Mystery: The High-Dimensional Overlooker

Gao Wei walked into the manor and casually said something to the shadow beside him to indicate that he had returned to the manor. A bloody figure appeared quickly from the ground, condensing a human shape in the air.

This is a Rose Bishop who is on duty. With the help of the power bestowed by the true Creator, he is able to extend his vision outside one wall of the manor to monitor whether there are any suspicious people sneaking into the Aurora Society's base.

"I understand, Your Excellency." The Rose Bishop said respectfully to Gao Wei, who, despite having the same sequence as himself, was a divinely favored one. "I'll go inform Mr. Z."

"Well, why?" Gao Wei was a little strange. He didn't know why when he came back today, Bishop Rose, who was the sentinel, was going to inform Mr. Z, who was in charge.

"Ah, it's Mr. Z's order." Bishop Rose betrayed Mr. Z directly: "Mr. Z said that when you see His Excellency the Beloved One coming back with vegetables, go and notify him."

High-dimensional:"……"

After a perfunctory hum, Gao Wei stepped up the stairs. When he passed by the kitchen, he put down the fresh pork and various seasonings he had just bought, then raised his feet and walked towards Klein's room.

He still had the Beyonder trait left behind by the previous hunter. Gao Wei didn't consider the consequences of this source of trait. After all, at most, there was only an ambassador and a Sequence 5 "Puppet Master," small forces that couldn't cause any significant trouble in their presence. However, Klein definitely needed some training, and he felt he could hand over this mission to Klein later.

Gao Wei thought casually as he pushed open Klein's door.

Klein was still immersed in the arduous battle with the lesson plans he would need tomorrow. The sound of Gao Wei pushing the door pulled Klein out of the deep work hell, causing him to subconsciously turn around and look at the door. direction.

Seeing the visitor, Klein couldn't help but smile:

"Lao Gao, are you finally back?"

"Sorry for the wait." Gao Wei smiled and walked over to Klein. He pulled out a piece of red jelly-like substance from his pocket and casually placed it next to Klein. "This is for you."

"It turns out that this world has already made jelly... huh?" Klein smiled and took the ball of "jelly" casually. He was about to stuff it into his mouth, but he was confused when he found that the ball of "jelly" had something on it. Extraordinary breath. Klein was agitated, looked carefully, and was suddenly a little surprised:

"Is this an extraordinary characteristic? Old Gao, where did you get it?"

"A 'hunter' who overestimated his own abilities." Gao Wei said calmly, "This guy tried to attack me when I came back from buying groceries, but I killed him. Haha, I guess the gang behind this guy will investigate who killed him later. Well, Klein. Otherwise, how about giving you this mission that doesn't involve extraordinary tasks, so that you can hone your abilities in this area?"

Klein nodded gently without doubting his presence. A smile appeared on Gao Wei's face. Now that Mr. A has boarded the ship to the Southern Continent, Mr. Z here does not have to pay for assassinating the ambassador. However, he can still find reasons to pick up Miss Audrey's wool. …After all, Klein didn’t need to give her the ten thousand pounds in cash.

After all, now the Aurora Society not only has to operate normally, but also has to bear the expenses of Mr. A's status as a rich man.

While Gao Wei was thinking this, he walked on the road to the kitchen. It is worth mentioning that while Gao Wei was cooking, Mr. Z had been looking for various reasons to stay in the manor. A meal for your Excellency. In the end, Gao Wei reluctantly agreed to Mr. Z's request.

Should I say that this dish is really delicious, or that Mr. Z is greedy...

Since Klein had his first class the next day, he couldn't drink. After drinking and eating, the two of them returned to their respective rooms to rest and prepare for tomorrow. Mr. Z also returned to his office to continue handling matters related to the Aurora Society.

The next day, when Klein was wearing formal clothes and adjusting his collar in front of the mirror, Gao Wei opened the door sleepily and looked at Klein carefully. At this moment, Klein was wearing a black tuxedo, leather shoes, and a silver pocket watch in the middle of his clothes. These attires made Klein look decent and elegant.

Gao Wei looked at Klein, who had changed his hairstyle and intentionally left a beard curled around his chin. He felt that his cross-dressing was not perfect. If he met colleagues who had worked together such as Leonard and Dunn , will still be recognized.

He stroked his chin and thought for a while, and finally took out a silver-rimmed monocle from his arms that had been sterilized with the source quality of the high-dimensional Overlooker, and gently put it on Klein's left eye. superior.Gao Wei told Klein:

"Don't put the monocle on your right eye."

"Why?" Klein was a little confused.

"Some bad things will happen." Gao Wei replied casually, not intending to tell Klein about Amon now. Klein nodded and carefully followed Gao Wei's teachings, not preparing to commit suicide.

Gao Wei took two steps back and carefully looked up and down at Klein in front of him. After making sure that no one would recognize him, he nodded and said to Klein:

"Very good, perfect."

Klein smiled awkwardly and gently pressed the top hat on his head:

"Lao Gao, then I went to work?"

"Go ahead." Gao Wei nodded. "After you get off work, I'll take you to investigate the issue behind that hunter. The other gang won't let us go. We have to strike first."

Klein nodded.

"Then, your clown potion has been digested now, right?" Gao Wei paused and continued to say to Klein: "The Aurora Society does not have the inventory for your next series of potions. You have to find time to participate. Some extraordinary people will gather together to collect your next sequence of potion materials."

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South Continent, East Balam, Port Silens.

Mr. A walked with somewhat heavy steps toward the station where the Aurora Club would be stationed here. Different from the Loen Kingdom, the atmosphere here is depressing and gloomy. There are many people with bronze skin walking on the dilapidated streets, like zombies, like their bodies have lost their souls.

The climate here is much hotter than that of Loen, but it is nothing to Mr. A, who is a "darkless person". There were many peeping eyes around him, looking at him. Amidst the eyes that could make ordinary people feel frightened, Mr. A walked with his head held high.

"Right here..." Mr. A muttered and walked away. Some skinny poor people lying on the ground with dead eyes exchanged glances with each other. After confirming that Mr. A was heading towards the suburbs, they quietly got up.

Their eyes had a fierce light, and there was some shining cold light on their bodies.

These poor people who have no jobs but still retain their ferocious nature are terrifying creatures in East Balam. They are brave and fierce, bullying the weak and afraid of the strong. As long as you have a gun in your hand, they will flee like birds and beasts. If you have no weapon in your hand, they will curse and raise their butcher knives at you.

They dare not glare at the dignitaries who cost them their jobs, but they are happy to swing their swords at their helpless compatriots. It was obvious that Mr. A, who was wearing old clothes and had changed his skin color to disguise himself, was deemed by them to be a target for robbery.

It was simply because they could tell from Mr. A's cautious posture that he was not the kind of extraordinary person who was confident in his plans.

Chapter 50 Mr. A will appear as a missionary

You have to know that in the Southern Continent, people are commodities, and human trafficking is the hottest business.

With the God of Spiritual Objects eroded by the Mother Tree of Desire, the Balam Empire completely lost its last remaining strength to resist the four gods of Loen and Intis. Even Sequence One, "God Evil" Sua, a nephew of a high-level rank, couldn't alter the division of divine interests. Not to mention that Sua's mind wasn't entirely clear to begin with, constantly indulging.

The death of Renette Tinicole in the battle against the Sear clan further exacerbated the plight of the already poor High-Sequence Beyonder colony. If Klein might have felt disgust towards the Loen Kingdom's human trafficking operations after witnessing the tragic conditions in the Backlund slums, then human trafficking in the Southern Continent was like hell on earth.

The two paths of the Mother Tree of Desire are the "Abyss" and the "Bound One", and under the influence of the Law of Extraordinary Aggregation, the Extraordinaries following the two paths will naturally gather here. The role of the devil requires killing, and the desires of the indulgent party need to be satisfied. Whether it was the needs of the colonists of Loen and Intis or the local Extraordinaries, they had caused serious disasters to the people here.

Here, a slightly more merciful Beyonder will leave you some reward to buy the life of a desperate person. A man was worth a pound, a woman half a pound; for those who were hungry, a mere meal was enough to pack up their daughters and sell them to cruel, bloodthirsty demons.

And more are forcibly plundered: people living here do not dare to walk at night, and sometimes going out at night may completely disappear from the lives of their loved ones. The darkness here is more terrifying than the darkness in the Land Abandoned by God. There are no natural disasters like the Land Abandoned by God, but there are man-made disasters caused by indulgence and demons. What is here is a far deeper depravity than the true Creator endured.

Compared to the residents living in constant fear, the poor of Loen lived a stable and happy life. At least they didn't have to worry about being slaughtered by any random Beyonder passing by, and at least they didn't have to worry about disappearing forever just because they slept outside their homes.

Compared to here, no matter how deep the suffering is, it is nothing.

A man who was following Mr. A from a distance raised his rough hand high in the air and casually slapped the face of a ragged little girl beside him. The weak girl staggered and fell to her knees on the ground.

There was a "clang", and a dagger with a little rust was thrown in front of the little girl - this was a dagger of poor quality. As the dagger fell to the ground, a man gave it to the little girl. A cold word and a hard kick away from her.

"Lead him into the alley over there and stab him."

"Otherwise, I'll send you there later!"

The little girl shuddered, quickly grabbed the dagger, and ran towards Mr. A. She knew exactly what kind of place the man was talking about. When she was barely surviving, she had seen her companions who were sent there.

When they went to clean it, most of them only had one or two broken limbs and blood all over the floor.

Thinking of that scene, a few tears flashed on the little girl's face. She wanted to live.

She ran forward, a look of determination and madness slowly appearing on her face. She looked at Mr. A as he walked, suppressed her instinctive trembling, and slowly pressed her small body against him. The men watching this scene smiled grimly and followed the little girl from a distance.

——They knew that the strong man probably had a weapon in his hand, but no outsider would be extremely wary of a child who seemed to be engaged in a special job. Two fists are no match for four hands. When his vital parts are injured, the weapon in his hand becomes a golden pound in their hands.

Mr. A was walking forward, but felt a strange feeling coming from his side. This kind of flesh was like the flesh and blood he had touched before, but he did not feel the vitality he should have from the body next to him - it was a body that was about to fail.

He looked down and saw a child only reaching his waist.

The little girl smiled awkwardly and slowly lifted up her skirt, imitating the older sisters she had seen wandering outside. She didn't know what this move meant. She only knew that most men wearing such clothes would be attracted to them when they saw the sisters she had seen doing this.

However, she forgot that there was a dagger hidden on her body. Mr. A looked at the little girl whose face became frightened when the dagger was exposed, and seemed to want to pick up the knife hidden in her clothes and stab him. He reached out and grabbed her wrist:

"Kid, don't panic."

Mr. A soothed her. His voice was full of magnetism, possessing an intoxicating quality. The little girl unexpectedly calmed down. She felt a bit stiff as Mr. A held her wrist and led her forward—the direction Mr. A was heading was a deep, secluded alley.

When he passed by those homeless people, Mr. A discovered the intentions of those malicious people. When Mr. A saw the countless red and swollen scars on the little girl's face and body, he probably knew what was going on:

It's just that those guys were afraid that they had weapons on them and that they would fight back when attacked, so they sent such a child over. Looking at the child's movements, Mr. A knew that she was an abandoned child in the hands of those people. .

If it were him before, he would probably train the Lamb of the Lord specifically to make people give up their vigilance. He would not sacrifice these pure lambs of the Lord unless necessary and when he had no other choice.

"Don't be afraid, kid." Mr. A said in a deep voice: "I know you were forced here by these people, right?"

The little girl's body stiffened for a moment. This slight movement made Mr. A, who was once Bishop Rose, confirm his thoughts. After waiting for a few seconds, the little girl nodded gently. Her movements were very stiff, as if she was afraid that her communication with Mr. A would be discovered by the people following her.

"I will help you, child." Mr. A continued to speak gently to the child, his words filled with temptation: "You are the Lord's pure lamb, and I am the Lord's shepherd. Believe me, you will be fine, child. You see, the Lord is protecting us."

"..." The little girl remained silent, biting her lips tightly. It wasn't until Mr. A dragged her into the dark alley that she said to him in a voice as thin as a mosquito's: "Sir, you can't go in... They're looking for you, and they're very powerful..."

"Believers of the Lord must not be afraid of evil." A smile appeared on Mr. A's lips: "The Lord will protect us, child. Believe me, nothing will happen to you and me."

After hesitating for a moment, Mr. A gently grasped the dagger in the little girl's hand and used the rusty knife to cut his finger. The little girl screamed, but saw that the wound on Mr. A's finger was slowly healing.

"Look, the Lord protects us." Mr. A said to the little girl in a slightly humorous tone: "When they catch up, you stick the dagger into my body and then run inside - don't worry Come on, I’ll be fine.”

“Our sufferings are all the Lord’s tests for us; the Lord protects us because He cannot bear to see us suffer.”

Mr. A piously made the sign of the cross on his chest, with a holy smile on his face, and said to the little girl covered in wounds:

"May the Lord protect you, pure lamb."

Mr. A did not think that the girl in front of him was dirty. He only hated himself for being incompetent and failing to save these people who were poisoned by evil gods and demons as soon as possible.

The land is sick, and evil has caused it to ooze with vile pus.

Chapter 51 Encounter

"So, who is the Lord?" the little girl said timidly, her voice trembling: "I have never heard of the Lord you said from your brothers and sisters. Have we been abandoned?"

"No." Mr. A said solemnly: "The Lord will never abandon you, you are just trapped by evil gods and demons. The Lord called me here to raise weapons on this land."

“What we believe in is the omniscient and almighty God, the Lord who created everything.”

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"Look, this guy's really impatient this time. Hehe, he's already taking action before we even enter the alley." A young man chuckled sinisterly, thinking that the little girl, whose name they couldn't remember, screamed in surprise when this man touched her. "Boss, it looks like this is someone who's never been to the Southern Continent before. We'll have to make good use of her!"

"You're right." A man with a scar face smiled gloomily: "Looking at him, if he dares to come here, he is just a sheep waiting to be slaughtered. You will be more agile later and don't leave any clues."

"I understand!" The young man next to him was eager to give it a try.

They watched Mr. A and the little girl walk into the alley, and like humans hunting animals, they surrounded them. They blocked the alley's exit, ready to kill the two people inside. After all, the little girl they had thrown out was also their "hunt" target.

However, what these guys didn't know was that when they started to close the circle around the prey, the "prey" they thought was already lying on the chopping board had quietly closed its mouth and showed a ferocious smile towards them.

When it comes to how to fight against evil people, letting another evil person deal with it is obviously the most effective way. Of course, the premise is that these two evil people will not join forces to deal with you. Compared with Mr. A, the famous national wanted criminal in the past, these sneaky criminal chicks are like dwarfs.

What were they thinking, what were their goals, what were they planning to do? Mr. A, a seasoned man, could see through all of this at a glance. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the young man slowly approaching, his rough hand gently grasping the little girl's knife-wielding hand.

"You hesitated." Mr. A said doubtfully, "Little Lamb, why didn't you stab me with the knife in your hand?"

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