Odd Containment Specialist

After eating, they dealt with some trivial matters of ordinary people, and everyone's mental and physical strength was almost exhausted.

Ke Zitong's death should have been discovered by the funeral home, but after they moved their positions with those heads, they were not pursued by the funeral home.

This result did not surprise Xia Shou. After all, for the funeral home, the control of these thousands of people is always in their hands.

And the only thing Xia Shou and his team can decide is the life and death of these people.

In the eyes of the funeral home, they carry these thousands of heads, which is equivalent to carrying thousands of wounded people. It is a complete burden, so sending members to pursue is unwise.

After all, even Ke Zitong is gone, and sending trash here is just sending heads.

And the embalmers (the general name of the members of the funeral home) who are stronger than Ke Zitong are probably all at level five.

Even the funeral home will not let the level five extraordinary people take action easily.

However, the funeral home has not taken action for the time being, but it will take action sooner or later.

In the eyes of the funeral home, they, with thousands of disabled people, were a seriously injured beast. They only needed to follow quietly and wait for them to run out of energy.

Or, wait for them to put down the things that were holding them back.

Xia Shou looked at the numb people behind him, then looked at Pedros in the distance and nodded.

More than ten hours had passed since they came in. The high-intensity battles and the double torture of physical and mental torture had pushed their spirits to the limit.

Even Xia Shou himself had the idea of ​​taking a rest.

Even he, a scorpion spine parasite who could actively increase his adrenaline level, was so tired, let alone others.

Although he would not die if he did not sleep, his mental fatigue and decreased reaction speed were both major problems that could not be ignored.

This street was not long to begin with. Judging from the huge landmark in the direction of the red moon, if they kept on going, they might arrive soon.

But even a fool would know that it would not be so smooth afterwards.

Ke Zitong had already said that the senior who protected "The Notebook of Dorian Gray" had long become a lunatic.

Even the funeral home didn't dare to attack him directly, so you can imagine the opponent's fighting power.

But Xia Shou would not provoke him, because Dorian Gray had already told him the general content of the notes, and he already knew what he should know.

So the main reason for resting now is that Xia Shou wants to let [Self-Death] cool down before arriving at that place.

"Take a break." Xia Shou said to Su Yue and others.

No one objected, and everyone didn't even have the energy to speak.

"Mr. Trump Card, come here to sleep, resting requires a good environment." Pedros said from a distance.

The clock tower also installed two tents for them.

"Thank you." Xia Shou replied.

Pedros came over and smiled at Xia Shou: "Before we rest, let's talk alone. I have something to tell you about the stone given to you by the funeral home whose head you took off before."

...

The camp was very quiet. Xia Shou and Pedros lit a bonfire on a flat gravel ground in the crowd of people in the yard. There was a pot on top of it, and milk tea was cooked in it.

"Maybe there is night in the underworld too." Pedros looked at the obscured red moon in the sky and said casually.

Since the clouds blocked the red moon just now, the light has dimmed. If there is no bonfire, it is pitch dark.

Clearly, you can still see the obscured hazy red light and the thick clouds with distinct layers when you look up, but they can't see anything on the ground.

Maybe there is really night in the underworld.

"You clock towers work outside, do you have such a high standard of living?" Xia Shou teased.

Pedros smiled faintly: "We have fewer people in the clock tower than you, but we are very rich. As long as we transfer lifespans between people, those rich people will pay enough money.

The latest price is 100 million a month. Of course, in order to maintain a good relationship with the control bureau, we set an upper limit on our annual turnover. Generally, we will stop doing it when we make 30 billion."

"It's quite profitable."

"Oh? You don't seem to care about money at all. Few people react as coldly as you when they hear about this."

"I don't really have any concept of money... Of course, I have some concept."

Pedros raised his head and looked at Xia Shou opposite him. The firelight illuminated Xia Shou's face. He stared straight at the campfire, and it was hard to tell whether he was in a daze or thinking.

"That stone, what do you want to tell me?" Xia Shou raised his eyes and met Pedros's gaze.

"Well, although I think you must know, I still want to ask you first. I wonder if you know Mo Yusi and Shihe."

Xia Shou's eyes flickered slightly, and he lowered his head and used a branch to stir the fire: "The Control Bureau has some information, but the records are very mixed and few. I have heard of the names, so you can pretend that I don't know."

Pedros nodded silently: "Then I will tell you in detail what I know.

Do you know about the Abyss Disease? ... Know? That's great, no need for me to explain, then let's talk about the Root Sea directly, I am a deep diver.

I also know some other people like me. Now we know the distribution of the Root Sea. The top layer is controlled by the Thirst Fang, the Sea of ​​Thirst and Desire.

Going down is the sea controlled by the Blood God, which is called the 'Sea of ​​Blood Sacrifice' in the literature, and then down is the 'Sea of ​​Forgetting and Remembering' controlled by Mo Mi.

Then go down... the sea area further down, there is not much consensus among the deep divers. Some say it is the sea area of ​​human gods, and some say it is the sea area controlled by the shears of division.

Of course, these controversial topics have nothing to do with what I want to talk about today. What I want to talk about is the belief that our clock tower firmly believes in. We believe that the Black Jade Division is in the sea area below Mo Mi.

It is said that there is a place where many histories converge, where a branch is close to the trunk, and a river of time connects all the nodes on the branch.

Well... to describe it with the currently recognized theory, it is a ladder connecting many cyclic histories, lost histories, and various other histories.

He can go to all the time on the first branch, and there is a rumor that - because our world is now on the first branch, the owner of the Black Jade Division can even trim the time of the human world. "

Xia Shou didn't say anything, silently pouring milk tea, but his heart was already in turmoil.

He finally heard the detailed information about Moyusi!

Although it may not be credible, this is the most detailed information he has heard so far!

He almost said "go on", but when the words came to his lips, he changed it to: "Then what?"

"Although it is a bit outrageous, our clock tower thinks this is the correct theory. If you have read Einstein's "Theory of Relativity", you may come to the same conclusion as us.

Of course, I am not talking about the one that can be bought everywhere now. That book explains the physics of the world. The control bureau knows that it is written to bluff people.

After all, the earth is a Möbius ring, and the sun and the moon are not physical celestial bodies at all.

But Einstein is indeed a genius. I have never seen anyone write a diary like him. I really don't know which god influenced him behind the scenes to make him have such a strong desire to spread secret knowledge.

He actually combined the secret knowledge with the secular physics, and then... passed the review of the control bureau that year and published it.

That kind of knowledge can be seen by everyone. Mortals see physics, and those who know it see the truth. There is no more genius diary than this.

And because it has been incorporated into the modern physics system and widely spread through education, the Control Bureau cannot contain the spread of this knowledge, so it can no longer be recovered.

The only thing that makes the Control Bureau feel fortunate is that as a supernatural book, it is too profound for ordinary scholars to understand.

The reading threshold of "Relativity" in the supernatural world is higher than that of "Relativity" in reality, especially some "experiments" need to be experienced in person.

In addition, some obscure jargons cannot overcome the initial information gap without sufficient knowledge, such as a very critical premise - the speed of light is constant.

The perfect theory he established well hides the original reference of this light.

And if you want to know this, unless you accept enlightenment from a higher existence, you can only observe the light itself. "

After saying that, Pedros took out the black stone he had taken out before, and the ghost images that Xia Shou had seen appeared on it again.

"The speed of light is constant, which means that the light is not affected by the flow of time, and the light emitted by the fragments of Mo Yusi." Pedros said calmly.