I created the Anomaly Control Bureau

Chapter 817 814. Escape
Although both of these things look like some kind of monsters, whether it is the fat man with an inverted triangle head or the woman whose flesh and blood body has been almost completely replaced by plants and fungi, there seems to be some kind of fear in their hearts.

As if they should be terrified simply by being here.

But Maan did not feel the same emotion from the mustache man.

He adjusted his hat leisurely, looked around patiently, and then chose a direction to move forward.

The mustache man walked quickly and then ordered quite naturally:

"We need to find a door that can be opened. If I'm not mistaken, there should be one in front, but we don't know how many things have escaped now. If you encounter monsters or guards, you will be responsible for dealing with them.

"You all know that I'm not a master of combat."

Although he was giving orders, the tone of his voice did not sound like that of a leader among the group.

It's closer to a magician introducing himself to the audience.

And the mustache guy spoke as if he was some celebrity that everyone had heard of.

The fat man with the deformed skull nodded:

"of course."

The brown hair on the tree girl's facial bones also began to move:
"Kill, kill, them."

The mustached man nodded and his eyes fell on Ma En.

Ma En, sensing the change in atmosphere, also spoke up:
"Ah."

Although his attitude was very cold, the mustache man nodded with satisfaction:

"Also, if I find the door, it will take me some time, and it may attract others. No matter what, you must buy me enough time. You should have no doubts."

The fat man nodded, revealing his sharp teeth:
"Of course, whoever wants to touch you must first ask my fangs if they agree."

A grunt of agreement came from the tree girl's chest.

Ma En continued:
"it is good."

After hearing that they all agreed, the mustache man quickened his pace:

"Yes, there is nothing wrong with your brains."

The tone of his voice also relaxed a little.

The fat man said with a smile:
"Of course, my brain is half a circle bigger than yours, by the way...

"Is that true?"

The mustache man did not look back:
"which one?"

The fat man shrugged:

"Of course it's about the God's Eye. Are you really..."

The mustache man turned his head and looked at him:
"Guess why I'm here now? It's fake. If I had that ability, you wouldn't be able to see me here. No one can escape the sight of that eye, not even me.

"But is your story true? Have you really eaten a goblin?"

Hearing this, the fat man's face instantly fell:
“It’s true, but I regret it. The situation is completely different from what I thought. After eating her, I got several more curses on my body. Otherwise, I might not be so unlucky to be caught.

"More importantly, she's not as delicious as the legend says.

"I don't recommend you try it anyway."

While they were chatting, the scene in front of them finally changed.

Almost in an instant, the corridor that originally seemed to have no end suddenly underwent some subtle changes.

Then, before Marn realized what was happening, they came to a crossroads.

The mustached man pulled out a black cane from his sleeve and then threw it forward casually.

The cane pointed to the right.

"You choose," the mustache man asked, "left or front?"

The fat man glanced at Ma En and the tree girl, then looked at the mustache man with some confusion:
"Don't you decide the direction?" The mustache man showed a look of realization:
"Oh, you don't know, my luck has never been very good."

Maan looked to both sides.

He couldn't detect any difference at all.

The fat man scratched his head:
"Then go to the left."

The mustache man nodded:

"Let's go."

He is still walking in the front.

At this time, Ma En finally spoke:

“You all seem to be celebrities.”

The lights in the corridor flickered for a moment.

At the same time, Marn could feel that the memory space he was in had suffered a slight impact, but this impact was almost completely restored to its original state when the lights came back on, and did not cause any real problems.

It seems that as long as he doesn't go too far, he won't disrupt the stability here.

After hearing his words, the fat man turned around and looked at him in surprise:

"It's fine if you don't recognize me, but how come you can't even recognize the Master? As far as I know, his outfit has hardly changed, right? He wears the same outfit every time he shows up.

"Everyone says that all his abilities are due to this equipment."

The fat man who said this also looked at the clothes of the man with the mustache with undisguised greed.

The mustache man waved his hand as if he didn't notice:
“Master is a nickname, you can just call me Magician. This is the famous Duke. If you haven’t even heard of his name, then you should at least know the Four Great Gourmets.

"It is said that this duke is the gourmet with the pen name 'Don't Eat Vegetables'."

The fat man also admitted:
“No need to tell anyone, that’s my pen name, everyone in this circle knows it.

"You may not know this little sister. I have never heard of her name, but it seems that she should be the legendary living tree, and she is also an extremely rare individual that parasitizes humans."

The tree girl opened her mouth which was covered with fluff:
"I. Am. A. Human."

The magician glanced at the tree man's rotten face:
“She probably hasn’t entered the third stage yet, and if I’m not mistaken, this guy should be a well-known expert in the thief world, and she should be the one who stole the island.

“I didn’t expect this guy would end up with a tree disease.”

The tree girl opened her mouth, but this time she said nothing.

"What about you?" The magician looked at Maan.

Ma En introduced himself:
"I'm Ma En, I shouldn't be famous."

Judging from the reactions of these people, they seemed to have never heard of this name. Perhaps he was not a particularly famous character at that time. Of course, he might not have been a celebrity until he lost his memory.

After all, he probably liked to keep a low profile in the past.

The magician nodded.

"Very good, Ma..."

boom!
A terrible roar was heard, and the wall of the corridor a few hundred meters ahead was slammed open. Some kind of slender-looking creature flew past at an extremely terrifying speed. If it weren't for its long body, Marn might not even be able to form a vague outline of this creature in his mind.

But when its figure disappeared, something else followed.

It was a floating black robe.

"Shit." The magician cursed.

The dark robe turned its hood around as if turning its head.

Then Maan felt seen.

Everything is broken.