Miss Planeswalker, are you free for romance?

The man clenched his fist, and a crisp sound popped out between his fingers: "If Minister Usami hates me because of this, it is only natural."

"But please be patient for a while."

"My life must be used to fight against chaos."

Bai Ju's expression did not change at all. The words he spoke were calm and without any ups and downs, just like he was reading a script step by step: "After the new "Judgment" level appears in the ceremony..."

He pointed his thick, round finger at his heart, then at Usami Reiko.

"My life is in your hands."

After the words were spoken, silence fell.

The rope was still rubbing persistently, and the human-powered elevator was shaking slightly, as if it was about to arrive.

Usami Reiko was silent for a long time, then sneered.

"He is truly a soldier through and through."

The woman didn't say much after receiving this comment, as if it wasn't her who was so angry that she shot the man repeatedly several days ago.

"I have my own plans. I'll leave your life to those stinking pigs."

After saying that, Usami Reiko turned around and didn't intend to continue paying attention to Bai Ju.

boom.

Violent shaking.

The elevator landed.

Bai Ju nodded to Usami Reiko. After apologizing, he seemed to have let go of his burden. He pushed open the door at half his body height and walked out.

"Are you ok?"

Takashi Sakai leaned over and patted Usami Reiko on the back, and a slight tremor could be felt in his palm.

The woman lowered her head. "It's okay. Let's go. Now is not a good time to express personal feelings."

Following the path to the end, there is a huge air-raid shelter-like space.

Boxes were neatly stacked in a cube in the corner of the rock wall. A dozen men and women wearing iron collars and with their hands and feet tied were sitting not far away with dishevelled hair, all with the same expression on their faces.

Wooden and hopeless.

Sakai Takashi looked around curiously. A researcher in white came to the office area at the corner of the rock wall, pushed his glasses up, and saluted Bai Ju respectfully.

Snapped!

Bai Ju nodded: "Activate special item C-001, these two and I will rush over, we should be able to make it in time."

The true mystery of the so-called "mystery" finally unfolded before Sakai Takashi's eyes.

That's a huge watch.

The metal creation was full of mechanical feel, with gears and copper rods all exposed on the surface. Circles of golden lines were engraved on the edges, and the mesh pattern slowly expanded and contracted in the man's field of vision.

They are alive.

The second hand clicked forward, and the brass metal casing barely covered the core part.

Usami Reiko looked at her watch and then at the secret instrument.

Strange, there are only six numbers on this clock...

As if he understood the doubts of the two people behind him, Bai Ju explained: "Although the "Secret Instrument" is in the shape of a clock, it does not record time."

"You can set a range behind it," the man pointed to the second hand from a distance, "When the second hand starts to move, it means a large-scale mystery has appeared within the set range."

Then, he drew a line on the minute and hour hands: "The scale of the minute hand represents the energy level, and the scale of the hour hand represents the type."

Sakai Takashi suddenly realized, "So, the 2 on the minute hand represents the second energy level...?"

Second level.

“This is its first autonomous judgment.”

"Level 2 is probably a small-scale regional disaster."

The researcher who had just left came back, followed by two armed guards, pushing and shoving the group of disheveled, locked-up people that Sakai Takashi had just seen.

The middle-aged researcher pointed to the minute hand: "After C-001 successfully landed, we conducted several internal tests. The second energy level is probably a small or medium-sized ritual. The mysterious string wave is not strong. After the irritation intensity test-"

After a pause, as the three people stared at him in silence, the researcher pushed his glasses and said something else: "To put it in more common terms, it's probably the damage caused by the white torch activating the mystery."

"This is the intensity of the second level ritual. The three of you should be fine."

"The other party only has one ritualist and a few contactors at most."

Sakai Takashi nodded, not quite understanding.

"As for the 'type' of the hour hand, we haven't tested it out yet."

Speaking of the hour hand, the middle-aged researcher was a little distressed. "After all, the mystery has only appeared for a year or two, and we have no experience or information to refer to."

Bai Ju was not interested in this.

He turned his head and said to Reiko and Sakai Takashi: "These don't mean much to you. You just need to know what the third type that the hour hand points to represents."

"Type Three: Chaos Ritual."

The researcher glanced at Bai Ju and said nothing. He waved his hand and asked two guards to escort the man to the secret ceremony.

"These are all death row prisoners." Bai Ju pointed to the ones in front of him, as well as the guys who were locked up when he first came in: "It costs a price to activate the "Secret Ritual."

"Bai Jusang always looks so calm."

The researcher smiled as he untied the handcuffs of the death row prisoner. He joked as he did so, with half-framed glasses on his nose. His fox-like eyes squinted through the lenses: "He is obviously a ritualist of the highest level."

Bai Ju stared at the other person expressionlessly: "I'm not strong enough."

"Oh, that's a terrible thing to say."

The male death row inmate seemed to be resisting. He struggled and tried to break free from the guards' grip.

"Do you want to refuse?"

The middle-aged researcher did not use force. He dismissed the two guards and walked up to the death row inmate. He smiled cunningly and said, "No matter what the cost, as long as you survive, your sentence can be reduced."

"Or do you want to reject this opportunity and go back to prison, awaiting execution next month?"

The sound of dripping water jumped down from the rock wall and landed on the guard's military boots.

The death row prisoner struggled and slowly lowered his head.

Chapter35 The Third Energy Level

In the end, the death row inmate could not control his desire to survive.

It is better to live than to die.

His bony arms were lifted up by two guards and held. In front of him was the center of the [Mystery]—

The starting point of the three watch needles is a round, black hole.

It was pitch black inside.

"quick."

As he was urged, the prisoner bit his cheek, closed his eyes tightly, and slowly placed his finger on the hole, pushing it in little by little...

The sound of some mouth opening and closing was heard by several people.

It was like lips and tongue that had been dry for a long time, opening their organs that had been sealed for many years when they encountered delicious food and desire.

puff.

The death row prisoner's hand was pulled in like this.

Immediately, there was a huge chewing sound!

Click, click, click.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!"

He struggled, and used his intact right arm to push away the security guard's grip. He grabbed his left wrist and pulled it out with all his might!

“Save me!! Save me!!”

"I regret it! No!!"

Screaming and yelling like crazy!

Except for Sakai Takashi who showed reluctance, the rest of them looked at him coldly.

The loud swallowing and chewing sounds continued.

"Depending on the level of ritual and mystery we detect, the cost will also be different."

Taking advantage of the break in eating, the middle-aged researcher found a chair and sat down as if nothing had happened. Unknowingly, a thermos cup appeared in his hand.

There was a scent of tea coming out of it.

"During the test, Bai Ju led several teams to perform mystical magic at the same time, and the cost of detecting them was only three fingers. Of course, to detect the ongoing ceremony, the cost is higher, and this cannot be converted into the same as a simple scanner."

Sakai Takashi looked at Bai Ju who remained noncommittal, then looked at the death row prisoner who was struggling like a fish on the shore, and a chill ran through his whole body.

The mystery is still swallowing.

Like a ravenous creature, it sprang to life, biting the wrist and beginning to devour his forearm.

“Save me!! Save me!!”

The forearm sank in, and the upper arm gradually approached the hole.

Click, click.

The greedy eyes did not let a drop of blood flow out, sucking the sweetness in the tissue fluid and blood vessels, and even crushed the bones into residue, chewing them and swallowing them.

The upper arm also disappeared.

At this moment, the death row prisoner was like a naive child who accidentally got his arm stuck because of playing - his entire arm disappeared in front of the huge clock, his face was pale, and his body was shaking from time to time.

"…save…me."

The sound gradually became lower and lower, seeming to be there and not there.

"That is to say, the more it devours, the more it represents..."

Usami Reiko frowned, somewhat confused.

"That's right." After taking a sip of tea, the researcher pointed to the minute hand and said, "The higher the energy level and the farther the distance, the more flesh and blood we need to use the secret ritual to find each other."

"Don't look at me like that. I'm not a pervert."

Laughing, the researcher spread his hands towards Sakai Takashi, his narrow eyes expressing his emotions helplessly: "We have tested it, and only human flesh and blood can work. What do you think we were like in the beginning?"

“Of course, it started with pigs and cows.

Who would use humans for fuel if this big baby wasn't working?"

“That’s a human being.”

A long silence and...

Swallowing sound.

Bai Ju felt something was wrong.

"Why do you continue?"

The middle-aged researcher also stood up, and calmness finally disappeared.

He nervously put on his glasses, and like a weird uncle, he looked under the watch face that was two people tall, and put his ear close to the watch face.

"It shouldn't be..."

At this time, the death row prisoner had already died.

After the arm was devoured, the dissatisfied clock continued to eat, sucking away the flesh of the death row prisoner like sucking bone marrow.

The shape hanging outside is now just a piece of human skin.