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Chapter 95: The Long-lived Person

"Except for the uncommon title of helminthologist, in fact, for the newly recruited members of the official school over the years, whether they are archaeologists, folklorists, herbalists, linguists or private detectives, they are all public identities that are easily connected to the mysterious side."

"Scriabin, who was recruited by the Guidance School in the middle of the 5th century, was just one of the ordinary members. The reason why he became a "strange story" that could be spread later was because he lived too long."

"Live too long? How long?" Fanning couldn't help asking.

"At least when I was the 'Purple Bean Cake', that is, the golden age of the three giants of the Bologna School, this person was still alive, and his physical and spiritual state were normal, so I heard about this matter when I was about 16 or 17 years old." Joan said. "Mid-5th century, mid-7th century, that's at least close to 200 years." Fanning quickly calculated, "This is not normal, it's really not normal, even the Knowers should abandon the world."

Except for those who choose to worship evil gods and completely "not be human", and except for the improvement effects of some "cocoon" or "pool" phase secret rituals or spiritual potions, the life span of the knowledgeable is no different from that of the ignorant. 60 years old is the upper limit, and the actual average is shorter.

Even if the Knowers can live to 100 years, plus the special means of delaying aging mentioned above, it may be longer, but it will definitely not reach 200 years.

According to Oakgan, the last president of the Alchemy Association, "the body of mortal creatures is ultimately useless."

"What happened later?" Fanning asked.

"Later? This Scriabin did not show strong strength and talent. It is not clear whether he has been promoted to the middle or high level."

"But such a special situation must have caused him a lot of trouble, from himself and from the organization."

"The Guidance School is not an evil god organization. It will not do anything extreme to one of its members without any basis, but it will not treat him like a normal member. It is certain that he is more or less regarded as a "research object". In addition, the successive deaths of relatives and friends, the pressure of the external environment, and the prying of other unknown forces may not be as good as imagined."

"There was no news about this person later. The outside world could not find him. The extraordinary world thought that he might have "finally died" or escaped and lived in seclusion. This is possible. When asking the Guidance School, the official reply was also in this tone, "How can an old member who has lived for more than 200 years have no news? Is there any need to ask? Of course he is dead."

"Later, in less than ten years, I also suffered an accident, and what happened later was even more unclear."

Fan Ning stared at the glittering light of the flute in his hand and fell into deep thought.

If I said that when I made the judgment that "Scriabin" was related to Mr. F in this life, it was a bit of a bold assumption, but there is another "Scriabin" who is connected to Mr. Wax, who has a deep understanding of "worms" in this life, and even the pronunciation of this person's original name is similar to "Scriabin", it is hard to say that it is a coincidence.

The name itself is a symbol with mystical attributes.

Could it be that there is a secret history entanglement law in this life, and the Blue Star in the previous life also has it?

But what is the situation of being able to "cross the boundaries" and entangle with each other?

"So, Scriabin, a member of the Guidance School, not only did not die of old age, but also transformed himself into the chief secret historian of the Special Patrol Hall 'Mr. Wax' more than 200 years later, and even rose to the level of the Order Executor? How did you judge that Mr. Wax is Scriabin?" Fanning couldn't help but doubt the accuracy of Joan's statement.

"He didn't deliberately conceal his appearance and voice, just like Scriabin before. I noticed his current movements, and after recalling the details of my previous memories, it was easy to connect the two."

After answering, the voice of Joan in my ear yawned for a long time:

"Speaking of which, I didn't expect that the 'Old Days' would be in your hands. I didn't expect that you could be promoted to the Profound One despite the pollution, and I didn't expect that you would throw the 'Old Days' to that inexplicable place in the end."

"Why don't you rest first?" Fan Ning frowned, "Besides, is there any external force that can help you recover? With this kind of injury, another person would have lost consciousness and drifted into the river long ago. With such a serious degree, I doubt whether you can recover."

Long before leaving with the church investigation team and obtaining Joan's response, Fan Ning learned that only 1% of her spirit body was pulled out by herself, and the rest was all swept into the "back room" with "Old Days" and "Miss Scarlet"!

"It's okay, you can recover."

Qiong's tone sounded weak, but the content was very confident.

"The ability given by the psychic knowledge of the 'Broken Key Gate' has a fatal limit of about less than 0.3% of the remaining, and there is more than three times the space."

"But it is true that you will have to spend a long period of sleep for a year or so. I will first tell you my psychic ability and the method to restore the strength of the Order Enforcer. Maybe I will have a chance to help you in there, and maybe you will have a chance to help me."

"It is more likely that you can't get out." Fan Ning sighed, "Are you sure you want me to take you in? If you stay outside and recover slowly, at least your life will be safe. Sleeping in the abnormal area is creating unnecessary trouble."

He has been feeling uncomfortable since he came out of the "cracking field". The direct contact with the pollution exposed by the "old days" completely disrupted the state and rhythm that he had adjusted with great difficulty before.

The inspiration of his own creation in his mind was mixed with the reproduced Blue Star music, just like the corrosion and burning of a pile of quicklime after being poured into clean water, or the tearing pain of peeling off muscle fascia and bones. Fanning has begun to doubt that since he can't even reconcile the local conflicts in the spirit body of a mortal creature, will the "character" created with these works as the cornerstone of memory really have no problems in jointly fighting against the spread of the abnormal zone?

"You should always be full of confidence as before." Qiong's voice came lightly.

"Emphasizing the importance of "belief", or the relationship between effort and reward, this is an inspirational adventure, not a chaotic mysterious world, let alone an abnormal zone." Fanning looked at the flying sand and gravel outside the car window, "When a person is in the latter, I am afraid that the stronger the obsession, the more strange things he will see?"

He laughed at himself, but he knew that there was no room for too much small talk now.

"Tell me about the Key Gate you passed through. No one can predict what will happen after entering, so it is necessary to know in advance."

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