Mystery: Survival from the Secret Doll

Chapter 114 113 Secret Puppets

"Currently, the school has a School of Languages, a School of Arts, a School of Literature, a School of Cultural Heritage, a School of Human Behavior, a School of Natural and Revelation Religion, a School of Applied Sciences, and many other colleges. Of course, if you break it down, each college has different majors. There are so many options, there's always something you'll like."

In the cafeteria, Emily passionately introduced the general plan of the entire school to her juniors. A boy who happened to pass by laughed out loud, "Emily, this is the first time I've heard you recite such a long section of the school calendar."

"Shut up, Joseph." Emily cast a threatening look at the boy behind her, and the laughing boy followed Emily's murderous gaze and sat next to her.

"Hello everyone, I'm Joseph Scraven, a metallurgy student at the Academy of Applied Sciences." He bared his white teeth, looking equally sunny and cheerful. "If you're interested in minerals and metals, be sure to come see me. The professors at our academy really like children."

When he said this, he made a face and looked playful, which was the lively look that should be expected at this age.

"Okay, Joseph!" Emily raised her fist and was about to give Joseph the iron fist.

"Okay, Emily, everyone knows you're on the student union. I'm not saying anything, just do your thing."

Joseph ran away with his head in his hands, laughing playfully. He winked at his junior classmates as he ran away. "Please, definitely consider the Metallurgy Department. Those minerals extracted from stones are truly beautiful."

The students who happened to be passing by the cafeteria burst into laughter. "Joseph, you're such a loser! Every time you meet Emily, can't you be a little tougher and show the toughness that a man should have? Haha!"

"Alright." After sorting out the people who shouldn't be here, Emily clapped her hands and smiled at the group of little boys and girls. "After this, we're going to tour the entire school. Um, you can do whatever you want for the next day. Your living expenses have been deposited onto the card I gave you earlier. If you want to buy something, just show that card... If you have any questions, please come to me or other members of the student union."

She said sincerely, "After all, students have always been the foundation of Miskatonic, and we never hesitate to give them the most sincere emotions and enthusiasm."

"I'll show you around later... The day after tomorrow morning, uh, at 8:00 AM, meet downstairs at the dormitory. We need to meet with the principal. We also need to address an issue regarding student records."

"Mr. Principal, is this... Mr. Ramde?" asked Arlene Catherine, the oldest girl.

"Of course." Emily answered immediately, "The principal is not in school right now because of something. You can see him later."

There is more than one member of the student union. In addition to Emily, there are three others wearing black robes with a coat of arms embroidered on their chests.

It was a coat of arms composed of golden lace, abstract eyes, flipping books, sun-like circles, and undulating lines like waves. The outermost part was embroidered with black and gold text. It was dark gold and the word "Miskatonic" was written in the ancient Hermetic language.

Four student union members took the group of children on a tour of the school, stopping and walking as they went. Students and professors were walking hurriedly everywhere, and friendliness was the greatest kindness they showed.

The entire university covers an extremely vast area, with neatly planned and arranged buildings of various colors stacked up in an orderly manner. A dull bell sounds from the bell tower not far away, and white doves fly into the sky. The blue-gray stone bricks fit perfectly with the asphalt ground, dividing each college of the university in a clear and orderly manner.

"The area in front is sealed off. It's a restricted area of ​​the school. You must be careful and don't go near this kind of place."

This is deep inside the Academy of Natural Sciences, in front of the abandoned observatory belonging to the Department of Astronomy.

A rusty iron chain blocked the entrance, and a massive lock fastened the iron gate, covered in reddish-brown rust. It seemed no one had been here for a long time. Inside the gate, overgrown with weeds, it looked deserted, a stark contrast to the world outside.

After a tour, the boys and girls behind Emily were deeply impressed by the cleanliness and optimism of the entire school, but this seemed to be an accident.

"It's said that a student once wanted to play a game of daring in the middle of the night and chose this address... and then they never left here."

Emily said faintly, and when she saw the boy and girl beside her subconsciously took a step back, her expression changed instantly and she put on a smile again.

"I'm just kidding. There's nothing in here. It's just filled with old junk. The astronomy department's research equipment has long been moved elsewhere. I guess this will be converted into a new teaching building next year, haha."

Emily rambled on, and the children only half understood what she was saying, but most of them were relieved. She paid no attention and continued her grand introduction to other places.

"Let's go, there are still many places we haven't seen yet. We have to finish them today. Sigh, this task is really a bit difficult. Sigh, I wonder when those guys in the engineering and physics departments will be able to make bicycles..."

No one noticed that the huge lock on the rusty iron door behind them clicked and fell silently.

The rusty iron door opened a thumb-sized crack, and from deep within the overgrown observatory, the wheezing sound of a monster could be heard, but then it disappeared as if it had never existed.

One of the boys felt a chill on his neck. He subconsciously looked back and saw the old, dilapidated building still covered with dead grass, hidden behind the iron gate. There was nothing unusual.

During the one-day journey, except for a few older children, most of the children could not bear it halfway and were sent back to the dormitory to rest.

Emily could only say regretfully, "Then it seems I'll have to find a time to show you around later... Ah, not tomorrow, just get some rest. I'm exhausted after a long day, and I can't handle it if we continue tomorrow."

After saying this, Emily sent everyone back to their respective dormitories and left.

Arlene Catherine packed the few clothes she had with her and wiped her face with a new towel in the four-person room.

She looked at the many stars dotted in the sky outside the window, and was a little mesmerized.

Is the night sky so beautiful?
She didn't remember. Since she could remember, the memory of looking up at the stars was long gone.

It was unknown how long it took before Emily fell asleep.

Good night, and hello tomorrow.

-

Night falls, but this does not stop the changes taking place on the campus.

Under the direction of the never-ending theater, the traveler Anjie is constantly traveling, bringing back people who do not belong to Tingen and who deserve to die, and sending them to the theater.

The task of recruiting new students, the definition of the scope of this "new student" is quite vague. As long as they are in the set area, even if they resist, the process of taking the potion and interpreting the mystical knowledge contained in the potion will also be recognized by the system.

The only problem is that there's no way to complete the mission by bringing in Beyonders in a pack.

It is said to be preliminary occult training, but in fact it is to allow ordinary people to be promoted step by step to become extraordinary people, acquire extraordinary knowledge, and improve themselves in essence.

Therefore, Olson and other members of Abraham's group were also unable to contribute to the completion of the mission. "The potion system must at least allow them to last until Sequence 7..."

Anjie flipped through the data in her hand and looked at the War Bishop beside her. "Have you tried it in mythical creature form?"

Decipher the occult symbols of mythical creatures, and if you're not dead, you'll also gain some occult knowledge.

The War Bishop shrugged, indicating that the moment he opened his mouth, he would die.

Ordinary people, tens of thousands of ordinary people, in the form of a demigod mythical creature are just like leeks that will die if cut with one knife. Their survival rate is even lower than that of swallowing a Sequence 5 potion raw.

After all, divinity is not something that ordinary people, or even low- to mid-level extraordinary people, can bear.

"Then it seems we can only force it in," Anjie said regretfully. "Of course, we can also try a hypnotist's psychological implant, manipulating the subconscious to instill knowledge?"

"Even if I haven't tried it, it's still a possibility." The War Bishop said, "What's the situation over there?"

"The demigod of the Augustus family died, and a new demigod came to Saga Castle. I really don't like the kind. He started imposing martial law as soon as he arrived there. It's really restless."

Anjie shook the high-level Death Domain Talisman in her hand. "The demigods from the Church of the Evernight Goddess and the Church of the Lord of Storms briefly stayed in Saga Castle. That Level 0 seal is very powerful, extremely powerful. I wasn't sure if the Evernight Goddess could lock onto me and No-Brain, so I simply had No-Brain find an excuse to temporarily leave and hide outside for a while before returning."

The War Bishop remained noncommittal. "The Goddess of Night and the Angel of Illusion have noticed us. You should be careful over there too."

"If there's any violation of instructions, I'll naturally notice it," Anjie said. "The collective subconscious ocean is truly a terrifying thing. Ever since I came into contact with the high-level audience in Tudor, I've had a psychological shadow on the Beyonders of this path."

The secret dolls also have collective subconscious islands, and she has to be on guard against them.

But fortunately, once the audience knows their extraordinary power and corresponding authority, the module on their body will automatically issue an alert if a problem occurs, and any deviations in the character setting can be adjusted in time to put things right.

"By the way, why did you ask me to wait here this time? I still have a lot of work to do. Honestly, I sincerely hope to have a few more colleagues instead of doing so many things by myself. Seriously, I'm just a Sequence 5..."

"Change the control of the spirit thread."

The War Bishop coughed and said, "This problem can be solved."

Anjie:?
After taking over the spirit thread from Tang, the War Bishop sent two spirit worms over.

"this is?"

“You try…”

Following the War Bishop's instructions, Anjie's body became transparent and upgraded, successfully entering a completely new space.

Anjie:?!

"Hi." A doctor in a white coat in the distance was the first to notice someone coming here. He waved to Anjie and was as excited as if he had seen cattle and horses... No, comrades in the common revolution.

Even though they were so far away, this space seemed to blur the distance, and Anjie could easily see the person's face.

It seems to be Tang’s other secret doll?
Wait, what is he doing?
"Finally, someone's here." The doctor in a white coat stuffed the notebook in Anjie's hand with tears and snot. "I can't take it anymore. Please hold it for me. I need to go vomit for a while."

Anjie: ? ?

Anjie twisted her neck a little stiffly, and then she saw the young man wearing a black classical robe and a crystal monocle next to where the secret doll had been squatting.

Anjie:!
Not just one Amon.

Amon's shadow was everywhere, whether walking on the street, floating in the sky, sitting on the tree, lying on the eaves, or floating in the water.

Those gentlemen and ladies who had taken to wearing monocles without knowing when, monocles grew on flowers, and birds on trees wore monocles...

No one noticed, no one realized that something had been taking up residence in them without them knowing when. Amon was like a source of pollution that was radiating power all the time. The concentration of Amon in a corner of Tingen had already seriously exceeded the standard!
Even as a secret doll, Anjie's hair stood on end at the sight of this terrifying scene.

If Amon were to play the role of the Trickster, she had no hesitation in thinking that a creature like Amon would be able to perfectly digest this sequence of potions in just one day.

In just a few seconds, the Sequence 5 traveler was shocked several times.

"Tang's spirit worm was able to bring us here." The voice of the War Bishop came from behind. "Gilbert is responsible for recording Amon's daily behavior and his thoughts, taking precautions, being vigilant, and monitoring the enemy's every move."

Gilbert was the unlucky guy just now. He was a hypnotist of Sequence 6. After completing a series of psychoanalysis on Tang, he was politely invited to the Euclidean space to observe Amon.

After all, this is the audience's home ground.

Unfortunate Gilbert was inexplicably sent to the Euclid space, where he bumped into Amon face to face. Not long after recording Amon's wonderful life, the hypnotist developed physiological monocle PTSD, which obviously had a psychological shadow on Amon's thoughts and actions.

"Relax, it's quite safe here. At least Amon can't detect our presence."

Anjie quickly calmed down. The 'Bionic Marionette' module was controlling her emotions all the time. Calmness and decisiveness were the personality traits that Tang had to consider when setting up the card.

"Is this space open to us?"

"It's only a small part." The War Bishop said, "Anyone with Tang's Spirit Worm can enter. If the Spirit Worm is made into a corresponding emotional module, it is not certain whether this type of secret doll can enter."

"This is already scary..." Anjie glanced at Amon in front of her.

A bunch of secret puppets hidden in Euclidean space, silently reducing dimensions to your back, but there is no more strange wizard than this one.

(End of this chapter)