My transformation into a beautiful girl started with a hemorrhage.

Hiroyuki Imaizumi developed doubts.

The reason for the suspicion is simple: either there are objective factors, or... there is knowledge about something!

Masaki Zen's counter-surveillance skills were also quite good; after all, he was an investigator. He began to look troubled and slowly said, "I haven't seen my wife and son for a long time. Now I just want to spend time with my family."

Upon hearing this, Hiroyuki Imaizumi and the others began to have doubts.

The other party's expression and body language were not suspicious, and the reason was impeccable.

"Well then, Mr. Masasaki, you can work as our unofficial assistant. We'll only call on you when we need your help, and you'll remain an investigator at other times. Is that alright?"

Hiroyuki Imaizumi decided to take a step back.

Actually, the reason he was so keen to have Masaki Zen join them was...

This is also because they have deeply experienced how powerful a pet's abilities are.

After Katsuragi was arrested, they tested his so-called superpowers, and each member personally experienced the pet's abilities.

You can imagine that the other person is simply lighting a cigarette, and you are deeply hypnotized, then unaware of your own life or death!

Can you imagine that the other person just said one sentence or handed you a glass of water, and you were already oblivious to everything else?

If it weren't for the fact that the other party's abilities required contact, there were time constraints, and a possibility of failure, and the other party didn't have a normal human body...

Then they are gods, gods in human society!

Therefore, someone like Masaki Zen, who was able to face Kisame and still come back alive, is exceptionally precious.

Considering their backgrounds, Masaki Zen knew that it wouldn't be good to keep refusing them, so after weighing the options carefully, he agreed, "Alright then."

Hiroyuki Imaizumi was delighted to hear this: "To show our sincerity, Mr. Matsuzawa, please bring out that thing."

Matsuzawa hesitated: "Is this... alright?"

"I believe Mr. Masasaki wasn't talking nonsense, don't you think so, Mr. Masasaki?"

Masaki Zen responded with a soft "hmm".

“Okay.” Matsuzawa said, taking out a picture from the file bag, which was clearly a color photocopy.

This is not a clear picture. In the picture, something that looks like a human figure is floating in the sky. It is surrounded by white light and has a halo-like ring above its head.

Even though Hiroyuki Imaizumi and his colleagues had seen this picture many times, they still felt a sense of sacredness when they looked at the figures in it, and at the same time, they felt how insignificant they were.

However, Masaki Zen looked at the figure in the picture.

Hui's image involuntarily surfaced in my mind.

'How is that possible! If Hui were that powerful, she wouldn't have been shot dead.'

Shaking off the unrealistic thoughts in his head, Masaki asked curiously, "What is this?"

Instead of answering directly, Hiroyuki Imaizumi asked in return, "What do you think of the astronomical phenomenon that caused such a stir recently?"

Masaki Zen was taken aback: "Didn't the official statement already say it was an astronomical phenomenon?"

Hiroyuki Imaizumi scoffed: "An astronomical phenomenon! How could that be? I can tell you definitively, it's not an astronomical phenomenon, but rather—"

At this point, Hiroyuki Imaizumi became extremely agitated: "It was a third kind of contact. It was the descent of this being in the photograph that caused the 'stillness' of the entire world; we call it 'divine presence.'"

"A divine intervention?!?"

"Yes, God!"

Doesn't the halo above its head look just like the halo of angels in the Bible?

We speculate that the prototypes of angels in the Bible, which has been passed down for thousands of years in Christianity, are these, or rather, these.

Thousands of years ago, they descended to Earth and were worshipped as gods by the people of that time, and were woven into myths and legends that have been passed down to later generations.

Of course, modern people just treat these legends as religious stories.

And now, they're back!

Hiroyuki Imaizumi became more and more excited as he spoke, after all, in his view, this was a third kind of contact!

This is an opportunity to make contact with extraterrestrial civilizations!

Masaki Zen stated that his common sense was no longer sufficient to crush it.

Yesterday, the world was still normal, and the scientific outlook was deeply rooted in people's hearts.

result,

That very night, he encountered a superhuman who could resurrect after death.

Today, some people are even telling you directly: "Hey! God really exists in this world!"

"Alright, that's all for today. I wish us a pleasant collaboration in the future!"

"It's a pleasure working with you," Masaki Zen echoed.

the other side.

Hui devoured Qu Shiai's soul, but was unable to use Qu Shiai's alluring abilities. Hui guessed that it wasn't that she hadn't obtained Qu Shiai's abilities, but rather that her soul was currently damaged and therefore she couldn't use them.

Of course, once his soul's damage heals, he wouldn't even consider Qu Shiai's alluring abilities.

Without thinking any further, Hui changed into her nightgown, lay down on the bed, covered herself with the blanket, and began her time-travel journey.

Chapter 172 Identity

It was about 5 li outside the capital of the Xia Dynasty.

This is an exceptionally lush forest. The forest is dark, with tall, straight trees blocking out most of the sunlight. Only dappled, sparse light shines through the branches and leaves, making the forest particularly eerie and sinister.

Even at midday, the forest was so quiet it was as if everything was asleep in the fear of death, and the temperature was much lower than outside, making those inside shiver involuntarily.

At this moment, this forest, which was like a forbidden place for strangers, welcomed an uninvited guest.

Two men dressed as eunuchs pushed a small cart, threw a straw mat-wrapped object there, and quickly left.

This is the body of a young girl. Her slender body is simply wrapped in a straw mat and carelessly left in this desolate, uninhabited forest.

This situation is not surprising.

This is because it is a famous mass grave on the outskirts of Kyoto.

The Xia Dynasty, as the unified dynasty of this continent, has existed for more than 300 years. As an ancient imperial dynasty, it has entered its twilight years.

Behind its prosperity lies a great deal of filth, and this exceptionally lush forest is a faithful record of the filth behind its prosperity.

Even through the straw mat covering the girl's body, the beautiful curves of her body could still be seen.

Especially the girl's slender, bare hand, which was narrow and long, with delicate joints, yet pale as paper, with fingernails that shone with a bluish light, as if carved from a piece of beautiful jade, without any flaws.

However, upon closer inspection, it can be seen that the girl's limbs are unnaturally bent, revealing the cruel fact that her limbs were forcibly broken.

Furthermore, other parts of the girl's body showed unnatural signs of collapse. In ancient times, there was only one form of punishment that could cause such injuries: death by flogging!

However, what is most alarming is that upon closer inspection, one can discover that the girl's chest actually has a slight rise and fall.

The girl did not die!

No,

It should be said that the girl was still clinging to her last breath.

It's unimaginable why the girl would cling to her last breath while enduring excruciating pain as if her entire body were being shattered.

but,

As the last tear rolled down the corner of the girl's eye, she slowly closed her eyes.

Dead...

However, not long after.

Black particles began to emerge from the girl's body.

After being beaten to death, the broken limbs and shattered internal organs instantly returned to their original state, making it seem as if what one had seen before was an illusion.

Dong'er slowly opened her eyes.

No, now it should be said that Hui slowly opened her eyes.

"Where...is this place?"

Hui struggled to get up.

I have no physical discomfort.

Apart from the thin plain clothes she was wearing, which are often seen in TV dramas, she was dressed in the same style as the ancients.

Hui disdainfully removed the tattered straw mat from her body, stood up, and looked around.

"Tsk! It's a bit cold! Hmm? Such lush trees!" Hui looked at this scene so close to nature, but she wasn't afraid. Instead, she chirped and chattered happily. As a modern person, she was filled with beautiful fantasies about real primeval forests.

Wearing a pair of embroidered little shoes, Hui walked slowly through the woods, where the weeds were very lush and the path was rugged.

The dense, unidentified plants obscured Hui's vision, making it impossible for her to see into the distance. Apart from the sound of footsteps, the only sound was the occasional chilling, hoarse cries of birds in the forest, which made Hui, who was already worried, feel a chill or even a coldness.

"There might be ghosts here, right?!" Hui muttered to herself, trembling.

But even greater horror was yet to come, because at that moment Hui's feet bumped into something soft and squishy.

When Hui looked down to observe, she almost scared herself out of her wits.

"what!--"

Hui screamed as if a whistle had been placed in her throat, the high-pitched scream piercing the void and shattering the tranquility of this burial ground. At the same time, it aroused strange thoughts in the two men who were shopping on Taobao not far away.

It turned out that Hui had encountered a rotting corpse.

Hui's long, slender legs trembled with fright, and she almost lost her balance.

"No, I need to leave here first."

Hui was still in shock and didn't think much of it. She ran in the opposite direction from the corpse and ran for an unknown amount of time until she left the dense forest and leaned against a big tree to calm down.

As Hui gradually calmed down, she began to ponder two of the three fundamental questions about life.

"who am I?"

Where am I?