Mystery: Starting from the Shadow World

Chapter 36 The Law of Conservation of Extraordinary Properties

"Lord Steve, I feel..." Tyrell, who was originally full of confidence in himself and Jason, suddenly felt a little uncertain and had the urge to ask them to stay.

After all, even if Sharon and Marich manage to escape completely, they're not impossible to track down later. But if they die on a mission like this, their lives are over.

Those who embark on the extraordinary path, regardless of their outward appearance, are not truly insane on the inside!

Jason remained silent throughout, but the look in his eyes, which was gradually filled with ferocity and desire, and the way he crushed the edge of the table, were enough to show that those words had ignited his inner rage and a growing craving for flesh and blood.

"Don't worry." Knowing what the two were thinking, Steve finally brought good news: "According to Mother Tree, that 'prisoner' is not special at the moment, and will definitely try to be promoted."

"During the next two full moons, our power will be greater than ever before, and the curse on the other side will intensify, enough for you in Tingen to feel his presence."

"All you have to do is capture him alive."

"Capture alive?"

Both Tyrell and Jason were stunned, pondering what unknown truth lay hidden behind these contradictory demands.

But soon their thoughts drifted away from these thoughts, swept away by the joy of the divine message they were about to fulfill. Their tongues swept across their red lips and white teeth, and their human-like appearance took on an indescribable eeriness at this moment.

They grinned maliciously, their expressions gradually turning mad. The clamor of the rain in their ears was powerlessly drowned out by the delightful full moonlight in their minds, leaving them pale and powerless.

Inside the Blackthorn Security Company.

Inside the room guarding the "Charnes Gate," Dunn Smith listened quietly and calmly to the three men's accounts, then took Antigonus's notes from Leonard and said to Philip:

"Lawrence, your performance and achievements have far exceeded my expectations. I don't even know how to express my appreciation for you. These will all be recorded as your achievements."

"As for what you want to exchange your merits for, that's entirely up to you. You can think about it carefully." As he spoke, he opened the diary and began to read it.

"Um, Captain, will everything be alright?"

Philip blinked, feeling somewhat incredulous at the situation before him.

In his eyes, the abilities granted by the three potions, "The Sleepless," "The Midnight Poet," and "The Nightmare," most likely do not have a way to resist contamination. Wouldn't it cause problems if he just flipped through them directly?

Dunn glanced at it briefly, then closed the notebook. "Ahem, no problem."

He didn't say whether the notes were fine, or whether it was fine to just flip through them directly, or both.

"Store this notebook in the Chanis Gate and wait for the people from Backlund to arrive in Tingen."

After giving his instructions, Dunn looked at Philip, who was soaked to the bone by the rain, and squinted slightly, saying casually, "Lawrence, although you were only carrying out a routine task this time, it is undoubtedly related to the duties of us Night Watchers."

"Therefore, we will reimburse all your expenses incurred during this process."

That's good?

Philip, who had never expected this, suddenly became much happier and felt less tired. After all, the black vest had no effect, and the suit, after being washed by the rain, could be worn again after a quick wash.

It would be even better if it could be converted into cash.

As Philip was thinking this, Dunn sent "The Corpse Collector" Frye and "The Sleepless" Lo Yao Leiting, who had just returned to the company after handling the theft, to deal with the aftermath.

As the pale-skinned man and the indifferent-looking woman left the room, Leonard shook his head and said with a wry smile, "Alas, it's a pity our commission isn't finished yet, and it seems to involve extraordinary individuals as well."

The room fell silent immediately after he said that.

I've been quite busy lately.

Dunn rubbed his temples, his expression unchanged. After Klein and Leonard recounted the situation in detail, he said, "I understand. You two go and rest."

"I'll go check out the Dragon Bar this afternoon."

After this matter came to an end, Philip, along with Leonard, who looked indifferent, and Klein, who was still deep in thought with a furrowed brow, returned to the upper floor.

After seeing the so-called bard walk straight into the recreation room of the Night Watch squad's official members, he casually put his hand on Klein's shoulder, pulling the other out of his thoughts.

"Philendie, what's wrong?"

Klein, who had almost called the wrong name, quickly realized his mistake and asked in an extremely soft voice.

However, Philip didn't say anything. He simply pointed to the civilian staff office, pulled him inside, and gently closed the door.

After listening for a few seconds outside the door to make sure there were no problems, Philip finally spoke:

"Klein, do you have any money right now?"

what?

Brother, are you sober?

Thinking of the somewhat clean wallet he had, unsurprisingly, kept in order to maintain Benson and Melissa's happy life, he pursed his lips, trying not to show too much bitterness. "Not much."

Not a single mistake, not a single poem, not a single post, not a single piece of content, not a single look!

"Okay, then I'll write an IOU."

Philip, seemingly anticipating this, continued speaking to himself before turning to Klein and carefully saying, "100 pounds. I can sell you some extremely important knowledge. Is that acceptable?"

Fellow villagers are one thing, but making money is another.

He doesn't have much of a penchant for doing charity.

The law of the indestructibility of extraordinary traits is information that is almost unknown among wild low-sequence extraordinary individuals. Leonard's previous performance and experiences have also given him a general understanding of the Night Watchers.

Like the role-playing method, it is probably a confidential matter within the government, and very few people know about it.

£100 is considered very generous.

Important knowledge, 100 pounds. Klein frowned, feeling conflicted, but remembering Philip's previous treatment of him, he nodded. "I will pay you back."

"No need to rush, I won't charge you interest, and you can use Russell's diary instead. Um, at least four pages, please."

Philip smiled. "It'll be 5 pounds a piece."

Then he leaned close to Klein's ear, covered it with his hand, and whispered in an extremely subtle manner: "The Law of Conservation of Extraordinary Characteristics: Extraordinary characteristics will not be destroyed or reduced; they will only be transferred from one vessel to another."

Klein silently recited it to himself, then opened his eyes wide, as if he had figured something out.

"To give an example, the rare substance that came off the body of that clown, the Extraordinary who didn't lose control, after his death, is equivalent to the main ingredient of that sequence potion."

After Philip finished speaking, he patted the other person on the shoulder and continued, seeing the other person's blank expression, "Have you figured it out? If you have, let's continue. There are still some things to discuss."

(End of this chapter)