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Chapter 99: [98] Big Brother Finds You a Table of Beautiful Girls

"Crack!"

The firewood burst into flames.

Bright firelight danced inside the fireplace, filling the small cabin with warmth.

Cheng Han was doing something quite strange.

He stared at a crude doll and gave a command: "Lift your leg!"

In the backyard.

A black cat stared at a gray-toed mouse.

The mouse didn't move, its pair of black bean-like eyes shimmering with a faint blue light.

The black cat suddenly noticed that the gray-toed mouse lifted one leg and struck a strange pose.

It let out a puzzled "meow."

What's going on?

Inside the house.

Cheng Han commanded, "Stand up!"

In the backyard.

The gray-toed mouse stood up.

The black cat quickly wagged its tail, crouched down, and prepared to pounce and subdue this restless little thing.

How dare it move in front of this cat?

Unbelievable!

Inside the house.

Cheng Han smiled and said, "Jump!"

In the backyard.

"Meow~"

The black cat pushed off with its hind legs and pounced swiftly towards the gray-toed mouse.

In that instant.

The gray-toed mouse jumped up.

The mouse and the cat passed each other.

The black cat landed on the snowy ground, quickly turned around, and stared at the gray-toed mouse. Its big cat eyes revealed a mix of disbelief and a hint of human-like embarrassment.

This cat, who had defeated all opponents nearby, actually failed to catch a gray-toed mouse?!

It's infuriating!

Inside the house.

Cheng Han laughed and said, "Slap yourself ten times! Bow five times!"

In the backyard.

The black cat witnessed a scene of "startled cat."

The gray-toed mouse raised its two front paws and vigorously slapped its own pointed mouth, slapping it ten times. Then it lay on the ground and knocked its head against the snow.

"Meow~"

The black cat was startled and took a step back.

Too horrifying!

Could this gray-toed mouse be possessed by something strange?

In the next moment.

The black cat realized.

This was definitely the work of its owner.

Inside the house.

Cheng Han couldn't help but praise, "Produced by the Divine Spirit, truly all exquisite! The 'Dark Spirit Secret Puppet' can actually be controlled through a doll, and its flexibility is surprisingly strong."

Compared to the direct control mode of "imprinting the puppet mark on the target and controlling it with consciousness," or the so-called "direct control method," the advantages of the "doll method" are self-evident.

Let's give an example.

If the puppet is exposed, when the authorities use their tracing secret technique, the target they will be directed to is not the controller, but the doll.

In this way, the level of security is significantly higher.

Cheng Han rubbed his chin and said, "Just relying on the doll as the only cover, it seems that the security is not enough. It would be best to add another layer of security measures.

"The True Flame Remnant Seal representing the glorious sun can also serve as a cover, but unfortunately, it is the patent of the mysterious person. We must avoid any connection with the Netherworld."

A flash of inspiration came to his mind. "I have a solution!"

Cheng Han activated the True Flame Remnant Seal with his spiritual power, mobilizing the power of the Dark Light to simulate the power of the "Eternal Night Darkness" and shouted, "Open!"

A shadow suddenly emerged from the ground.

The eerie shadow appeared!

As a strange entity, it naturally had a desire to attach itself to a living being. The shadow wriggled and slowly flowed towards Cheng Han.

However.

It had only moved a palm's distance when it froze.

Danger!

This life form was extremely dangerous!

Cheng Han smirked and threw the doll towards the shadow.

The shadow instantly came to life, emerging from the ground in an instant, swallowing the doll in one gulp, and then disappeared.

It chose to return to the Netherworld.

Cheng Han chuckled, "Eating and drinking recklessly is not right, be careful of indigestion."

After a moment.

The shadow reappeared.

It trembled violently, giving off a faint feeling of "physical discomfort." After half a second, the shadow suddenly contracted.

"Bang!"

The doll flew out and fell to the ground.

The shadow disappeared even faster.

Cheng Han used his spiritual power to "sever" the coordinates, severing the connection with the Eternal Darkness, and muttered, "It seems that it's not just indigestion, but severe indigestion."

The reason for this situation is actually quite simple.

The doll still contained a trace of True Flame power. This power is absolutely opposed to the Eternal Darkness, and the shadow couldn't handle it, so it had no choice but to spit it out.

Cheng Han smiled triumphantly, "The doll has gone through the Netherworld, which is another form of protection. Even the powerful individuals in the Xuan Pavilion can do nothing about it."

With the security measures in place, he can now act recklessly under the identity of the Netherworld.

*

Noon.

Cheng Han went to the cafeteria at the outpost and had a meal.

During the curfew patrol, the cafeteria provided food all day long, and any personnel participating in the patrol could have three free meals a day. This was considered an additional benefit.

While eating.

Cheng Han heard many discussions about the Black-Haired Girl.

The Black-Haired Girl was a higher-level dangerous anomaly. On the first day of the curfew patrol, they encountered this anomaly, and naturally, it spread like wildfire within the outpost.

"The investigation results are out. It turns out that this anomaly originated from a love affair."

"How should I put it?"

"The Black-Haired Girl and the young man who turned into a Black-Haired Puppet used to be lovers. But later, the Black-Haired Girl was abandoned and filled with resentment. In the end, she was targeted by something strange."

"Poor thing!"

"I don't think she's poor. Carrying such intense negative emotions for a long time, the probability of encountering something strange is several times higher than that of a normal person..."

Cheng Han's heart was moved by what he heard.

The relationship between emotions and the strange phenomenon was obviously based on statistical data, but what was the essence of it?

Could it be related to the foreign gods again?

At this moment, a strong man walked over with a tray.

It was Tang Jing, one of the four patrol leaders at the outpost.

"Bang!"

Tang Jing placed the tray in front of Cheng Han and sat down with a smile, saying, "Cheng Han, you finished patrolling at seven o'clock. Why don't you get some more sleep?"

Usually, this guy, relying on his position as a patrol leader, always had a hint of arrogance in his attitude towards others.

But at this moment, he had a friendly smile on his face.

Cheng Han casually made up a reason, "I'm not used to the schedule yet, so I can't sleep."

He didn't need to deduce to know why this guy suddenly came over.

And sure enough...

Tang Jing smiled and said, "Old Long said today that if it weren't for your keen intuition, he might have become a corpse. Can you help me see if I will encounter any danger during my patrols these days?"

Cheng Han muttered in his heart, "He really treats me like a fortune teller," but he honestly replied, "I can't tell for now."

In last night's deduction, he was the perfect link and could vaguely sense the strange aura, so he could "predict the unpredictable."

But this person was different. His future was in a chaotic state, and coupled with his daily contact with many people and the accumulation of too much information, the possibility of successful deduction was zero.

Tang Jing almost begged, "Cheng Han, please take another look."

This guy suddenly remembered a rumor and tentatively asked, "How about a reward of twenty silver coins?"

Cheng Han's mouth twitched, and he sincerely replied, "Sorry, Patrol Leader, I really can't do anything."

Tang Jing's smile faded a bit, "Alright! If you notice anything in the future, remember to remind me, and I will reward you generously!"

Cheng Han nodded, "Of course!"

He knew very well that this guy wasn't very scheming, and he was a bit unhappy at the moment, but he didn't dare to offend him.

He also knew that it wasn't just Tang Jing who didn't dare to offend him, but everyone in the outpost.

When he was serving the food at the window just now, the cafeteria aunt clearly gave him more meat in the ladle than the other patrol members.

The power of the "predict the unpredictable" ability was so great!

Tang Jing was very polite, "Cheng Han, take your time to eat. I have something to do, so I'll go talk to Cao Yaoshan first."

Two minutes later.

Another unexpected guest appeared.

This time it was the third patrol leader, Zuo Ling.

Cheng Han sighed inwardly, "When will this end? Can't even have a peaceful meal."

Zuo Ling was a straightforward person and patted Cheng Han's shoulder, saying, "Brother Cheng, if you see something wrong with me in the future, remember to remind me."

He directly handed over a handful of silver coins, probably around fifteen, and said, "When asking for help, you have to have the attitude of asking for help. This is the cost of treating you to tea. Give me face and don't refuse!"

This statement carried a hidden meaning, targeting Tang Jing a bit.

Cheng Han hesitated for a moment and smiled, "Thank you, Patrol Leader."

By taking the initiative to give money, a rule was established - if you want something done, give fifteen silver coins first.

In this way, a group of freeloaders could be stopped, saving a lot of trouble.

Killing two birds with one stone!

Zuo Ling took a few steps and suddenly turned around, shouting loudly, "Brother, as long as you help me avoid a disaster, I will treat you to flower wine and guarantee to find you a table of beautiful girls.

"If you like young ones, I'll find you a group of young ones. If you like mature ones, I'll find you ones that are experienced. Any type is not a problem."

After saying that, this guy walked away with big strides.

A group of onlookers in the canteen gathered their gaze.

Even the dogs also assumed a posture of watching.

Cheng Han's face twitched, and he decisively decided to leave.

Damn it!

How can I eat this meal?

Five minutes later.

The fourth patrol leader, also the only female patrol leader, Jiang Man, arrived late.

This slightly attractive mature woman looked around and asked, "Where is Brother Cheng?"

Someone immediately answered, "He just left."

Someone else made a joke, "Patrol Leader Jiang, are you here to deliver money too?"

Jiang Man glared at the person, "This is protection money, understand?"

This sentence immediately caused a burst of laughter.

A bold guy shouted, "Just now, Patrol Leader Zuo said he can find beautiful girls for Cheng Han."

Jiang Man puffed up her chest and spoke in a bold tone, "What's the big deal? As long as Brother Cheng likes it, I can handle it myself."

The laughter grew louder.

The atmosphere became more joyful.

*

Back at home.

Cheng Han started reading a heavy volume of scriptures about the foreign god.

Half an hour later.

He suddenly exclaimed, "Huh, this symbol, why does it look a bit familiar?"

Cheng Han decisively began deducing.

An illusion appeared:

This was a truly beautiful girl.

She supported the glass with both hands, her graceful and slender figure clearly visible. Her face showed a look of pain, and her eyes revealed deep disgust.

"Smack!"

This was the sound of a slap.

And a rough male voice said, "Stinky outsider!"

On this woman's chest, there was a strange pattern.

Although most of it was buried under the skin and not very clear, the All-Knowing Eye gave a definite result—it was the exact same pattern.

Then, the illusion disappeared.

Cheng Han's face became serious, "Interesting! That merchant's mistress, who was abused by Xiang Zhengqi, actually had the 'Evil Emblem' representing the foreign god tattooed on her."

In the mouths of foreign god believers, this was the Holy Emblem.

But in the official definition, this was the Evil Emblem.

This thing had a widely known effect—praying for power from the foreign god.

Due to the continuous high-pressure crackdown by the authorities, no one dared to openly tattoo the Evil Emblem, but the foreign god believers found many alternative methods, and the semi-buried style was one of them.

Thanks to 'Reader 20180805123639417' for the reward!

(End of this chapter)