Endless Debt

After changing into a new set of clothes in the activity room, Boluogo lay on the sofa and finally had time to think about this complicated matter.

There were too many things to worry about, and Boluogo felt that his anxiety was getting deeper and deeper. He tried not to think about Amu and focused his main energy on these extremely important events in front of him.

The attack on the negotiations this time was not that simple.

Borogo proposed the idea, and then became more convinced of it.

Recalling the dark figure again in his mind, Boluogo felt that there seemed to be a vague resonance between himself and him, which was constantly affecting his heart.

It was difficult for Bologo to describe this feeling in words, it was like... just like looking at his blood brothers, even though Bologo had no brothers or sisters.

"It's so weird..."

Boluogo muttered to himself, pressing his hand on his chest and heart.

Vaguely, Boluogo felt that he had had such a resonance with someone, but when he recalled it carefully, Boluogo could not remember who that person was.

Boluogo has a very good memory, but when he repeatedly reviewed his past life, he could not find any trace of it. He even began to wonder whether his strange sense of resonance might have been distorted under certain circumstances. The illusion, or rather the dark figure, has some ability to distort the will of the observer.

This is another thing that I can't understand, but compared to these, there is another thing that deserves Boluoge's attention.

Boluogo sat up from the sofa, lowered his head, and stared at his palms. The lines on his palms were clearly visible.

"Sucking the soul..."

Borrogo remembered the vague melody of the Silent Ones, and he used a certain word to refer to the power he drew.

In Bolog's long life, he had many secrets, most of which he showed to Nathaniel, but he never mentioned two parts of the secrets.

One is a strange memory from the "previous life", and the other is the ability to absorb that he gained long ago when he became a condenser.

This ability allows Bologo to absorb the soul fragments from the demon's body, thereby filling the hole caused by the lack of his own soul and healing mania.

The soothing effect is obvious, as can be seen from the comparison with Palmer. Palmer often needs to input the soul of Mang Yin to relieve his mania, while Boluogo does not need it even once a month. Some Sometimes, in order to dispel other people's suspicions, Boluogo often wastes these silver souls and injects them into his body, which he does not need at all.

Another ability of the soul fragments is to use them as a backup energy source for Bologo to burn when necessary, releasing a large amount of ether for coordinated operations.

With the promotion of Boluogo's rank and the help of Aimu, Boluogo did not need this ability for a long time. For the current Boluogo, in addition to providing a desperate fight in desperate situations, The only other ability is to stabilize mania, so its presence is not strong.

But this time it was different.

After a rigorous analysis, Bologo discovered that the previous absorption of the soul fragments of demons could actually be regarded as a passive behavior. Bologg was passively collecting them, and this time Bologo actually actively released them. A force to forcibly usurp the ether of the speechless one.

While being pleasantly surprised by this power, Boluoge also suspected something.

Where does this power come from?

It has followed Boluogo closely from the beginning. Over the years, Boluogo has become accustomed to its abilities. It is only now that Boluogo has thought about the source of this power for the first time.

Borogo thought quickly.

The protection of astronauts.

In addition to the protection from the devil, Bologo could not think of other sources of this power, not to mention that in the days when he became a debtor, every new ability that Bologo came into contact with had a clear source. He also remembers his interference clearly.

Unless this is the power given to him by the astronauts, along with the power of immortality during the wrath of the scorched earth.

After clarifying his thoughts, Boluogo felt that he should find an opportunity to test this ability. Only by turning the unknown into the known can he feel at ease.

Another question arises.

If this power comes from the devil's blessing, what is the price it requires?

The devil's protection is not free, it often comes at a great price, and this price is usually related to the original sin represented by the devil.

A glutton will never be full, a slothful person will never rest, and a glutton will eventually become numb.

Boluogo witnessed with his own eyes those curses that could drive people crazy. He began to worry about whether he was also burdened with such a curse, but soon, Boluogo felt relaxed.

He had already sold his soul and became a debtor, so what if there were a few more curses on him?

After sorting out his thoughts, Boluogo felt that his overall mood had improved a bit. Thinking alone was helpful in relieving stress and solving problems.

Palmer was used to being lazy. After the meeting, he returned home first. Jeffrey was still processing relevant documents next door. Due to the surprise attack by the Silent Ones, the negotiations with the King's Secret Sword slowed down again.

No one knows when this depressing situation will end.

During the meeting, Gauld claimed that the attack should be related to the King's Shield Guards. For this reason, the seventh group, the invisible infiltrators, also joined the chaos and secretly investigated the relevant intelligence.

Boluogo guessed that the forces mobilized were far more than that. After all, there were too many secrets hidden in Oath City Opos, and maybe the fourth group had also been mobilized.

If the King's Shield Guard wants to completely detonate chaos, the evil of this world sleeping in the abandoned land will definitely be a terrible help.

Boluogo walked out of the activity room. He had almost analyzed the complicated situation like a ball of wool. The next step was to complete it step by step according to the task list.

The first of these is the Decision Room.

Boluogo knows that he has always been a restless black sheep. He can fully trust his teammates, but only if his teammates also fully trust him.

The feeling in the decision-making room was so weird that it stuck in his heart like a fish bone. Bologo knew clearly that he had to figure this out, otherwise the rift between him and the Bureau of Order would become more and more suspicious. The bigger.

Not only to know the truth and satisfy one's curiosity, but also to complete the work better.

That's what Bologna thought.

Opening the door of the activity room, an unexpected figure was standing outside the door, as if he had been waiting for Boluogo for a long time.

"Do you have time? Bologo."

Nathaniel blocked Borogo's path. He was always so elusive, like a lingering ghost.

"Deputy Director?"

Boluogo was about to say that you came just in time, but Nathaniel interrupted him.

"I heard from Jeffrey that you have a lot of opinions about the decision-making room. These opinions have accumulated deeply and may affect your future work and your loyalty to the Bureau of Order."

Nathaniel said what Borogo wanted to say, but it didn't affect Borogo, and he wasn't even surprised.

"Let me guess, that's not what Jeffrey said," said Burlogo, "at least he wouldn't mention it in such detail."

Jeffrey was so busy, how could he have time to care about himself? This was such an inexplicable question.

"It's the decision-making room, right?"

"The decision-making room anticipated my suspicions and called you," Borogo said.

Nathaniel smiled, "I knew I couldn't fool you."

Boluogo's body trembled involuntarily. At this moment, the decision-making room seemed to be truly omniscient and omnipotent, and even his own suspicions were noticed.

This fact made Boluogo uneasy.

"So what are you going to do?" Bologo asked. "Is it the same induction training? Or is it some kind of loyalty training?"

Boluogo encountered this kind of thing when he was a soldier. In order to make the timid recruits dare to charge and kill the enemy, the officers made them aware of something far crueler than death.

"No, how could that be? What do you think we are?"

Nathaniel waved his hands, and then put his hands on Bologo's shoulders.

"Since you are so curious, let me show you with your own eyes."

Boluogo was stunned, and Nathaniel continued, "It's about time you met him...or rather them."

The surrounding masonry began to twist and change. They bulged one after another, wrapping Boluogo and Nathaniel. They seemed to be eaten by the chamber. After a brief distortion, the two disappeared into the empty corridor. .

A few seconds later, Jeffrey opened the office door doubtfully. He noticed something strange, but the corridor was calm.

…

When his vision became clear again, Boluogo found himself surrounded by endless golden light. The brilliant and golden hall came into his eyes. The gorgeous and luxurious light stung Boluogo's eyes like morning light. When he saw himself clearly, Only when he was in the surrounding environment did Boluogo realize what a magnificent building it was.

The dome above the head is filled with inverted figures in angelic postures. They seem to come from the kingdom of heaven, hanging down the curtains on the people on the ground with sadness.

In the area around the building, the golden light extended into the invisible darkness. Bologg could see many vague figures standing among them. They were working mechanically, and the crisp metal keys were tapping continuously. The machines Swallowing paper, many gas flow pipes were neatly arranged and stretched out. The dull sound of transportation sounded, and delicate capsules quickly passed through the pipes.

The pipes expanded outward until they disappeared from Boluogo's sight. They spread like blood vessels and covered every inch of the twisted space in the chamber.

The knocking sound coming from the darkness maintained a certain frequency and did not change from the beginning to the end. Boluogo couldn't hear breathing, nor could he detect the presence of anyone. It was like a group of sophisticated automatic factories, no matter what. Divide labor into day and night.

Looking around, this place is so neat and tidy. Every inch of metal is extremely shiny, like a mirror, reflecting Boluogo's figure. Pure gold covers every place, as if everything Boluogo sees is made of Made of gold.

"This is... the decision-making room?"

Boluogo took a deep breath. This magnificent scene made him wary.

"Yes, the decision-making room," Nathaniel nodded and added, "But it is just the name of a department within the Bureau of Order. This golden building has another name. It is called the Upside Down Hall."

Turn the hall upside down.

Bologor said the name silently. He didn't know its meaning yet, but soon Nathaniel would show him everything here.

"This is a little different than I expected."

Boluogo withdrew his gaze and continued, "I thought this place would follow the usual style of the Bureau of Order, which is simple, cold, and efficient."

"You would think this would be an ordinary office. The workstations are separated by grids. Sitting in each position is an employee who looks like he is about to die suddenly... Well, maybe they still have infusion tubes inserted into them. , or some kind of life-support equipment, which not only ensures their work output, but also prevents them from dying at their workstations.

The printer keeps spitting out paper, just like a logistics point for express delivery, and the transport capsule is launched repeatedly..."

Nathaniel described the exhausting and despairing scene to Borogo, "There were a few more guys who looked like they were in high positions, and they continued to make endless phone calls, yelling at the people on the other end of the phone. .”

This fits Burlogo's stereotype of big company executives.

"Well, there was a time when the decision-making room was indeed like this, but that was at the beginning of its establishment. I also saw it in relevant materials."

Nathaniel is actually not talking nonsense, but has a basis in reality.

"After that, the Bureau of Order carried out a series of reforms, the biggest change being the decision-making room, which changed from that terrible office to what it is today."

"It's more like some kind of religious building," Bologeau said.

"You are right to say that, people always like to deify some things," Nathaniel said, "just like the decision-making room you suspected."

"So is it a god?"

"Next thing you know."

Nethaniel mobilized the authority of the deputy director. In the entire Order Bureau, the only people who could give orders here were him and one other person.

Boluogo's body began to soar and become weightless. Under the high tension, Boluogo was a little panicked for a moment, but he quickly calmed down and fell into the sky with Nathaniel.

When his feet landed on solid ground again, Boluogo had already arrived among the crowd, and the originally inverted statues had also changed. Boluogo thought they were looking down at the earth from the sky, but now it seems that they Coming to the earth, looking at the sky.

Bologg followed the line of sight of these countless statues. On the plane where he was just now, Bologg saw a deep well that sunk into darkness.

"Let's go."

Nethaniel greeted him, raised his foot into the air, and golden light paths condensed in the void. They were like illusory masonry, holding up the soles of Nethaniel's feet.

Boluogo didn't interfere too much. He followed Nethaniel and stepped on the light path together.

The imaginary bricks and stones are stacked in a spiral to create a spiral staircase that goes straight upward, and at the end of this staircase is the dark well.

Boluogo felt that it should not be called a deep well. At this moment, it was the end of the sky that communicated with the unknown.

Boluogo is about to reach the mysterious heaven behind the golden sky.

The journey up the stairs was very long. Bologg began to feel tired and tired, and his consciousness became a little blurry. But Nasaniel seemed to feel nothing and still walked steadily. Gradually, he and Bologg The distance between them gradually widens.

"Bologo."

Nethanil stopped and looked back at Boluogo below. Both of them had entered the golden sky, surrounded by ring-shaped golden columnar tube walls that extended into the darkness above.

No one knows how long it will take.

Nathaniel asked, "Are you going to forget it?"

Boluogo took a deep breath and continued walking without saying a word. No matter what, he had to understand the doubts in his heart.

Spiraling upward, endless climbing.

Bologg vaguely felt that there were layers of membranes covering his body. They tried to stop him from moving forward. Bologg passed through them, but failed to break them. The membrane was stretched extremely thin until Burlogo finally crossed the line.

The membrane ruptured, the pressure on the body disappeared instantly, and the heavy body became lighter. Bologo was unable to control his body for a while and almost fell.

"A little trick, imitating the Holy City."

Nethaniel explained casually, but Boluogo had no strength to speak, and his chest was extremely heavy. He and Nethaniel continued upward. After walking for an unknown amount of time, he finally touched the infinite darkness above the dome.

Boluogo stepped on the dark ground and looked around. This was an absolutely dark space. The only light sources were the long steps and the deep vertical well where he came from.

Nathaniel was standing not far from Bologg, his eyes looking into the darkness, "I'm bringing Bologg here."

The sound carried into the darkness, and then Bologger heard a crawling sound.

Suddenly the sounds became complicated, as if countless poisonous insects and snakes were skimming the ground, and something like a sea tide was approaching here.

Boluogo took a cautious step back, his hand involuntarily pressed on the hilt of the sword, losing the protection of the scabbard, and the deadly blade was completely exposed to the air.

Nathaniel said, "Don't be nervous, Borrog."

In the darkness, a looming giant was approaching Boluogo. It was as high as a hill, and there were countless cables extending from this huge body.

Bologg tried his best to look up. These cables seemed to have no end, extending into the endless darkness.

The figure stopped only a few meters away from Boluogo. This was a delicate position. Most of its body was still hidden in the darkness, but the brass mask made of gear machinery was illuminated by a weak light source.

"Let me introduce you."

Following Nethanil's words, the figure took a few steps forward again, and its bright outline expanded again, revealing a shocking body.

For a moment, Boluogo's breath froze. He tried to pull out the resentful bite, but his body seemed to have lost control and remained motionless, like a stone sculpture.

"The current member of the Order Bureau..."

Nathaniel suddenly became troubled. He felt that this title was not accurate.

He thought about it.

"A collection of previous Directors of the Order Bureau."

The glimmer of light illuminated the masks of different styles inlaid on the huge body.

"The crowd."