Build an ancient-level power in the nightmare world

In the dimly lit room 202.

Chase stood quietly, a hint of excitement and curiosity flashing in his eyes.

It was his suggestion to monitor Chris.

Vivian did not directly object, saying that it was fine as long as it didn't affect the investigation mission.

The apartment had several artificial artifacts for detecting dark energy, but none for detecting spiritual fluctuations.

For both he and Vivian, two holy path practitioners, even the slightest spiritual fluctuations could not escape their spiritual intuition within a certain range.

Therefore, there is no need for this.

However, Chase had a hunch.

Although he and Vivian were responsible for one during the day and the other at night, they were able to monitor the apartment 24 hours a day.

But even the most extraordinary people who embark on the path to sainthood are not immune to carelessness.

Chess is more inclined to believe in things like formations and sacred objects than in people.

That's why I took it upon myself to draw this spirit-detecting array in room 202, in order to monitor the situation in room 102 below at all times.

That subtle spiritual fluctuation just now was fleeting; if it weren't for the spirit-detecting array, Chess might not have noticed it at all.

Even if he caught that faint spiritual fluctuation, he might not be able to discern its source.

Now, he is almost certain that there is something in Room 102 below that can release spiritual energy.

While he may not be an "ordinary person" named Chris, there must at least be something unusual about his family.

But this alone was not enough for Chase to convince the Torchbearer to issue an arrest warrant for Chris.

There are many occult enthusiasts in this world, and the authorities tend to follow the principle of guidance rather than suppression. As long as occult knowledge is not publicly disseminated and no dangerous experiments are involved, the Torchbearers will turn a blind eye.

Under normal circumstances, if such a subtle and brief spiritual fluctuation were to appear around him, Chase would at most simply examine the surroundings and would not delve into the matter further.

Seeing that the spirit-detecting array beneath him had not reacted further for a long time.

Chase gradually withdrew his gaze and walked freely in the darkness, heading to the kitchen to prepare a pot of coffee for himself.

The moment the gas stove was lit, a bright yellow halo spread out, and Chess's eyes narrowed sharply.

The light was not dazzling to ordinary people, but Chase, who was used to the darkness, felt a slight stinging in his eyes.

He slightly reduced the flame and his pupils constricted slightly, quickly adapting to the presence of light.

When they inspected the apartment building in the evening, they discovered that although the building looked very old, it was exceptionally soundproof.

So he wasn't worried that the noise from making coffee would disturb Chris downstairs.

However, good soundproofing is not actually a good thing for them on this mission.

Although those who embark on the holy path and have the holy seal engraved on their souls often possess remarkable spiritual intuition.

However, unless it is a certain ability inherent to the Holy Path, the five senses of extraordinary beings at the Spirit Envoy level are generally not significantly enhanced.

At least the holy path he was walking did not enhance his hearing at the Spirit Envoy stage, but his night vision was exceptionally outstanding.

Soon, Chase poured himself a steaming cup of coffee. Since there was no milk or sugar prepared, he only took one sip before grinning and putting the cup down.

"Why does the boss like this smell?" Chase shook his head, turned off the gas stove, and the room fell into darkness again.

……

Nothing happened that night.

Influenced by his biological rhythms, Chris, who was already half awake, heard the clock chiming outside the window and suddenly sat up halfway in bed.

The extreme exhaustion I felt last night after my spiritual depletion has completely disappeared.

He looked at the clothes he hadn't had time to take off last night and the messy bed, sorted out his thoughts, and then took out his pocket watch to check the time.

7:01 a.m.

There was no time to make himself breakfast. Chris went into the bathroom, took off the clothes he had worn the night before, quickly washed up, and then hurriedly grabbed his briefcase and headed out to catch the tram on Nottingham Street.

As Chris left the apartment building, he noticed Chase standing near the mailbox by the door.

Chris glanced at his email first, and after confirming that there was nothing in it, he said a brief greeting to the other party and left in a hurry.

He no longer cared whether Chess was the torchbearer or what his purpose was in standing near the mailbox; all he knew was that being late for work would result in a deduction of 80 copper crowns from his full attendance bonus.

On the tram.

This time, Chris found a seat that no one had sat in.

The cool sensation coming from under the seat made him feel exceptionally comfortable.

This tram is the first one departing at this time; at least for today, I am the first passenger in this seat.

Throughout the journey, Chris gazed at the scenery outside the window, his mind constantly replaying the image of the figure in the black trench coat he had seen the previous night.

The figure from behind gave him a very familiar feeling, but through repeated recollection, he basically confirmed that none of his friends in his life had ever worn a black trench coat.

This style of dressing is actually quite rare these days.

Nowadays, formal attire is popular for both men and women, and the only difference between formal attire worn by different genders is in style and color.

When the weather gets cold, ordinary people usually wear cotton-padded coats that may look a bit bulky, while middle-class and upper-class men usually wear woolen coats of different qualities, or leather coats with fur lining.

Middle-class women also typically wear wool coats, but the colors may be more varied than those of men, though black and gray are still the main colors. Upper-class women have more clothing choices, and they generally dress in a way that reflects their status, while also emphasizing comfort.

In Chris's memory, trench coats were indeed very rare.

He didn't put away the star cards he used during the astrological reading last night; they were still on the square table in the living room.

Although he didn't have the astrology manual with him, Chris still tried to interpret the final astrological results from the previous night based on his memory.

The appearance of a waning crescent moon suggests that the astrological results may point to something unpleasant, or signify an end, or it could be interpreted as the matter being over.

The appearance of the twins can be interpreted as Chris's headache being related to another version of himself.

The "other self" here can be interpreted in many ways, such as the past self, the future self, another personality in the subconscious, even a twin, a blood relative who died young, or the self in a past life, etc.

He repeated the second step eight times, and including the waning moon itself, he collected all eight phases of the moon.

These lunar phases appear in reverse order, starting with the waning crescent moon. Later, when Chris performs the second step, the phases appear in sequence: waning crescent moon, waning gibbous moon, full moon, waxing gibbous moon, first crescent moon, crescent moon, and new moon.

Combine the Venus card revealed in the second step with the key card that appears as the third astrological sign.

Chris did have a preliminary idea of ​​what to do.