Please Stop Summoning Me!

Shen Yi didn't come to a conclusion, but instead said to himself: "But thinking about it now, maybe, the fiery heart will have to do another experiment with the identity of the Lord of Ashes before it can come to a complete conclusion."

"After all, the results of the previous experiment made the results of this experiment directly meaningless... Conversion cannot occur if the 'account' is incorrect."

At this moment, Shen Yi felt that the air-conditioning in his body had become more and more abundant, much more powerful than the previous ones, as if it was caused by a quantitative change...

Qualitative change!

Shen Yi stood up again and fully felt the cold current with his body.

"I was summoned for the fourth time as the 'Mist of the White Shore'. Well, I was summoned three times as the Lord of Ashes, twice as the Lord of Tranquility, and only once in the City of Colorless..."

After four summons, the authority of the god beyond the world caused a qualitative change.

Shen Yi tried to make the air flow all over his body, and he turned into a mist again, and it was not difficult to mist it skillfully many times, but he just thought so, and his body suddenly "exploded"!

"..."

Shen Yi feels very strange now, his body has grown a lot bigger, white mist fills the entire cafe, and his "body" is overflowing everywhere.

The original atomization only turned itself into a cloud of mist, but the current "vaporization" is completely different.

He really turned into a fog.

This is a very wonderful special state, Shen Yi can even feel everything in this fog, whether it's cola, that arm, and a fiery heart.

Everything exists in perception, and he can clearly feel their state.

Shen Yi tried to "stretch" himself and make his body longer.

The white fog quickly affected people and things outside the cafe, and his perception also extended, and he could "feel" the existence of these things just like before.

"But the total area is the same, a very interesting change... I don't know how much the ability of atomization will evolve after a few more summons?"

"I wonder if other authorities will have a qualitative change?"

Shen Yi had a little anticipation, and then tried to change back to his original shape.

It worked.

Nails, skin, flesh, bones...the bodies belonging to human beings are reunited, standing in the dark cafe.

Shen Yi breathed a sigh of relief when he changed back into a human form.

"It can change back."

He looked at his hands and had a feeling just now that he might never be able to become a human again.

Thankfully it's just an illusion.

But for some reason, Shen Yi had a strong hunch that with repeated "calls", he might become further and further away from the category of "people".

He sat calmly on the chair beside him and took out the book of the traveler of the ten directions.

There are not many free pages left, and he has recorded several new locations in the past few days.

For example, Tina's house.

It's all for the convenience of timely rescue... With the increase of potential enemies, Shen Yi feels that it is really good to have subordinate forces, and the members of the Chaos Embers Order are all worth using.

They would guard the neighborhood of Tina's family in shifts.

Shen Yi turned to one of the pages, and inside it was Tina's home. It was an ordinary family with two bedrooms and one living room.

He wants to make sure that Tina is safe.

Swiping between his fingers and moving the camera, he saw Tina in the pages of the book wearing pajamas, lying comfortably on the pink bed, asleep, without any manifestation of nightmares.

"It seems that the pseudo-god didn't make trouble in her dream again."

"Watching a lady sleep is not gentlemanly."

Shen Yi laughed at himself, shook his head, and closed the book of the traveler of the ten directions.

His mind began to change.

Now that I have discovered the secret of "gift transformation", instead of being passively summoned again and again, it is better to try to actively summon them, so that the frequency of summoning becomes higher.

Let the "power" that you can influence quickly become stronger.

He thought for a while, and said to himself: "In this way, I'm really the mastermind behind the scenes... The summons again and again will allow me to obtain more sacrifices and my authority will become stronger. ."

It is a win-win situation.

Just as Shen Yi was thinking, the shriveled arm on the ground moved again, and it started to crawl cautiously, trying to get close to the glass door of the coffee shop.

When it slowly came to the glass door, there was a sudden "Ouch" sound, and a black and white figure rushed over and bit it fiercely!

The withered arms struggled desperately, but no matter what, they couldn't escape a cat's mouth.

Coke held his wriggling withered arm in his mouth as if taking credit, and walked towards Shen Yi with a catwalk.

Chapter 102 Chapter 100

October 13th.

Morning.

The weather in Bayland was as bad as ever.

The sky was dark and gloomy, and the raindrops were forming a dense curtain of rain.

The road was covered with black umbrellas, the traffic lights turned from red to green, and the black team marched forward in an orderly manner.

A stumbled middle-aged man rushed into the station with an umbrella.

Standing under the rain pavilion at the bus station, Albert looked at the heavy rain outside and breathed a sigh of relief.

Mr. Albert is an ordinary office worker,

He works in a trading company on weekdays, and today he also takes a red double-decker bus to work.

As usual.

The domed canopy on the bus station blocked most of the rain, but there was still rain that leaked through the net and was swept in by the wind.

Albert put away the umbrella, shook the water on it, sat on the long row of chairs, took out a newspaper from his briefcase, and read it.

This is today's Bayland Morning News. Occasionally, because he is too anxious, he misses breakfast time, so he has to read the newspaper at the bus stop.

"Member John emerged from the race to be the new leader of the city of Bayland with a promise to make people live better, richer, safer lives... free from crime and Cult."

The campaign is over and a new city administrator has been elected.

Albert nodded lightly and continued reading.

"Mayor John decided to give a public speech two days later, which will be broadcast on TV to tell the people of the country about his future thoughts and policies."

He shook his head, alas, boring news, what do these high-class people think about me?

"Yeah, it's really boring news, it's better to report on the Miracle Cult and talk about their spread in the remote countryside."

The hoarse voice made Albert stunned for a moment. He quickly turned his head and found that the speaker was sitting beside him.

This is an old man.

His thin body is tightly wrapped in a thick black trench coat, his white hair is neatly combed, his face has obvious wrinkles, he has a small white beard, squinted eyes, and wears a pair of gold-rimmed glasses.

There is a kind of scholar's temperament...this is Albert's first feeling.

The old man also held a copy of the same Belland morning paper in his hand, turned his head to look at Albert, and shook his head with a smile on his lips.

"Hello."

The old man extended his hand very politely, smiled and greeted Albert.

"Hello."

Albert nodded lightly, smiled and shook his hand.

The old man looked outside the bus shelter, at the passing pedestrians and black umbrellas.

"This is Bayland, the former center of the world, the capital of all cities, the land of hope, and the current international metropolis. I haven't been here for many years."

Was he someone who used to live in Bayland? Albert smiled and took the call, asking, "I haven't been here for many years, have you been to Bayland before?"

The old man nodded lightly, narrowed his eyes, and smiled: "Well, yes, the last time I came here was a hundred years ago."

Albert was stunned for a while, then laughed and joked: "Then I see it, you are a long-lived magician, you have a wand, a broom, and an invisibility cloak."

The old man turned his head again and stared at him.

He stared at Albert for a long time, and suddenly nodded seriously.

"Yes, you are right, I am a magician, or the real one."

The old man squinted oddly and smiled.

At this moment, his expression was a little weird, and suddenly it became a little scary.

Albert was silent for a while, vaguely feeling that the old man's spirit might be a little abnormal.

Out of kindness and concern, he continued to inquire.

"You haven't been to Bayland for a long time, why are you here now? Do you remember your relatives living here?"

The old man sighed and said, "Because my relatives died here."

A loved one passed away? So come to the funeral? This is an acceptable reason. Maybe I think too much. The spirit of the old man is normal.

Albert thought for a while, the moment just now was an illusion.

The old man rubbed his legs, shook his body, and hummed a nameless country tune.

"Uh-huh......"

He continued: "Although it's not a family member who attaches great importance to, nor is he a very close bloodline, but he was killed in this city, and I must come to see the situation."

"Because this is the family."

It was a murder case. I didn't expect it to unfold like this. Albert was silent for a long time.

"Uh, murder?"

"Yes." The old man nodded again.

Albert sighed and said, "My condolences."

The corner of the old man's mouth was slightly raised, his eyes narrowed and he smiled: "It's okay."

"My mood has started to improve."

Albert was stunned for a while, always feeling weird, and didn't answer any more.

The two sat on the long row of chairs and didn't say a word.

The bus is coming.

Albert got on the bus, felt a little tired, and fell asleep unconsciously.

——

Since joining the Anti-Magic Bureau, Su Ling's living expenses have become a lot more comfortable.

She moved out of the old house a few months ago. After careful selection of cost-effectiveness, she finally lived in a mid-to-high-end apartment in Bayland.

For the convenience of going to work and school, the newly rented apartment is located at the handover location of the Anti-Magic Bureau and the school.

It takes less than 20 minutes to go downstairs and you will see the bus station, and a short walk is the subway station.

With such a good location, the rent is naturally not cheap. Fortunately, 80% of the rent can be reimbursed by the Anti-Magic Bureau, and it doesn't cost much when it ends up in her hands.

Su Ling sometimes even thinks, if the death rate and madness rate are not too high, do one.

The investigators of the Anti-Magic Bureau are really the best choice for contemporary young people...

inside the house.

Su Ling picked up a hooded black trench coat from the sofa, put it over a white wool sweater, put on black jeans, and finally a pair of black boots that almost touched her knees.

She is going to go to the coffee shop today.

Su Ling has collected information about the Dust of Light and plans to report it to Mr. Shen.

Information about the Salian family.

In fact, she got the information from the director's mouth.

The director seems to know the Salian family very well, and their current patriarch Henry is indeed a member of the Dust of Light.

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