I suppressed the weirdness in the shelter

Chapter 31: Towards the Wasteland
Dorothy walked beside Wyatt with a frown on her face. She couldn't say she was in a very good mood right now, but it was much better than before.

Just this morning, she discovered that one of the little fallen creatures she was covering had a piece of gauze on his forehead. He didn't want Dorothy to notice anything, but his hesitating look was hard to ignore.

Finally, under pressure, he told the truth.

After Hart’s faith class ended yesterday, the Little Fallen saw that Hart had to move too many teaching aids, so he offered to help.

Hart did not reject him, which made the Little Fallen very happy, because Wyatt said that it would be a very good thing if people outside could like the Four Houses.

He was naturally very happy to be able to help, and it made him feel that he was helping Wyatt.

The journey to the warehouse was smooth, the Little Fallen got along well with Hart, and the incident happened on the return journey.

For some reason, the other three isolated patients left the isolation area and appeared outside. The Little Fallen didn't know whether this was an accidental encounter or a premeditated one. In short, the three people surrounded the Little Fallen and pushed him around like a ball.

The wound on the forehead was caused by accidentally hitting the corner of the wall.

The reason why Dorothy attacked the two guards just now was that she hoped to enter the isolation area and seek justice.

Wyatt also learned about this from Dorothy.

"Why are you suddenly willing to tell me?"

"You guessed it, right? Otherwise, why would you suddenly become so hostile to those three guys? If you don't take good care of them, you will be in trouble."

"It may sound a bit dark, but I am the director after all. No one will make things difficult for me because of three little security team members."

"You masters are really disgusting."

"Then I would like to ask Dorothy, the little hedgehog who always repays kindness and always pays back hatred, if you can give me a small favor for punishing those three people?"

"Is this a punishment? Don't try to get something for nothing."

"That's just nice talk. I can do whatever I want to them in private. How about you give me some advice?"

"...Forget it, you've done a good deed, but you still want to conduct evil research?"

"Of course, come on, I can't wait."

"No hurries."

Dorothy complained quietly, but still let Wyatt pull her wrist.

In Wyatt's office, Dorothy was placed on the sofa. Wyatt asked her to wait for a moment, while Wyatt himself did not know what he was doing.

Dorothy tilted her head and saw Wyatt fiddling with something. It seemed like something was brewing in the coffee pot. Dorothy didn't understand coffee, a drink that most people couldn't afford, so she didn't think Wyatt was doing something wrong.

It wasn't until Wyatt brought the coffee pot to her and personally poured out a cup of liquid that seemed to emit a faint fluorescent light. The green appearance gave Dorothy a chill.

Every now and then a bubble would explode on the surface of the liquid, giving people an extremely ominous feeling.

"What's this?"

"It's something to assist with research. Drink it."

"This thing? Drink it?!"

"Don't worry, it just looks unpalatable. Would I harm you?"

Dorothy picked up the teacup tremblingly, and after putting a little into her mouth, she finally realized that this thing only looked unpalatable, but it was actually very unpalatable.

She subconsciously wanted to spit it out, but Wyatt stopped her as if he had planned it and helped Dorothy drink it down.

He even considerately used the magic of "healing" to relieve the discomfort, and of course, whispered words of guidance.

"Why, is our little hedgehog the type who won't drink something just because it tastes bad? Unexpectedly childish. No wonder he doesn't like coffee either. Do you want me to add a few sugar cubes for you?"

An unknown fire ignited in Dorothy's heart, and what was even more strange was that the fire was fueled by fuel, burning more and more fiercely.

Dorothy took the cup and drank all the liquid without giving up.

"Open your mouth and let me see if you really swallowed it all?"

"what--"

Dorothy was eager to prove herself, and although she was not convinced, she still opened her mouth obediently.

Maybe it was because she drank too quickly, but Dorothy felt dizzy and her vision was blurry. There were several Wyatts with evil smiles on their faces in front of her.

"Don't worry, it's normal to feel sleepy."

Wyatt protected Dorothy's head and laid her on the sofa.

Seeing that she had fallen asleep completely, Wyatt nodded with satisfaction and rubbed his hands impatiently.

The liquid just prepared is a kind of magic potion. Its main function is to make the user fall into sleep, and the body's various functions will be reduced to a level that can only sustain life.

And Wyatt added something else into it to make it have the function of enhancing the evil activity.

This is dangerous, so Wyatt has been experimenting on himself recently. He has become desensitized to this disgusting potion.

What Wyatt wants to do this time is to check what the original appearance of the evil in Dorothy's body is.

Just the day before yesterday, Wyatt received a reply.

The letter mentioned that the missing batch of holy white stones were not consumed, but a lot of them flowed into the Wasteland Territory and disappeared afterwards.

In addition, the letter was accompanied by a rubbing of an internal document of the Nativity Society.

A list, with Dorothy's name thoughtfully highlighted in red. All the names on this list have one thing in common.

They themselves, or their direct blood relatives within three generations, were victims of the birth of the Son of God seventy years ago.

Apart from this, there was nothing else in the letter. After all, the other party was an intelligence organization and they were only responsible for providing intelligence.

Now Wyatt wants to verify the hypothesis that the evil in Dorothy's body is not an ordinary "evolution".

In short, in order to verify this hypothesis, Dorothy's evil activity needs to be enhanced.

Normally speaking, the higher the activity of the evil spirit, the better. It would be the easiest if it could be directly degenerated into an evil creature.

But Wyatt is not looking for the easy way out. Unlike Spencer, he will not experiment with the lives of the fallen.

Wyatt had already set up a formation to conceal the aura in the room. He would then use the ability of the "Evolved" Apostle to carry out targeted position suppression and use the trial and error method to verify various possibilities.

Simply put, if Dorothy's evil comes from a disaster-level evil creature, then Wyatt will suppress it against the evil creature.

If it succeeds, it means the evil spirit comes from evil creatures. If it fails, then the possibility of it coming from evil spirits is ruled out.

Dorothy's evil activity has reached the expected level, and time is running out, so Wyatt immediately conducts an experiment.

The Fallen, the Evil One, the Apostle...

All possibilities were ruled out, and Wyatt felt that his guess was wrong.

But he thought of a possibility that had been overlooked.

The Son of God is a special creature unique to "Evolution" and does not belong to any of the Fallen, the Evil Creatures, or the Apostles.

Wyatt suppressed the Son of God, and the activity of the evil spirit dropped sharply.

The evil in Dorothy comes from a certain Son of God.

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