Soul Painter

late at night.

Gao Fan was wearing a nightgown.

sit on the bed.

Studying the 'Great His Shell' in the system interface.

The system is very stingy, or rather rudimentary. There is no reminder about various attributes, statuses, and skills. It is like a taciturn reminder, telling Gao Fan what happened, but not why.

So Gao Fan didn't get any further hints about the "Great His Shell", but he can be sure that he has been polluted, the method of pollution is unclear, and the consequence is continuous loss of memory.

No, it's not that he lost his memory, because what Gao Fan lost was the memory in progress, that is to say, he was losing control over himself, he was losing himself.

It's late at night.

Gao Fan didn't dare to fall asleep.

Pollution is clearly accelerating.

He didn't know what he would look like after another night.

Will it become the sojourner in the hallucination of a monster with horsehair growing on its spine and a six-legged "devil god" on its body?

Gao Fan shuddered.

God jumped into Gao Fan's embrace, and arched Gao Fan's hand with his furry head.

Judging from God's vigilant and comforting eyes, maybe it knows what's going on.

"It's okay, don't be afraid, we still have cards..."

Gao Fan murmured that his hole card was Gao Zhengdao, this 'Law', which had the ability to destroy anyone.

As long as Gao Fan knows who is trying to pollute him - it is definitely not a great being, but a priest. If it is the gaze of a great being, then the pollution will not be gradual, but will be destroyed in an instant. Gao Fan turned into a monster.

Therefore, after finding out who is polluting him, Gao Fan can kill him and the entire organization behind him by turning himself into a psychopath!

However, until then, you can ask STK for some help.

Gao Fan now knows "Great Yisi" and "Great Yisi Shell", these two terms, STK should be able to find some information.

Thinking of this, Gao Fan called the operator.

The operator's phone number can be dialed at any time 24 hours a day, and she doesn't even have to queue up. She will always pick up the phone at the other end on time after the third tick.

"Hello, Mr. Painter, did you enjoy your trip in London?" The sweet voice of the operator lady reached Gao Fan's ears.

For some reason, this voice gave Gao Fan a sense of security.

It was like encountering an oasis visible from a distance in the desolate desert.

Gao Fan realizes that in this vast, desolate, unknown truth world full of hidden abyss and despair, his only credible coordinate point at present is the STK operator lady.

"Good evening, Miss Operator." Gao Fan said, "I want to inquire about something."

"Please tell me."

"What do you know about the great Yisi and the shell of the great Yisi?" Gao Fan asked.

"The Great Yisi is a superior race with a super-age technological civilization that humans cannot understand. They have evolved so thoroughly that they have gotten rid of matter and turned into a pure spiritual body.

Therefore, they are promoted to great beings in the way of the ultimate evolution of the entire ethnic group, and they are excellent practitioners of carbon-based organisms being promoted to great beings. The shell of the great Yisi is a "law" left by him in the current era, and it should be "dig out" The tomb man is in his grasp, and its mechanism of action..."

The voice of the operator lady gradually became distant.

It was so far away that it seemed to come from the sky.

Gao Fan seems to be leaving this world.

It is falling into another purely closed dark world little by little.

Until the voice of the operator lady disappeared completely.

The last ray of light in the world has also disappeared.

Waiting for the light to appear again.

It's a line first.

It becomes a panorama again.

Gao Fan blinked.

The world is like a shot opened on the big screen of a movie theater at the beginning of a movie, changing from dark to light, from monotonous to colorful, and re-reflected into Gao Fan's vision.

First of all, the bread, grapes, and ham on the table, served in a white porcelain plate, and a cup of coffee, with a knife and fork in his left and right hands.

Then there is the early morning time in London visible on the floor-to-ceiling glass on the side, from which you can see the towering Big Ben and Buckingham Palace under the shade of greenery.

Then there are the hotel guests who are eating on the many tables beside them.

There was no doubt that he was sitting on a chair in the hotel restaurant.

He is having breakfast.

On the other side of the table is his 'companion' who ate together.

It was an English man with short, dry hair and a typical British portrait, with protruding browbones, deep-set eyes, and sharp-edged face. He was opening a magazine titled Apollo and pushing In front of Gao Fan.

He's Danny Laufer.

Journalist for Apollo Art Magazine.

He interviewed me.

He probably made an appointment with me and showed me the report that published me.

Gao Fan habitually connected the plots before and after.

His nerve lines, which had become stronger due to repeated encounters with mysterious events, did not make him panic at this moment, but instead maintained a normal logic of thinking.

"Mr. Gao Fan, do you like my report on 'us'?" Danny Laufer asked Gao Fan with a smile.

to us? The word caught Gao Fan's attention, and he asked, "What does 'we' mean? I only see my own picture here."

"Because from the next time, you are no longer 'me', but 'we'." Danny Laufer explained, "I believe you still remember the experience of losing a piece of time before, that is, I am about to replace you Omens of the name 'Gao Van'.

But what I didn't expect was that you turned out to be an STK investigator. We don't want to be an enemy of STK, but you didn't remind me in advance, so this is your mistake. "

"So when I was on the phone with the operator lady yesterday, you disconnected me." Gao Fan picked up his coffee and took a sip.

"At your age, I admire your calmness in dealing with mysterious incidents, but the 'shell' has been completed, and the matter is irreversible. From yesterday afternoon, you will no longer have the name 'Gao Fan', sorry." Dan Ni Laufer said.

"Will you replace me? Or will you throw it away after use?" Gao Fan asked curiously.

"I can't manipulate two bodies, even if I use the 'shell', so I will choose one of them according to the situation, but there is a high probability that I will abandon yours, because keeping it will cause us trouble." Danny Laufer said sincerely.

"We...you mean the gravediggers?" Gao Fan asked suddenly.

"Yes." Danny Laufer admitted.

"Using the 'Law' on ordinary people, why? Pretending to be me and completing Ms. J.K's commission, what do you want from here? No, I don't care about this, I just want to ask, does the gravedigger have How many members?" Gao Fan asked suddenly.

"It's none of your business," Danny Laufer replied.

"I just want to know if you have enough funds to prepare a coffin for everyone." Gao Fan said.

Second watch~