stunned for a moment.

 This was something he didn't expect.

“I do have an acquaintance who has the thunder attribute just like you.”

 Longque changed the subject.

"where?"

 “You have to go to the Holy Mountain to find her. She has been dead for many years.”

　　　…”

 The deer is speechless.

 A few days ago, Lu Sixian also mentioned the Holy Mountain to him. It is a mysterious place that Linhai City is responsible for guarding. It is the holy place where the third generation of holy monarchs made their fortune. It is just out of reach.

 Those who explore that secret rarely come back alive.

 And there was exactly one right in front of him.

"However, her files are still kept in the military department, and there may also be memory chips she left behind. Although too many years have passed, an evolver with the thunder attribute has never appeared. If you can get enough appreciation, you You can go to the military department to redeem it, but it’s in the taboo library, so you have to find a way to increase your family’s favorability.”

When Longque mentioned this person, his eyes became nostalgic: "That person was once a candidate saint pursuing the path of the Holy Monarch. Not only the spells she left behind, but also her numerology advancement route, you also You can refer to it, it will be of great benefit to you.”

Lu Fujihu asked: "What is her relationship with you? Are she a couple?"

Long Que shook his head: "My sister."

“As for the reward I promised you, I have to pay it first.”

 He paused: "I just lost a sum of money. I'm very poor."

Lu Fuji suddenly realized.

The main reason why he was willing to compensate those vendors was because the amount was small and it would not hurt him, so it was better to have peace of mind.

If he is too poor to open the pot, will he pay compensation?

he does not know.

But Longque is different. Even if he has no money, he still has to pay.

 “But I can do you a favor.”

 Longque suddenly took out a document and slapped it in front of him.

"What's this?"

Lu Fuji asked curiously.

"Luthor's autopsy report can basically confirm that he has condensed numerology, but he has never shown his true strength in front of outsiders. His accumulated military achievements are not enough to exchange for so many numerology chips. In the same way, Kashiwagi It should also hide the true strength.”

Longque said calmly: "When you gain Yuan Qing's trust, you can give this report to him. Of course, if you can prove that Kashiwagi also hides his strength, then the effect will be better. If nothing goes wrong as I expected , That guy should be advanced soon."

 “Can I ruin his good deeds?”

 Lu Fuji is a little excited, he likes disgusting people the most.

 This document should be kept carefully.

"Roughly the same."

Longque said lightly.

"Time is running out. People from the Law Enforcement Bureau did show up today. We must seize the time. First, we must find out what happened to them and what kind of power they obtained." Longque opened the door of a cell, and in the depths of darkness They are corpse-eating cultists bound by straitjackets.

 Lu Fuji's eyes changed slightly.

 Actually, he already has part of the answer to this question.

“Sir, someone has already interrogated them before coming here.”

 Damon Hui reported: “But I can’t speak.”

 “Don’t speak?”

Qiangwei asked suspiciously: "Is it true or false?"

The Interrogation Methods of the Abnormality Supervision Administration have long been famous. Once you enter their prison, there is nothing that cannot be opened. There are very few people who can keep their mouths shut here.

What kind of super tough guy is that?

 In the darkness, the corpse-eating cultist wearing a straitjacket only said one word from beginning to end.

 “Sata, Abalua! Sata, Abalua!”

 Even if you are bruised and bruised, that’s all.

 No matter how powerful the interrogation methods are, they are useless when facing a psychopath.

  In other words, the essence of human beings is repeaters.

“The bodies of these people are extremely hard and their brains are not normal.

Longque analyzed: "I'm not afraid of pain at all."

 “Sata, Abalua! Sata, Abalua!”

 The corpse-eating cultist chanted in a low voice, as if a demon was stunned: "May the great **** protect me, grant me the power of a dead ghost, and complete my evolution!"

 People all have weaknesses, but they don’t seem to have them.

 At least physically it seems invulnerable.

 As for spiritually…

etc!

 Lu Fujian leaned against the wall with his arms folded and an idea struck him.

 “My good daughter, go and bring daddy a piece of rotten meat. The smellier the better.”

Longque raised his eyebrows slightly and was silent for a moment.

Indicated to subordinates to follow instructions.

The Anomaly Supervision Bureau has always been famous for its horrific interrogations and punishments. However, this time it has really encountered an iron mouth that cannot be pried open. Most criminal laws cannot even break through the hardened body of the target. As for the mental coercion of confessions It's useless at all. It's just playing the piano to others.

 Even threatening family members is of no use.

　　Until Lu Fuji sat in front of the interrogation table with a golden sword, facing the corpse-eating cultists who were restrained by straitjackets, he said calmly: "You are the only one who wants to shoot me from behind, right?"

The corpse-eating cultists didn't answer either, as if they were suffering from Alzheimer's disease.

 “Don’t be nervous, we are all civilized people.”

  Lu Fuji smiled and said: "I don't... vomit!"

At this time, a plate of rotten meat was slapped in front of him.

“Sir, can we let him come?”

Damon and Rose were skeptical.

Long Que silently tapped the armrest of the wheelchair, and was also curious about how the young man would use to get these crazy corpse-eating cultists to speak: "Let him try it, what if there is a surprise?"

Lu Buer endured the stench, walked up to the corpse-eating cultists, and sneered: "Don't pretend to be stupid for me. I know that the gods you believe in are the White Walkers, and I also know that the power you control also comes from a kind of ghost." White Walkers, right?"

As soon as these words came out, Longque and the others narrowed their eyes.

“It’s a pity that your friend said so much before he died.”

Lu Fuji put on his gloves and said with a smile: "But actually I know how you obtained this power...eating meat, right?"

 Hearing about eating meat, the face of the corpse-eating cultist finally changed.

At this moment, Lu Buer pinched his mouth and stuffed the carrion into it.

 “Give me something to eat!”

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 (End of this chapter)