Mystery: Survival from the Secret Doll

Chapter 131 130 Gradually Stronger
After returning to Tingen and entering the theater, Tang found an open space and released the sealed object from the secret order in the system space.

Olson happened to pass by and saw Tang. Just as he was about to go up and say hello, he saw that Tang took out something as big as a hill from an unknown place as if by magic.

The object slipped out of Tang's hand and hit the ground, shaking the earth. Students and professors not far away opened their eyes wide and ran towards this side with incredible expressions.

Olsson:?

Olson looked at the huge statue in confusion, not knowing what words to use to describe his feelings at the moment.

Is he...still asleep?
What just happened? What did Don pull out?
How can you get such a big thing out?
"What, what is this?" He took two steps forward.

Tang was holding a gold pocket watch at this time, muttering something. When he saw that it was Olson, he greeted his good friend quite easily.

"Ah, this one."

Seeing Olson staring at the thing behind him, he turned his head nonchalantly, glanced at the huge stone statue behind him, and said, "Well, if you insist, this is the property of my secret doll?"

Olsson: ? ?
Oh no, whose house did you rob again?
He almost blurted out this sentence...Oh wait, why did he use the word again?

"Yeah, but I think we should go."

He threw this sealed artifact, which was created using the Beyonder's Path Sequence 2 and the Desolate Mistress's Beyonder characteristics, here. Before the Theater Core could come over and yell and curse, he pulled the still-shocked Olson away in advance.

Don't listen to the bastard chanting sutras.

The core of the theater: Crazy man! Crazy man, die, crazy man!
You just left this big, dead thing here? You're just going to ignore it?!

Can you have a little conscience?! Ah, can you! It works so hard... ah, forget it, I read some things recently, it wants to be calm, um, calm.

This is how you can live longer~
Just get used to it, hahahaha, just get used to it, just get used to it, it didn’t break the defense, it really didn’t break the defense.

Isn't it just trash thrown away by someone? It's okay, it's okay, just throw it away, it doesn't matter~
The theater core that twisted the spiritual thread of the War Bishop's secret puppet into a knot floated away lightly.

The War Bishop lying down and being shot:?

The system witnessed this whole ordeal and reported to its host with some curiosity: "Host, that seal seems to have grown a lot bigger."

The host threw a "0" level seal in from a distance, but this seal didn't even allow the puppet to kiss its host's butt.

Tang: "Ah? It's as light as a chrysanthemum?"

"It seems so. By the way, host, you used a very strange idiom..."

"Why care so much? Isn't this quite appropriate?" Tang responded indifferently.

"Tang, do you know where there are any demigod-level, obviously hostile creatures?" Olson asked as he ran. He intermittently omitted the scene he had just seen. He just had a question to ask Tang.

"Humans, or other extraordinary creatures are fine."

Tang was quite surprised when he heard Olson's words and asked, "Have you digested the Traveler's Potion?"

He remembered that Olsson seemed to have hardly left the theater. How did he digest this?
"Yeah." Olson nodded and said shyly, "Constantly teleporting through the layers of space within this seal is also a way to digest the Traveler's Potion."

"Oh, and also, the innermost part, I stayed in there for a while, and the digestion speed of the potion naturally accelerated."

Tang understood.

This entire space was under the influence of the Miracle Master, layered and differentiated into distinct dimensions. The deepest, Crimson Campus was also the largest area, housing more than just the projection of the dilapidated Miskatonic University. The never-ending theater created a vast expanse within the Crimson Campus, capable of accommodating countless strange stories, mental pollution, and out-of-control monsters.

Stay there for a while. As long as the monsters are not under the control of the theater, Olson will probably have to run, run and run.

Go to a place and record the strange stories in that area, and you can use them as travel material.

The digestion progress of this potion has increased immediately.

"The Abraham family should have records of corresponding demigod-level creatures," Tang asked. "What's wrong with Abraham? They can't provide specific coordinates?"

"That's not the case, but ever since the problem with the full moon and the promotion to Sequence 4, the whispers we hear have become increasingly intense. We haven't marked any Beyonder creatures that meet the requirements in a long time," Olson said.

He had also gone out to check these days. The extraordinary creatures marked in the family had either left their original locations or turned into even more terrifying monsters. The risk of sealing them was too high.

Sequence 4 demigods, compared to Beyonder demigods, were obviously much easier to deal with, Olsson thought.

"That's it..."

Tang pondered for a moment.

He remembered that the Sequence 4 promotion ceremony on the Gate Path required the ascender to seal a demigod-level creature with clear hostility.

During the sealing process, the less external force is used, the better the effect of the ritual.

All the demigods of the Abraham family are dead... except Mr. Men.

If Olson were to advance to Sequence 4, his influence in the Abraham family would increase even more.

"I'll look for it. This shouldn't be a problem." After thinking for a moment, Tang confirmed that there were currently no extraordinary creatures that could meet Olson's ritual requirements, so he said, "If that doesn't work, I can find a secret puppet. Any creature with a clear sense of hostility will be fine, right?"

Olson didn't understand what 'find a secret doll' meant, but he nodded anyway.

"Okay, I'll let you know if there's any news later."

Find a demigod-level marionette to exchange for a 'bionic marionette' module, and fill it with 'I have great malice towards Olson Abraham and will fight him to death'. This should be fine.

Isn't it just full of malice? This can also be considered malice.

Well, today I have to say again that he is really a genius.

"Host, why don't we switch paths?" the system said hesitantly after learning of its host's intention.

"What are you jumping for? The deceiving instructor next door?" Tang answered casually.

"Prophet Master and Mystic Scholar are also good~"

Don smiled.

Tongzi, why did you start again?

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Having determined the source of his ancient scholar's potion, the next thing he needed to solve was the problem of auxiliary materials.

"However, using only the Frost Crystals of the Mist Wolf might not be enough to catch the Hound of Fulgrim..."

"Well, how about taking the Never-Ending Theatre or the Ancient Scholar's Marionette to the spirit world for a stroll? It's not impossible. When it comes to Beyonder characteristics, the larger the mass, the better." However, as long as the group of dogs came out curiously, he could just use a knife to scrape off some blood.

"If you can't fish it out, go find Archbishop Chanis. The Church of Evernight should have something like the blood of the Hound of Fulgrim."

As for the large amount of ancient historical records, he had three hundred years to write them down slowly.

"Host, you're just too lazy to copy right now..."

"Don't say that. This is called making good use of time, isn't it?"

Tang shrugged. "By the way, how's the upgrade of the 'Bionic Marionette' module going?"

"Emm, if we use the energy provided by the main system, it's not impossible..."

Tang immediately understood what his system meant and asked directly, "What else is missing?"

The system hesitated, "At least the Beyonder characteristics of Sequence 4 must be completed before it can upgrade itself without the main system providing energy and produce the content you desire."

In other words, the system needs at least one mystic to replenish its corresponding authority.

It's just an Alchemist's extraordinary characteristic. There are many things that the system itself cannot do and must rely on the main system to complete.

The two approaches to knowledge can work together in the system.

Sure enough, the system really goes beyond the definition of ordinary magical items and extraordinary people. It can be said that it is almost equivalent to a small account opened in the wilderness of knowledge.

Will the extraordinary characteristic of the path that infinitely accommodates the knowers and the peepers of secrets directly bring together the God of Craftsmen and the Hidden Sage in the end?
Tang suddenly thought of this problem.

"The system itself has a very high status, but in the past ten years I've lived, I've rarely seen mid- to high-sequence Beyonders of the Generalist and Mysterious Peepers pathways. This is because this kind of aggregation also belongs to 'knowledge' itself. Has the Knowledge Wilds processed it?"

Otherwise, if he landed with the system, would he not be in Tingen, but directly in the kingdom of the God of Craftsmen, or beside the hidden sage?

Emm, I don’t want to think about it anymore. It feels so unlucky.

"Okay, I'll look for it."

Tang planned to find time and use Euclidean space to scan each city one by one. If he couldn't find it, he would go to Intis in the near future.

The Intis Empire is the headquarters of the Church of the God of Craftsmen. With the Beyonder characteristic aggregation law, the number of mystics there must be more than that in Loen.

Adding one more item to his plan of 'hanging himself up as a secret puppet', Tang paced back to the place where he had placed the puppet that was as high as a hill.

The area was already filled with flowers, flourishing plants, and dense jungles. A golem as tall as a hill stood there quietly, motionless, dead, yet full of fresh life force.

This vitality is utilized by the never-ending theater, countless seeds that cannot germinate grow around it, cooked food grows again, and miracles of life occur around it.

The core of the theater harvests miracles with tears.

It hurts, it hurts so much. How does it feel to know that your secret doll was fine just a moment ago, and then grew a head of green hair the next second?

"Sequence 2 of the Cultivator's Path, the Mistress of the Desolate, possesses an extremely powerful life force that can fill any place with life force. Even the most terrifying abyss can be used to carve out a small territory where ordinary people can survive."

According to the identification results given by the system, this seal is a "0" level seal that was born from the combination of nature and the earth after the death of the extraordinary person. This kind of mutation will occur when it is not activated. It is difficult to imagine what will happen when this thing is actually used.

"No wonder that ancient scholar of the secret order didn't bring this sealed object with him. I'm probably the only one who can keep something this big."

After all, this world doesn't have any pocket spaces or things like the universe in your sleeve. All spiritual things within a certain range of this thing will multiply wildly. If it weren't for the upgraded system processing, coupled with the status of the theater itself, it wouldn't be long before this place would become the Miskatonic University Jungle Limited Edition.

Looking at the fields covered in lush flowers, plants, and trees, Tang glanced at the War Bishop who had arrived at some point and asked, "If we use this seal to mass-produce food in Tingen, how much can we sell?"

"Unless the price of this grain is extremely low," the War Bishop replied, "and the nobles must be silenced and not interfere with the grain trade, even if the production is high enough, it will not be enough to feed the majority of people."

Tang lowered his eyes and sighed silently.

“It’s really an oppression that’s everywhere.”

Sometimes I really want to turn those nobles who do nothing but have a mouth into secret puppets.

After watching the rapidly growing flowers and plants for a few more minutes, Tang said, "Let's clean up and give these, uh, newly opened, edible things to the church."

Compared to his past self, he can now make some insignificant contributions, although not much.

The War Bishop responded, "Okay."

Tang left and returned to his room.

He first went closer to the Euclidean space and flicked a coin. After confirming the divination result, he returned to the real world, took a hot bath, changed into pajamas and lay in bed.

He took out the Book of the Dead from the system space.

The black hardcover book fell into his hands, and Tang took out a monocle from the system space and began to use the extraordinary ability of a cryptographer to try to decipher the contents of the book without looking at the "Book of the Dead" and without his spirit being sucked in.

The result...of course, was nothing.

Taking off his monocle, Tang was speechless for a moment.

After a few seconds, he said quietly, "I always feel that there is nothing wrong with my idea."

"So what went wrong?"

The system was so frightened by the voice of its own host that Cyber's head shrank back and it dared not make a sound.

It didn't want to talk about the patch the main system had applied to the Necronomicon when it had taken it from the main system...

The patch content naturally includes observing the contents of the "Book of the Dead" without opening it and deciphering the crazy knowledge inside.

It's not its fault, that's right! What does it have to do with it!
'It was the main system that did it!'

System: Proud jpg, proud jpg.

Knowledge Wildness:?
Tang: “…”

Your main system hasn't even deregistered you yet, it must be loving you too much.

"There's still a lot to be discovered in the Necronomicon. Well, I don't have to sleep through the next three hundred years. Unearthing the remaining secrets of the Necronomicon should be fun for me."

Tang put the book and the monocle back into the system space and snapped his fingers.

Turn off the power and go to bed first as a courtesy.

(End of this chapter)