Mystery: Survival from the Secret Doll

Chapter 188 187 Interlude
The pitch-black night and the countless low buildings disappeared from sight. Passing through the rich and layered blocks of color, the train smoothly entered an unimaginable and incomprehensible world.

There is no up or down, no left or right, and all basic laws, whether gravity or gravitational force, are invalid here.

This is the world of mysticism, this is a miracle beyond nature!

Through the train window, Archer saw a rich sea of ​​colorful things outside the window. Among those things, there was a huge blue moon floating, a huge black meat block like a castle, and elves with green wings. Some of them were quietly watching the train beyond imagination, watching it shuttle through the spiritual world where countless symbols and hidden existences lived, watching it gradually move away.

Some were eager to attack this huge thing, but when they tried to attack, they saw something indescribable and hurriedly ran away from the area where the train was and fled to an unknown area.

The train traveled safely among countless blocks of rich colors. The interior of the carriage was extremely stable, without the bumps of a carriage, as if it was just standing still. No one could imagine that this huge sandworm-like thing was still in the territory of Intis just an hour ago!
"Yeah, it's hard to imagine."

Celia Jane, with gorgeous makeup and looking like she was about to attend a high-class ball, supported her chin with her blue eyes as she looked out the window at the countless spiritual creatures that appeared and disappeared from time to time. Her tone was full of expectations for the future and for that university.

"After becoming a hunter, I thought that the strange things described in stories didn't exist in this world, but this experience taught me..."

She sighed, "This world is far more magical than I imagined. Ah, I'm getting more and more excited. What kind of place is Miskatonic University? How many secrets are hidden in a place that can manufacture this steam train?"

"Are you, a Beyonder?" Archer heard the message revealed in Miss Intis's tone and spoke carefully.

He felt that the 'hunter' the young lady was talking about was not the hunter he thought she was.

"Yes, I'm Sequence 9 of the Hunter Path. The potion is called Hunter. What about you?"

The outspoken Miss Intis smiled at Archer, who came from a gangster background, and asked directly without any upper-class airs.

Archer, who had a basic understanding of the extraordinary world before boarding the train, answered sincerely, "I haven't become an extraordinary person yet, but I already have the potion formula and the corresponding main and auxiliary ingredients. Once I get to that school, I should be able to become an assassin."

"Assassin~" Celia Jane propped her chin with both hands, a look of longing on her face. "It sounds better than hunter... Ah, you know, there are so many hunters in Trier, what a pity. I always thought that hunting was a very common path. If possible, I would also like to take other paths, not such a common one..."

"Sequence 9, Warrior."

The big man Feysac, who had been silent for a while, suddenly spoke again in a buzzing voice.

The two looked at the big man, his face suddenly turned red, and he looked at the two of them awkwardly. It seemed that he had rarely encountered such a situation, so he seemed a little at a loss.

"Pfft." Celia laughed first, and Archer's face, which was stiff with shock, relaxed a little. He showed a sincere smile to the tall man who looked like a tough guy but whose personality was completely opposite, that of a shy and introverted man.

Sometimes, chatting is an effective way to quickly narrow the distance between strangers, especially when they now have the same identity.

Apart from the countless bright and colorful blocks outside the window and the various strange creatures that appear from time to time inside, the atmosphere inside the train compartment is unusually relaxed.

Those big monsters just stared at them silently. They were also looking at the big guys outside curiously, exclaiming in surprise from time to time.

There were not many people in this carriage. Apart from a few lonely passengers sitting not far from them, the only person left was the conductor standing by the door connecting the carriages.

The train traveled smoothly through the spirit world. During this time, Archer, Celia and Regulus briefly exchanged some information about each other and their understanding of Miskatonic University, as well as discussed their knowledge of mysticism.

As a result, Archer learned a lot of information that he did not get in the party he attended, such as the 22 paths and some strange insights involving the occult.

Although the opportunities for each of them to board the train were different, they were actually very similar. After comparing them, they found that the time they received the notification letter was surprisingly close, and the time they boarded the train was also the same.

Being able to travel freely between multiple countries with such short intervals of time is almost a miracle.

Therefore, the three of them were filled with unparalleled curiosity about the mysterious university.

At this moment, the door connecting the carriages suddenly opened.

Several people were attracted by the sound and looked in that direction.

Another conductor, wearing a military green coat, a hat of the same color, and off-white trousers, was pushing a man wearing ordinary clothes, but with golden hair and eyebrows, who looked like the sun, with inexplicable majesty and holiness, to the other side of the carriage, as if he wanted to take the man to the front of the train.

"Ugh, you're blaspheming! Blasphemy!"

The man with an inexplicable majesty was mumbling something. Perhaps because he was struggling too hard, the carriage became hot, as if something hot had entered the carriage.

The conductor behind him whispered something helplessly, and then Archer saw that the conductor in their carriage who had been very kind to place his luggage before walked over, raised his hand, and pinched the man's mouth with his white-gloved hand.

The strange passenger was immediately forced to shut his whining mouth.

Then, the conductor said something to the passenger in a very low voice that only they could hear. Then the strange passenger stiffened for a moment, as if he was shocked by the words in the other party's words.

Archer and several other passengers saw that the enthusiastic conductor slowly took out a stamp from his pocket, released his hand that was holding the other person's lips, and directly stamped the other person's face, just like the quality inspection stamp for inspecting livestock.

On the seal, the word "fail" was written in a strange but understandable language.

The word, bright red as blood, appeared on the face of this strange passenger.

Archer: “?”

Other passengers: “???”

The man, who had the seal pressed on his face, seemed to realize something and froze for a moment. Then he seemed to have been greatly humiliated and provoked. Just as he was about to explode, an expression of astonishment and panic appeared on his face.

He was speechless, and his extraordinary power...

"I'll hand him over to the conductor. Seriously, impersonating someone is so rude and dishonest, and even someone from the Eternal Blazing Sun Church would do that..."

The conductor who brought the person behind him complained quietly to his colleague, then pushed the person forward and said, "Let's go. You will be allowed to get off at the next platform. I should have suggested to the conductor to drop you off here..." Archer, Celia and Regulus looked at each other after watching the conductor and the passenger with golden hair and eyebrows go to the next carriage, all of them looking confused and surprised.

"That was just now..."

"The passenger just now boarded the train using someone else's ticket."

The conductor came over at some point and explained to the three passengers with a smile, "We'll take him to see the conductor and then send him back to where he boarded the train."

"Mr. Conductor, how did you know someone was impersonating him?"

Celia asked curiously.

She didn't notice her portrait on her ticket. When she boarded the train, the conductor only glanced at the name and train number on the ticket. In other words, as long as she had the ticket and remembered the name on it, she should be able to get on directly.

"Miss Jane, you've all signed your names on your tickets." The conductor remained gentle and explained directly, "From a mystical perspective, a name is like blood or hair. With long-term use, it will form a connection with the creature it corresponds to."

That is to say, through the means of mysticism, it is possible to confirm whether the person who gets on the bus is the real person, and whether it is a human or a ghost, one can tell at a glance.

Of course, the people from the Church of the Eternal Sun wouldn't be stupid enough to just come up without doing anything.

As for why they had waited so long for this guy from the Eternal Blazing Sun Tribunal to come up, and why they only arrested him now...

The conductor smiled but said nothing.

"What if it's someone with the same name? What if I just gave myself a fake name? What would happen?"

Although Celia became a hunter, her knowledge of the mysticism was not much worse than Archer and Regulus. When she had such an opportunity, after noticing the other party's goodwill, she asked directly in accordance with her character.

Although Archer didn't say it explicitly, he looked at the conductor with curiosity along with Regulus.

The conductor's expression remained unchanged, but this time he didn't directly answer the other person's question. Instead, he smiled and said, "As for these occult knowledge, once you reach the terminal and enter the school, there will be a special occult professor who will answer your questions."

"Well, ladies and gentlemen, the next stop is almost here."

At this moment, an ethereal voice sounded in the carriage.

"Loen Kingdom, Jianhai County, Michael City, we've arrived."

"Next stop, Loen Kingdom, Jianhai County, Donovan."

The rich colors outside the window began to fade rapidly, and darkness once again dominated the world outside the car window, revealing a group of low houses and a few pedestrians hurriedly passing by.

They didn't notice that the speeding steam train was slowly coming to a stop, occupying a large part of the already narrow street.

The conductor went to help the passengers who were boarding the train here. Soon, with a slight tremor, this steam train that could attract countless people's attention no matter where it was or when it was seen, quietly entered the spiritual world with rich colors again and headed towards the next stop.

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"Clingy little kitty..."

Tang shook off the goose bumps on his body. He was thinking about Nicolas Flamel's bad taste in asking the train attendants to call those imposters, and he wondered if he would be labeled as a 'pervert' by major organizations next.
But he quickly shifted his attention to other things.

"Eternal Blazing Sun, Lord of Storms, Craftsman, Mother Earth...even people from the Moss Ascetic Order have tried to ascend."

In the principal's office, Tang sat on a high-back chair, with a Coke in his left hand and potato chips in his right hand, observing the situation of the train running in the spiritual world through the vision of the secret doll.

"It seems like they care more than I thought."

Tang took the potato chips and was about to put them in his mouth when he suddenly reached in and took out another bag of potato chips.

The original potato chips disappeared as the historical pore image reached its upper limit of maintenance.

Tearing open the package, Don reached in and pulled out new chips.

“Interesting…” Chew, chew, chew. “The ancient scholar’s ​​potion has been digested…” Chew, chew, chew. “Once everything is arranged, you can be promoted to a Miracle Master.”

Zaratul's hair looked a little gray, and after three hundred years he looked a little old. His eyes were deep and dark. He had become a miracle worker. He stood by the bed, looking at Tang and nodded to him.

After fully digesting the ancient scholar's potion and Tang's knowledge infusion, Zaratul has become a true angel in three hundred years.

The reason why Tang chose to use the potion that Zaratul had already digested to advance was nothing more than two main reasons.

First, the Never-Ending Theater and the Dark Wolf Kotal. One is the carrier of Miskatonic University, and the other plays a huge role in the southern continent, helping to contain the Spirit Cult and the Rose School.

The secret order led by Zaratul has now become a complete subordinate of Miskatonic University and no longer needs angel-level secret puppets to be in charge at all times.

Moreover, after systematic processing, he separated the miracle worker's potion, which did not mean that he did not have extraordinary powers. Just because he fell to Sequence 3 did not mean that he did not have the power of an angel. Borrowing power from his past self, Zaratul, who was once a miracle worker, could obviously burst out with the strength of the same angel level.

Second, Zaratul was promoted to a miracle worker only after becoming his secret puppet. Following the connection of mysticism, the part of the potion digested by the other party was equivalent to the potion digested by him, Don Eggers Ramd.

This would provide the greatest protection against the impact of the initial awakening of Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun's will when he was promoted to Sequence 2.

When the ceremony is completed and Miskatonic University truly emerges from history, he will become a new angel, a magician who walks the earth, brings miracles, and is the top magician.

(End of this chapter)