The Original Seeker

"Time is almost up." Yun Jie looked at the sky, and then the figure disappeared into the air silently.

Bai Mo then also left the cafe.

After they left, the cups they had drunk returned to a brand new state like a step back in time, consciously drifting back to the backstage kitchen.

No one felt that there was anything wrong, except for a certain cat that had been sleeping.

It has already been demonized, and apart from having talented spells, its intelligence has long been like ordinary people, so it can detect that there is something wrong.

Instinctively, it went to the kitchen, wanting to get those two cups.

There are people walking in the kitchen, all the waiters who can't stop and are busy.

The big cat avoided them cautiously.

To be honest, it doesn't like the environment of the back kitchen of the coffee shop. There is hot liquid everywhere, which can easily hurt itself, but there is no way. The cat can only take a trip for the two cups.

"Fortunately, I was not sent into the dishwasher."

It didn't take much effort to find the position of the two cups.

In the eyes of ordinary people, these two cups look no different from other cups. They are both industrialized products of the same style. However, in their eyes, a certain special psychic brilliance shrouded the cup is almost like a guiding light. .

Just as it twisted its body, jumped on the table softly, ready to stretch out its claws to take away two cups...

"Tom!!"

"Tom!!"

"Come and catch the mouse!!"

A scream came from the storage room.

A sturdy woman wearing a maid costume and carrying a broom, ran out with a little horror, yelling Tom as she ran.

Tom is the name the maids gave Big Cat, and the stout woman is the director of this maid coffee shop.

Today she was idle and was fine, planning to go into the storage room to clean up, but as soon as she opened the door, she saw a rat stealing food.

The mouse glanced at the maid, then immediately dropped the food, went under her skirt, went through the storage room door and disappeared, leaving only her frightened.

Upon seeing this, the big cat had to temporarily put down the two cups he was holding and ran in the direction of the sound.

The Federation has extremely strict restrictions on animal growth. Once a spontaneously awakened monster is found, except for a very small number of lucky ones who have been accepted as spiritual favors by big people, the rest will be arrested and sent to concentration camps to receive long humanized brainwashing and enslaving education.

Life in the concentration camp is not easy, and the monsters with a little better information will not have the idea of ​​going in.

They would rather hide in remote corners that are hard to reach by the Union Extraordinary, and survive incognito, just like smugglers.

Tom is one of them.

For a long time, it only disguised as a slightly smarter cat, nesting in a cafe and eating and waiting to die.

If it reveals the fact that he has become refined, it is likely to attract investigators who want to forcibly "contain" himself.

"That idiot mouse would be found by the maid's chief maid even if he ate it. It's so stupid."

The mouse is another ghost creature hidden in this coffee shop. He has dealt with Tom a bit before, and the two beasts even negotiated some rules.

On both sides, there is always the river water, not the well water.

After a trot all the way, Tom came to the maid’s side and walked around her thick, pillar-like thighs several times.

Of course, the mouse has long since disappeared without a trace.

"Useless guy!" Looking at the big cat who was too late and only knew how to pretend, the maid said a few curses, then closed the storage room door and returned to the front desk.

Although Tom could understand her, he couldn't refute it, even if it could kill this human being with just one claw.

Now, unlike decades ago, the federal police have long been equipped with the magic weapon for solving crimes—retrospecting in the air.

All homicides and major cases, as long as the police backtrack this psychic instrument with the airborne, most of the things that happened at the crime scene can be reproduced.

In disguised terms, it is equivalent to an ubiquitous surveillance camera, but the longer the retrospective time, the greater the consumption.

The stagnant backtracking provided by the general local police station can probably trace back what happened within a month, and it is limited to the city.

If you want to go back to what happened within half a year, you need to apply to a provincial-level unit.

At present, technically, the upper limit of the time of stagnation backtracking is about one year, and this high-precision instrument can only be applied for in the capital, Marinchoa.

New technologies are always easy to be used to do bad things.

Backtracking is no exception.

From the lowest level of voyeurism, the use of retrospective technology to reproduce the bathroom and bathhouse environment, being a sullen wolf, to the advanced spy work, using retrospect to reproduce the state of the secret person entering the password, stealing important password information.

Many of the special abilities and techniques of the psionic age will be broken by some people who have a lot of brains.

If there is a spear, there is a shield. Scientists have long discovered that strong psychic reactions can greatly interfere with the effect of retrospective. Therefore, some experienced assailants will immediately plant a psionic bomb to completely destroy the scene after the attack.

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Tom obviously doesn't understand this. He only knows that backtracking can reproduce his figure. If he is found out by this thing as a murderer, he will immediately be chasing after the investigator who bit the end of the world.

To "contain" a monster like Tom, the Federation can give a reward of 200,000 to 300,000 federal yuan, which is enough for a family of three to live in a large city in the Federation for a year.

Of course, the acquisition cost of two to three million yuan is actually not a big deal in this monster brainwashing industry chain operated by the Federation. A Tier 2 monster bodyguard who has been thoroughly loyal and educated can have an official price of less than 10 million yuan.

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"This fat lady is not a character either, you are so fierce." Tom followed away cursingly, preparing to return to the kitchen and take away his own adventures.

After hundreds of years of hard work, whether it is the Federation or the White Land, from human to monster, from immortal to mortal, there is only one official language—the lingua franca.

This kind of mixed multilingual stuff has become a bridge for everyone to communicate, including monsters. Because their social structure is too loose, there is no time to develop their own language, so they can learn to use human language directly. It is the lowest cost approach.

"Dead-old-rat! Put it down for me!!"

When he walked the catwalk back to the kitchen, the scene in front of him made Tom angry.

This reckless guy wants to take away the cup that belongs to it!

It was a coincidence that the mouse himself was eating quietly in the storage room, and he didn't notice the two gods coming outside.

If it hadn't been startled by the maid and went to the kitchen in a panic and prepared to run away from the sewer, it would not have noticed the two gleaming psychic lights, and at first glance they were not ordinary things.

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