Mystery: From the Shadow World

Chapter 90 This is Human
Regaining his senses, Philip looked at the familiar bronze table and the familiar Fool before him. He bowed slightly and said devoutly, "Mr. Fool, I have something to report. Of course, if you or your followers could provide any assistance, that would be even better."

He then briefly and directly informed the other party of Ince Zangwill and the information about 0-08, then remained silent, waiting for the mysterious being's reaction.

Even if you say Potian, I can't help. I'm just a Sequence Eight 'clown'. Klein felt quite helpless, but he raised the corners of his mouth playfully and reminded with a hint of a smile:

"I think you should understand what is the safest and most correct decision for you right now."

Philip's sapphire eyes drooped slightly, and he subconsciously straightened up, looking around erratically. Then he smiled calmly and said, "As you said, it's the safest decision to get out immediately."

"But for me, this is not the right thing to do. I don't have a very deep relationship with Tingen, or even with many people in Tingen, but they have walked into my life journey and shown me kindness."

After two or three seconds of silence, he adjusted his gaze and looked at Mr. Fool, his calm tone revealing a firmness that was rarely seen in his usual tone.

"So I thought, at least I can't just sit there and wait for death. At least this way, I won't have to endure the torture of internal friction in Backlund because they are indeed suffering danger and hardship, and I can't accept this with peace of mind."

"Sorry, this might be a little funny."

Klein's originally casual movements froze slightly. He stopped tapping his fingers, raised the corner of his mouth, and said without a smile, "No, not really."

“To me, that’s what people are.”

Shadow world.

Philip stepped out of the firelight.

Mr. Fool's words echoed in his mind. Even though the other party did not offer any help, these words of half-support completely dispelled his original intention of running away when he saw that the situation was not going well.

Am I born to be PUA? Philip sighed helplessly, and while sighing to himself, he ignored the invisible shadows that were still wriggling in the outside world, took out the pen he carried with him, and the "Eye of the Heart" in his clothes pocket.

After reaching Sequence 7, he discovered that he was able to bring his belongings with him to the Shadow World, unlike before when he could only bring the Beyonder characteristics that emerged from the Shadow World back to reality.

As for spiritual dissipation
Philip's observation and divination confirmed that the extraordinary characteristics of the "Prisoner" and "Criminal" paths did not seem to lose spirituality in the Shadow World, but he was not sure whether this was the case for other paths.

While thinking this, Philip sat on the ground, picked up the "Werewolf" extraordinary characteristic that he had thrown on the ground earlier, bent down, and scratched the dark ground with his black-green fangs. When he found that he could not leave any marks, he frowned slightly.

A little troublesome.

He brought a pen but no paper.

Forget it, compared to what might happen later, this is already the most insignificant problem. Philip threw the "werewolf" characteristic back to a safe place, put on the "eye of the mind", entered the "audience" state and thought carefully.

It's known that the enemy sought to ascend to demigodhood, hence their theft of the skull of Azik's son, a Beyonder of the "Death God" Path. This skull was either a supplementary ingredient or something else, but it certainly wasn't a Beyonder trait. In other words, the reason Ince Zangwill remained in Tingen was to find a way to acquire a Beyonder trait equivalent to Sequence 4, a Demigod-level trait that could replace the potion's primary ingredient.

There's no reason for this. How could the Church of the Evernight Goddess allow Tingen to keep such a precious thing? Could it be that they were looking for an opportunity to sneak attack Mr. Azik and obtain his High-Sequence Beyonder characteristics from the "Death God" path?
Hiss~, it’s not impossible.

But this does not fully explain the other party's fear of Mr. Azik. After all, if they really want to plan, it would undoubtedly be better to do it in a small city like Tingen with almost no external interference.

Philip held the pen and tapped his head lightly. Seeing that he could not think of any other answer for the time being, he could only assume that it was Mr. Azik.

Assuming that Ince Zangwill's target was truly Mr. Azik, his attention would definitely be focused on him. If he could seize the opportunity to find a way to recapture the skull, or if he could compromise and let this guy reveal his true intentions, allowing the official Beyonders to notice something was amiss...
At that time, Klein would step in to provide guidance and have Captain Dunn send a telegram to Backlund, describing the coincidences during this period. I believe the elite Nighthawks there will know what to do.

Very good, let’s do it.

Philip turned the pen in his hand, and the expression on his face suddenly became a little strange. After a few seconds, he put the pen back into his pocket and took out the silver knife used to set up the spiritual wall.

Philip lifted his sleeve, put the knife against his wrist, exhaled slowly, and then started his "creation".

In the firelight, the cold blade gleamed as it penetrated the flesh. Bright red blood gushed out from the wound, flowing in all directions and gathering on the side of the wrist facing the ground, slowly dripping onto the ground.

It's a bit of a waste. The blood used to maintain the daily abstinence of the "werewolf" is not fresh. If there is a container, it can be replaced directly now. Philip used his unique thinking to fight against the pain that was not fatal and not strong, but still made him extremely disgusted.

After experiencing the mumbling, madness, cursing and fighting, Philip no longer doubted his ability to withstand these things, but as a normal person, he still found self-harm a little unacceptable.

The bright red blood gradually sank into the pitch-black ground beneath his feet, where even the firelight could not illuminate it, and disappeared without a trace, as if it had never existed. Only Philip's distorted face told of the pain he had just experienced.

"Suburbs, Red Chimney House"

"Searching for 'evidence', Bay City seeks help"

The crooked handwriting on his left and right wrists made Philip sigh helplessly. He gently moved his hands twice to make sure the pain was within his tolerance range before muttering to himself, "Unfortunately, this is already the limit."

In order to prevent 0-08 from eavesdropping or even retrieving text remotely, he wrote Chinese characters on his wrist. The characters were even more abstract than those of Senior Russell, and a time traveler might not be able to understand them.

Even looking at the words carved on his right wrist with his injured left hand, Philip was now a little unsure, fearing that after too much psychological suggestion and memory erasure, even he would not be able to understand these broken words after losing his memory.

Not to mention the people in this world.

After completing these, he lowered his hands, let his body relax, and then used the effect of the "Eye of the Mind" to start giving himself psychological hints.

(End of this chapter)