Mystery: From the Shadow World

Chapter 17 Tracking
"Lawrence, Lawrence!"

The anxious shouts in his ears made Philip's eyelashes tremble. He had to move his body with some effort to convey the news that he was still alive.

After more than ten seconds, the strange feeling in his limbs and lungs eased. Philip opened his eyes and looked at Old Neil, who was obviously relieved. At this moment, the old man slowly helped him up and muttered:

"Oh, thank God, it doesn't look serious. You were unconscious for a good half minute."

Half, half a minute?
Philip's expression became a little strange.

Old Neil noticed this and patted his head lightly with his palm. He said unhappily, "If you remain unconscious for even a moment longer, who knows what will happen after I report to Dunn."

"It's really strange. I've seen so many people take Sequence 9 potions, but you're the only one who has developed such a serious problem as a coma."

"Haha." Philip smiled awkwardly and scratched his head. "I don't know what happened, but nothing seems to have happened now. You see, I'm in great shape."

He raised his arm and spun around, signaling Old Neil to rest assured. If Dunn learned of this matter, which was likely to get out of control, his already somewhat damaged reputation would easily collapse.

Old Neil didn't say anything. He tapped his brows twice, then stared at Philip's body. "It's amazing. You solved the spiritual leakage problem so quickly. If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn't be sure you were a newly promoted Beyonder."

After a long silence, he nodded and continued:
"Well, you're right. Strange things always happen in the mystic world. I was thinking of having you try clairvoyance, but for now, to be safe, you should just learn meditation to stabilize your state."

I know both of these things. Philip felt a little helpless, but he didn't dare to show it. He just nodded and said, "Okay, what should I do?"

"Well, I'm not sure if you did that just now. Imagining an object in your mind and then replacing it with something that doesn't exist in this world is like entering a meditative state."

Ah, is that how it is done?

Philip, who was originally full of confidence, paused for a moment. His thoughts turned and he came up with a more compromising and problem-free solution.

In the invisible darkness, Philip gradually outlined a little man with the same appearance as himself, and then he continued to work hard, trying to replace the little man with the appearance of the earth.

With the familiarity in his memory, he successfully reproduced it: a thin boy with black hair and black eyes, wearing glasses, and a frugal black and white style of clothing.

After completing these, what Old Neil said about entering a meditative state was actually successful. He felt his spirituality extending inch by inch, and the only thing left to do next was the final step of conclusion.

However, at this moment, a dim black-red light suddenly appeared in Philip's little heart, as if something was about to burst out.

This is the inescapable inner madness and desire that the "Prisoner" path cannot escape.

But in the next moment, several chains tightly wrapped around the little man's body and continuously exerted pressure inwards, locking all the black and red light inside his body.

This is the temperance method of meditation.

Philip was relieved that nothing unusual happened this time. When he regained consciousness, he met Old Neil's gaze again. Seeing this, the other party waved his hand and said, "Okay, you should go find Dunn."

Oh, what trouble.
But finally I have embarked on this road of no return.

Philip nodded slightly and left the alchemy room with Old Neil. They came to the center of the intersection, only to find Klein and Dunn standing there, seemingly talking about something.

"Captain, what happened?"

Philip was walking in front, so he quickened his pace and stepped forward to ask.

The two men turned around. Klein chuckled twice and turned his head to look at Dunn. After seeing Dunn nod slightly, he said, "I was followed on the road and just came here from the secret passage of the church."

Ok? ? ?
Are you being hunted too? Phillip held back from saying this, and just frowned and asked, "What are your plans now?"

"The captain keeps me in business as usual."

Klein didn't hide this.

Well, that shouldn't be a problem. When Philip was about to say goodbye and leave, Dunn, who had been silent just now, stopped him and said calmly, "Mr. Slytherin, you can take a day off today to get used to taking potions."

Lawrence became an Extraordinary?

Hearing this, Klein subconsciously turned his head to look at Philip. The latter nodded slightly after sensing his gaze, as a response.

I still don't know when I can become a Beyonder. Klein sighed silently in his heart and then returned to the road leading to Saint Selina's Church.

"Captain, is Klein okay?"

As Klein gradually walked away, Philip asked out of kindness and concern.

Dunn glanced at him sideways, his gray eyes tinged with subtle scrutiny. "Don't worry. No matter what the situation is, at least the people following Klein will definitely not take his life now."

"After that, we'll deal with it."

So, don't worry about it.

Philip, who was originally worried about his fellow countryman who was suspected of being a time traveler, stopped worrying about it and prepared to go home and have a good rest as Dunn said.

Stop by to buy some fresh vegetables.

However, he hadn't taken a few steps when Dunn, who was also following behind him, said, "I almost forgot one thing. Come with me to Iron Cross Street later."

Philip turned his head in surprise. "Why? Is there some extraordinary case near Iron Cross Street? If that's the case, I don't mind sleeping on the sofa in the reception room tonight."

Narcissus Street and Iron Cross Street are very close, and his bad luck can't withstand any accidents.

"It's not that serious."

Dunn smiled, a slight but noticeable smile that was a departure from his usual serious demeanor. "It's just that I think, Klein, as your colleague, you should lend a hand during the holidays, right?"

"Huh?" Philip blinked, then reacted immediately with a subtle expression. "But it shouldn't be difficult for the Nighthawks to handle this kind of thing. It's not necessary."

"Use your relationships with colleagues and seek opportunities to assist if needed. You know, it's extremely important that these matters remain hidden from the general public."

Dunn's smile faded, gradually transforming into his familiar solemn expression. "We'll be following Klein closely to catch the pursuer. We're bringing you along just in case. Your abilities will come in handy at many moments."

This is a holiday?

Philip's eyelids twitched and he nodded slightly stiffly.

Or does what the other party meant by adapting to the potion mean using his abilities directly on the field?
Then he had nothing to say.

(End of this chapter)