Wizard: Become stronger by drawing cards from the potions variety show

Chapter 636 No One Is Worth Trusting
Nick rolled to his feet, his heart pounding.

Although he looked very disheveled, there was still a smile on his face.

The rules do say that after the bells in the bell tower ring, the celebrations must continue indoors, but they do not directly state that people cannot go outdoors.

The fact that he has risked his life now and is still alive and unpunished is the best proof of this.

Fortunately, he had already memorized the map of the entire town during the parade, and now he wanted to go to the church.

The text on the rules leaves a lot of room for interpretation, but where it’s clearly stated that it’s safe, you can’t go wrong.

After nightfall, everything became more dangerous. He didn't know how long he could hold on, but he had to at least try to go to a safe place.

So Nick identified the direction, saw the shadow of the towering church in the night, and started running again.

He was not sure if he was safe now, nor was he sure when the anomaly would find him. According to his thinking, if Miles was affected by the anomaly, then Theresa and Willis should be the targets of the anomaly, and they should be able to buy themselves some time.

However, as Nick was running, he heard laughter and cheers coming from the houses on both sides of the street. People seemed to be still celebrating, but the problem was that there were no lights on in any of the rooms.

The people inside didn't seem to care at all. Only the noisy celebratory laughter could be heard in the dark room.

The deserted streets, dark houses and bustling sounds made Nick's fear grow.

"By the way... where did all the furnishings and things on the street go..."

It was only then that Nick noticed that the tables lined up on both sides of the street, with the large amounts of barbecue food piled on them during their celebration parade, had now disappeared.

Was it taken away?
impossible.

When the clock struck 4, the residents around ran to their houses with them, and no one cleaned the table at that time.

Moreover, he didn't stay in the room for long. In just a short while, was everything cleaned up?

So who picked up these things?
At this moment, a flash of lightning seemed to flash through Nick's mind, and he had a bold idea.

Nick took a deep breath and said, "No, calm down. I need to calm down. I can't think about it now. Let's go to the church first."

……

After Nick rushed out of the room, only Theresa, Willis and Miles were left in the house.

None of the three spoke.

Just then, Theresa got up, walked to the open door, looked at the empty street outside, then pressed the switch at the door and turned off the light in the living room.

In an instant, the living room darkened.

The bright moonlight slipped in through the open door.

The lights were suddenly turned off and Willis' eyes went dark. He stood up in a panic, closed his eyes, then suddenly opened them. He then looked at the locations of the six mirrors around him, only to find that the places where those mirrors were located were empty.

The mirrors disappeared?

No...it cannot be said that everything disappeared. The mirror in the corner is still there.

How did Theresa know to turn off the lights?

And…if she knew she had to turn off the lights, why didn’t she do it earlier, but only after Nick ran away?

Is she a derivative anomaly? But it is clear that as long as the lights are not turned off, Willis himself can't hold on for long. High-intensity concentration is very tiring, and he will soon get tired and have an accident.

If she wanted to kill us, why would she do this?
Nick must not be a derivative anomaly, otherwise there would be no need to run away.

Willis hesitated, looked at Theresa who was standing at the door, and said, "Do you need an explanation?"

As soon as he finished speaking, his pupils contracted violently, because he saw that at some point, several children in raincoats were standing at the door. Their faces were ashen, with only the white of their eyeballs left. They didn't look like normal people at all.

Theresa looked at the children, smiled and patted their shoulders: "Thank you, your information is crucial. If it weren't for you, I really don't know what to do."

Willis closed his mouth and looked at the scene in front of him. He didn't know what to say.

According to the rules he remembered before, these children wearing raincoats cannot communicate and need to be ignored directly without any response. But now Theresa is talking happily with them. Although Willis can only hear Theresa's words, from the content of the conversation, it seems that Theresa can hear what these raincoat children say...

Is Theresa a derivative anomaly?
Or in other words, if humans are aware of the derived anomalies, then what is the purpose of her doing this now?

After comforting the child, Theresa looked at Willis and said, "I have already explained to you that I gained a strange ability in this abnormal incident. These little guys treat me as one of their own. The more I communicate with them, the more they understand me, and I can learn more information from them."

"For example, if you want to survive in a room, try not to have any light in it. The light in a room can eat people..."

"Eating people?" Willis repeated the word and asked, "What do you mean?"

Theresa shook her head. "I'm not sure. I think they are saying that we will be in danger. However, they are all children. It's normal for them to not be able to express themselves clearly. We just need to do what they say. Anyway, it seems that what they say is right."

Willis asked, "Myers, what do you think?"

"Miles?"

"Miles..."

Theresa smiled and said, "You're such an idiot, haven't you figured it out? Miles is the original sacrifice."

Miles remained silent, standing there like a sculpture.

"When these guys around me told me, I didn't believe it. But when I tried to transfer my ability, I found that Miles was in a state where he couldn't be selected... What does this mean?"

"This means that Miles is the original sacrifice and the earliest derivative of abnormal things. Any clues she gives us are to harm us."

Willis's mind was completely confused.

He didn't have any information. He didn't know where Nick, Miles, and Theresa got their information from. They could all be so confident in finding out who the monster was, but he couldn't.

Now everyone has their own logic and their own information that they can bring out but cannot be cross-verified with others.

Willis really didn't know who he should believe... He asked fiercely, "You said Miles was the original sacrifice and has been affected by the abnormal events. What evidence do you have?"

"You know, we are able to survive until now because of the rules explained by Miles."

Theresa laughed. "The fact that she can't move right now is the best evidence. Do you know why she can't move? Because I'm staring at her right now, repeating my refusal over and over again in my heart."

This reason was like a heavy hammer hitting Willis.

The fact is right in front of us. No matter how Willis called Miles, Miles did not respond.

No, that's not right. If Theresa had a problem, she could also control Miles and not answer her questions, which would lead to the current situation.

Willis asked, "Since you said Miles has a problem, then the rules that restrict Miles that you mentioned were also provided by Miles. Would she be so stupid as to put the important clues to control herself in front of us?"

Theresa smiled and said, "This is indeed unreasonable, but I have two explanations for your doubts."

She held up a finger and said, "First, either there are clear regulations in the abnormal events. These clues must be given to us. She cannot destroy the key evidence."

"After all, in an abnormal event, everything must follow the rules. Although our chances of escaping are small, we still have a chance under the influence of the rules. This means that these monsters that we cannot fight against must be subject to certain restrictions."

She paused, then raised another finger and said:
"The second possibility is that she is very smart. She gave us clues, but they were not completely correct. She gained our trust, but it also made it convenient for us to follow her arrangements."

"There is indeed a lot of truth in what Miles gave us, there is no doubt about that, but there is also some truth that is wrong and has been hidden."

"If you don't believe it, then come over here."

Theresa stretched out her hand to Willis and shook it, motioning him to come over and hold her hand.

Willis looked at Miles who was standing there motionless, and slowly stood up. When he walked past Miles, he could see Miles' eyes were in a daze...

Willis sighed. It was really difficult to judge right from wrong in this situation.

He held Theresa's hand.

A cold breath came from Theresa's hand.

In the moonlight, faint silver words appeared in his field of vision.

"Dear contractor, when you see through the essence of the rules, please remember these truths. The so-called escape rules are nothing more than decorative patterns on traps. The key to keeping this decaying town going is only the fresh blood of the sacrifices..."

"The seven chimes of the bell are actually twelve. You can never hear the last ones because they come from the vibrations in your own skull..."

When Willis saw the words in front of him, he seemed to think of something the next moment. He suddenly looked up at the clock on the wall. The hour and minute hands were both frozen at 12, without any movement.

His head ached violently, as if someone was hammering nails into his head.

He raised his hand, and at some point, fine blood-colored lines appeared on his hand.

Willis' eyes widened and he asked in disbelief, "The food is me?"

Theresa licked her lips, with her back to the moonlight, a shadow cast on her face: "Don't worry, the pain won't last long..."

She reached out and pushed Willis, and a huge pumpkin appeared behind Willis without him noticing.

Inside the pumpkin with eyes carved out of it, golden soup is floating up and down.

Willis was silent inside, still retaining his consciousness, but he could do nothing. He could only watch as the children in raincoats walked in and stood in a circle around the huge pumpkin. No one spoke, but just stared at Willis with pale eyes.

Then they reached out their hands and sank into the pumpkin.

Their hands turned into a light blue in the pumpkin, coloring the golden soup, making it look as if their hands were melting.

However, the expressions on each of their faces showed that they were enjoying themselves, as if they were people who had been hungry for a long time and finally had a delicious meal.

Not only did they not raise their hands, but they kept putting their bodies into the pumpkin, and finally sank into the pumpkin, squeezing Willis underneath.

The children in raincoats disappeared into the pumpkins, and Willis disappeared with them.

Theresa looked at the dark blue pumpkin that looked like the starry sky, and saw no ripples. So she came to Miles and said with a smile, "Although I don't know what abilities you have acquired, there is no other way. If I want to get out, I can leave without anyone except you, the original sacrifice. If I want to blame someone, I should blame you for sharing the rules information, so that I know what I should do..."

That’s right, this town is the result of the fusion of three abnormal events, and it is still in the process of fusion.

Although the three abnormal events can cooperate well with each other as puzzle pieces, each of them wants to become the core part after fusion. This is instinctive and the most critical part.

What Theresa has to do is to help her own kind. Once the fusion is completed, the mark she retains will allow her to enter and exit here freely, and she will even have the opportunity to control abnormal events after the fusion.

Therefore, Theresa knew very well that Nick and Miles were the people chosen by the other two abnormal events. It was a pity that these two people clearly saw the rules but did not realize that the key to escape was not cooperation, but sacrifice.

She reached out and gave a gentle push to the stiff Miles.

Miles sank into the deep blue soup of the giant pumpkin, without any ripples.

The pumpkin's face began to change, sometimes turning into Willis, sometimes into Miles.

Theresa stood there, watching the changes in the face on the pumpkin, and then said slowly, "Willis."

The pumpkin had lost half its juice.

The face on the pumpkin no longer changed, but Miles' face appeared faintly, but the person on it had his eyes closed.

Theresa whispered again, "Miles."

The soup inside the pumpkin dried up instantly.

As the clock struck twelve, the pumpkin gradually disappeared.

Two peculiarly shaped skeleton chairs were left at the original place. In just a few breaths, the chairs disappeared and two small figures appeared.

They were wearing blue raincoats, and at a glance, their faces looked a bit like Willis and a bit like Miles.

(End of this chapter)