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Chapter 469 Archives

At that moment, the light from the seven beads seemed to pass through the confines of the building, rushing into the dark sky, and reaching the universe!

But the female reporter kept her hands and five fingers together, her palms forming a triangular airspace, and she did not move. Her lowered eyes were slightly narrowed, and her expression was solemn and pious.

Um?Is this a big move?
The female social worker glanced over there, and then waved her hand with a stick, beating the screaming and rushing monster into a puddle of sticky matter and scattered it on the ground.

The reason why there is no light shining is because she has used up her strength just now.

In this dark and strange Qiming building, the power of the light is really suppressed to the limit, and there is only a little bit of effort to absorb and condense it. If it continues to use it, it will consume her own mental power.

Then of course it can no longer be used.

What's more, she has been very successful in attracting the monster's attention now.

The monsters crawling out from the ceiling, the floor, or the walls rushed towards her one after another, without even looking at the female reporter who was holding back her big move.

At the same time, a certain little girl hidden in room 306 was also secretly paying attention to her.

As more and more monsters crawled out of the corridor, the female social worker gradually seemed to have insufficient spare energy, and she kept retreating in the narrow corridor until she reached the end of the corridor on the right.

The room at the end, room number is 301.

The female social worker pressed her back against the wall to take a break to breathe. Even if she showed good physical combat skills, she would still feel weak when facing the crowd tactics of unkillable monsters.

She leaned on the ground with her cane and looked at the dark monsters seeping out continuously, her eyes were unclear.

The body of the dark green bamboo stick is unremarkable, and it was still shining with golden light just now, but now, traces of black mist linger above it.

But at this moment, on the other side of the corridor, the female reporter who was standing at the top of the stairs holding back her big move suddenly shouted, "Be careful!"

After the words fell, a gust of wind blew over from the opposite side.

Immediately afterwards, the bright colors, like the Milky Way, came rushing straight, like the Milky Way falling nine days, rumbling and occupying the gaps in the entire corridor!
The female social worker stood at the end of the corridor, the sudden strong wind lifted the hair on her forehead, and her clothes were ruffled.

Do you really have the time to prepare for others to dodge at this speed of attacking?
She complained in her heart.

Afterwards, that bright light directly occupied all sights.

She suddenly opened her eyes wide, colorful starlight shone in those dark pupils, and in a trance, she seemed to see the boundless cosmic galaxy.

The star trails in the universe slowly rotated, and seven extremely shining stars lit up, connecting each other and reflecting each other, faintly outlining an incomparably mysterious pattern.

The female social worker stared blankly at the starry sky.

The sketched pattern gradually appeared in her mind. It seemed to be a picture of offering sacrifices and praying to all things. Looking at it again, it seemed to be just a pair of simple eyes, but it seemed that the seven stars could not connect two eyes.

Seven stars, and no coloring.

Those eyes opened suddenly, they were a pair of emerald and ice-green pupils, empty and deep but deep and profound, which seemed to contain the truth of everything in the world, which made people unconsciously indulge in exploration.

But this feeling is only for a moment.

In the next moment, those emerald green eyes disappeared, and the bright cosmic galaxy also disappeared without a trace.

In front of you is a clean corridor.

The corridor is dimly lit, only the moonlight in the sky can provide a little pale light, but there is no flowing dark matter, and no hideous and twisted monsters rushing forward.

"Are you OK?"

The female reporter trotted over and asked.

The female social worker came back to her senses, her black eyes stared straight at her, and the corner of her mouth curled into a smile: "I'm fine, my sister is really amazing, what was that trick just now?"

"Seven Stars Lianzhu. It took a long time to accumulate those things in order to purify them. Fortunately, you didn't let them stop me." The female reporter laughed.

"Just now I was blown away by your strength." The female social worker lowered her eyes slightly.

"Ah, I'm sorry, but this trick will not cause any harm to ordinary people. It will only remove those weird things. You shouldn't be injured, right?" The female reporter sized her up with concerned eyes.

The female social worker raised her face and smiled slightly: "No wonder, I didn't get hurt."

While speaking, she opened her hands and turned around in front of the female reporter, because the darkness that was stained on the clothes before was also dispelled, and it looked clean and normal at this time.

Seeing this, the female reporter nodded silently.

Speaking of which, when this girl dealt with those monsters before, the power she used seemed to be on the divine side.

Could it be that she is overthinking?
The female reporter looked at the female social worker with a relaxed expression, and said, "Let's leave this place quickly, that weird Linna may still be here, and it's not safe to stay too long."

"Okay." The female social worker nodded obediently.

The two quickly left the corridor on the right, and when they reached the stairs, they didn't see the little girl named Linna just now.

Naturally, the female reporter would not just wait for the other party to appear again, she turned around and walked quickly towards the corridor on the left.

There is also a number plate on the door of the first room near the stairway in the corridor on the left——

[308 Qiming Office].

office?
The office of the orphanage should belong to the director, right?

But this time, the female reporter didn't try to post it to check the situation inside through the auxiliary window. She just took a serious look at the door, and then continued to move forward.

[309], [310], [311]...

The following room numbers have no names.

The female reporter stopped suddenly.

Because, there is only the last room left.

The female reporter took a deep breath, cautiously raised her head with anticipation and apprehension, and looked at the number plate on the door of the room little by little.

[314 Qiming Archives].

Really here!
The female reporter stared at the house number, then turned her head to look at the female social worker following behind, and said with a smile, "We've arrived."

"Shall we go in now?" The female social worker tilted her head and looked at her innocently.

"Now……"

The female reporter suddenly paused.

Rule No. 16 of "Qiming Shantang Visiting Handbook": The archives room for Qiming Orphanage materials is on the third floor of Qiming Building. Do not enter the archives room unless necessary.

Thinking of the police assistant who brought them in, he only opened two doors, and it was so weird that people could see it with the naked eye.

Originally, she and the photographer kept the police assistant so that he could open the last door, but unexpectedly, the three of them overturned at the black and white dice on the second floor.

So now, no cannon fodder can help open this door.

The female reporter's expression was unclear, she turned her head and said, "The rules may have changed now, and it might not be good for us to rush in."

The female social worker didn't have the slightest doubt when she heard the words, she leaned over and said, "Let me see what's inside first."

Every room here has secondary windows at the front and rear doors. The female reporter did not stop her, but moved away a little bit, watching the girl approach the door, standing on tiptoe to look at the high secondary windows.

It was pitch black inside.

Only the moonlight cast in through the window on the opposite side of the room, I can vaguely see the layout inside, there are rows of bookshelves, and there is a desk and chair near the front door.

Apart from objects, there appears to be no one inside.

The level of danger in the archives is actually the lowest.

Because the source of danger is the director of Qiming Orphanage.

……

(End of this chapter)