I looked into the eyes of the security guard, I saw myself in his eyes, and I saw him in the eyes of this reflection, as if I had opened one door after another, and entered his heart. Just as I once did, walk in his consciousness. It's tedious to say, but it only takes a second from the start to the end. Tomie and I were recognized as residents of this residential area, and we were easily allowed to enter, but if we didn't have this kind of awareness, we wouldn't be able to enter so openly just by relying on the speed sweep, or if we couldn't even use the speed sweep, it would be more concise and efficient with the ability of consciousness.

We weren't here to do bad things, so we didn't need to avoid the cameras along the way, but even then, we chose a route with less surveillance.

The governess and maîtress maister** are located on the thirteenth floor of the building, and in the middle of the night, several rooms in the building are still lit, not including theirs. Nothing to say all the way, Tomie and I took the elevator to the target floor, the lights in the corridor were not all on, and many areas were completely dark, because it was too quiet, so even if the footsteps were very light, it could not avoid making a noise, and this sound also added a strange atmosphere to the corridor. As I approached the door of my room, I suddenly felt something pass by, and I couldn't help but stop and look back, but there was nothing there, just an ordinary hallway.

Tomie glanced at me, she didn't seem to feel anything, I shook my head, I was more convinced than I was nervous, something unusual must be happening. I might say that I hope it's an anomaly, because the fact that an anomaly is here means that we made the right decision to come here to investigate. I can't see any anomalous phenomena, but. Anomalies are not always visible to the naked eye. After a while, the feeling of nothingness disappeared, and I cast a color on Tomie, who smiled, grabbed the doorknob, and pushed a little harder. He pushed the locked door open.

It was then that I felt the anomaly again—like something unseen, watching our actions. I was wary, this sense of gaze meant that our whereabouts had been revealed, but there was nothing to care about before the other party made a direct attack. If this invisible object attacks, confirm its storage. It will undoubtedly be a little simpler.

Tomie seemed to feel it too, and with a playful smile, he took a deep look at the hallway. Did she think that the invisible thing was in the darkness on the other side of the hallway? I can only feel the presence of this line of sight, but I can't tell where it is, is it also the cause of the feeling of passing by before? And what is its body? My mind was racing, but I didn't act on it. Because, I can't help but think. Since it also appears here, it is impossible to say that it also has some relationship with those two women.

In the stage of mystical diffusion. Although I think that the spread of electronic demons will be the main thing, and the mysteries brought by the Doomsday Shinrikyo and NOG will be added one after another, it is not too surprising that there are other types of mysteries and manifestations in addition to them. Because, the outsiders who are now living in this repeater world are not only the Doomsday Shinrikyo and NOG. Carmen once said that there is a group of mysterious experts with great strength and unknown identity and position. has also relied on his own ability to enter this world. Although NOG is a huge monster in terms of organizational structure, and there is no shortage of elite occult experts, it does not mean that in this mysterious circle of apocalyptic fantasy, in addition to the well-known large organizations such as Doomsday Shinrikyo, Nazis, NOG and Area 51, there are no other maverick occult experts and mysterious organizations. Even if the Black Nest has been merged into the NOG, in this Doomsday Fantasy, the Black Nest has not yet developed into the Cheng dù in the past Doomsday Illusion, and all that can be represented is Father Sissen's extreme cronies.

Unless the Black Nest completely breaks away from the NOG and spreads its own ideas in the past apocalyptic fantasy, the Black Nest is not special among all the mysterious organizations.

It is quite normal for mysterious experts who are unwilling to be restrained to rely on their own means to enter Las Vegas and hack the repeater. Although it took a lot of money for NOG to get to where it is now, it doesn't mean that the scattered mystical experts need to pay more. The mystical variety means that in theory, large organizations are no better at tackling specific goals than a few people. Perhaps, these mystical specialists, who are in their own way, happen to have special effects for the current world of repeaters in terms of mystical types and characteristics.

For all these reasons, to say that these two women are related to the Doomsday Shinrikyo is only a probabilistic statement, not an absolute one. If it involves other occult experts, it's not impossible. At the very least, this sense of invisible gaze in the hallway doesn't quite resemble the style of the Doomsday Shinrikyo religion. The wizards of the Cult of Doom Shinrikyo have a variety of gray fog spells, and it is not impossible for them to produce the current anomaly, but even gray fog spells will show certain fixed characteristics, and the current situation has too many inconsistencies.

Interpreting my own feelings, I feel that the current anomaly is more like a "demon", not an "electronic demon" in this repeater world, but a very classic evil thing composed of gray fog in the apocalyptic fantasy. It is said that the raw material for the Ruling Bureau to create the gray fog is humans, and the gray fog is something that is born after various negative emotions and the gray fog are mixed together and highly distorted. I have no intention of pursuing the truth, but since such a statement has been circulated, there are naturally some consistent circumstances behind it. Electro demons and demons are very similar in terms of name, but in terms of composition, they may not be the same thing.

Tomie and I waited for a few seconds, but the gaze never subsided, and the other party had no intention of showing up. I ignored it and went inside. I don't know how Tomie did it, but the big locks and buckles at the doorknobs were all damaged, and the sound it made was smaller than the footsteps we were walking.

When Tomie came in, he closed the door, but the gaze disappeared for less than three seconds, and when he was felt again, it had already shifted to the top of his head. This feeling of wandering makes me feel that this invisible thing is actually floating. Look up, of course. You can only see the ceiling that is overshadowed.

The bedroom door was closed, and someone was inside, already asleep. I sketched out the situation in each room with chain judgments, and found that the governess and maîtress were lying on the same large bed, and there were no more occupants than that. Tomie had already set out to check the room for anything suspicious. And anything she's interested in. Our goal is clear, to see if we can find a potion that seems to be "Paradise", and if we encounter a mystery, we may leave a record of it—perhaps in the form of a number, maybe a simple pen and paper—but in most cases, it is very likely that ordinary people will leave a record of a situation that they cannot understand, and the more frightened they are, the more often they are frightened. The more you feel the treacherous of "mystery", the more you can't hide it in your heart.

Tomie and I searched the room separately, and the bedroom where the two ladies were, of course, was the last to peep, but when we rummaged through the cabinets and looked at the computer files, the feeling of being watched was even stronger, and we could vaguely feel some emotion. This feeling is naturally not positive, which makes me feel even more. This sight has a lot to do with the two ladies.

I turned my head abruptly to look at the ceiling, trying to send the meaning of "I already see you" with my gaze, and the feeling of being watched suddenly collapsed. In the bedroom, a female voice made a deep voice, as if frightened. Suddenly woke up from a nightmare. The continuity of time makes it hard to believe that this is just a coincidence. Perhaps, it was one of the female teachers and the female foreman who observed Tomie's behavior in the dark in the way of "nightmares". There is no zài electronic demon here. When we met in the morning, I didn't smell the same kind of thing from these two women either. This means that this mystery has just been acquired, and that it is through guò other channels.

The absence of Grey Mist means that it is not a Grey Mist spell either. If you don't have a magic pattern, it means that you are not a magic pattern messenger. The mysteriousness of "dreaming" is close to the state of consciousness, but at this time it does not interfere with the consciousness of others, but is manifested in the way of real landscape measurement, so it is not a consciousness walker. In terms of mystery, the mystery of the approximate state of consciousness is beyond the reach of the Greystone Enhancer.

I've ruled out all the common mystical types, and there aren't many answers left. If they were not possessed by "demons" or taken "Paradise", then they may have been controlled by some mysterious experts who acted alone.

Through the door, the chain verdict sketched in my mind what happened after the "nightmare" woman woke up. First of all, the female companion who shared the bed was also awakened, and after comforting the frightened, I turned on the light, and the dim light seeped through the crack in the door, and the narrow shadow spread all the way to my feet. A person was about to open the door, and at this time, I was surprised to find that I could not move, as if my feet were sewn into the ground. I realized that it must be an anomaly caused by a shadow coming out of the crack in the door, but the movements of the two people that I had observed through the chain judgment did not feel the meaning of active attack, but rather that they still did not know that there was a stranger in their house, and one of them was standing outside the door, and I did not know that their shadow had caused some trouble to this intruder.

The electronic demon has the ability to hide in the shadows, but the shadow that is currently interfering with me is not because the electronic demon is in it, because the silence is hidden in my shadow. When the shadow that came out from under the crack in the door merged with my shadow, it would be difficult not to be noticed by silence if it carried a foreign object. The silence hidden in the shadow began to move, I don't know what it did, I could only feel it, it became extremely active, and the next moment, the shadow that was connected to me was torn like a cloth.

My shadow was still the same, and the shadow peeking out of the crack in the door suddenly staggered away from me, as if the person in the room had moved somewhere else. I stepped back from the door and blended into the shadows in the corner, only to see someone pull open the bedroom door from the inside. Looking at the silhouette of the human body, she looks like a female teacher, her position is facing the window, and the night light is shining in, and you can vaguely see that she is wearing only a pair of underwear. The governess didn't plan to turn on the light, so she got used to the light on the spot, and then walked towards the refrigerator, listening to their conversation before, probably to get some food and drink.

The light of the refrigerator turned on, and her shadow instantly took shape, and then connected with my shadow, and I froze for a moment, and then I felt silently more intense than before, and in the blink of an eye, the narrow shadow connecting me and the female teacher was cut from it, and the female teacher shook her body at the same time, and fell headlong on the refrigerator shelf. The loose bottles and cans clanged to the ground, causing an exclamation in the bedroom.

The female foreman called the female teacher's name, hurriedly opened the door and came out, and at a glance saw the female teacher half-crouched by the refrigerator. The female teacher looked vain, and it took a long time for the female foreman to come back to her senses. It seems that the shadow is severed. The impact on her is not small, and its strangeness is also very obvious, she has not grasped the mystery of the shadow at all, and she is not even aware of it at all. And the aggression that appeared at that time was not out of her consciousness at all—her shadow became an anomaly, controlled by other consciousness.

Silence can work on the shadow, but it cannot provide information about the shadow. I decided to rummage through the consciousness of these two women for clues, which was a more straightforward approach than spying on them for a long time. However, I have always been psychologically resistant to this approach. I don't like to be looked at my own head, so I don't like to look at other people's heads. Perhaps, it is this kind of resistance that makes it easy for me to forget that I have been endowed with such an ability by "Jiang". However, this power is so powerful. So convenient, always in the most troublesome situation. Solve the problem directly and simply. I've always had the feeling that every time I use it, it's like I'm taking an addictive drug.

Tomie passed me and walked behind the two women into their bedrooms. The two women hugged each other and whispered intimate words, sounding. They were also a little worried that what happened in the morning would inevitably be associated with what happened at night. The forewoman's worries should be placed on nightmares, but she is a little timid. Don't dare to look at the dark place, the female teacher's inexplicable prostration, which also makes people feel faintly inappropriate, but the two ordinary people can't know what is going on, and can only attribute it to physical discomfort.

I was only six meters away from them in the dark, and they only had each other in their eyes, until I came out and woke them up, there were other people in this room.

The two of them opened their mouths, and I knew how terrifying my presence was, but I couldn't let them really scream. Before that, I had swept up to them, one in each hand, and gagged their mouths.

They struggled and struggled, Tomie came out of the bedroom, they squinted their eyes and looked even more frightened, until Tomie turned on the light in the living room with a relaxed expression, so that the two of us could see the true colors of the two of us, and this frightened struggle weakened a little. Tomie Shi Shiran sat on the sofa, and I let go of their mouths, grabbed their shoulders, and pulled the two up. In the light, both women were naked, the female teacher was wearing purple erotic panties, and the female maîtress was wearing nothing, but, in addition to being frightened, she even forgot about these things, trembling, and even seemed to struggle to stand.

I didn't remind them to get dressed. Why be reminded? The bodies of the two are full and healthy, and they are very curvaceous.

"You, who are you? …… You are? ......" The governess calmed down a little and stared at me, as if she had just remembered who I was.

"My name is Takakawa, and she is my wife, Tomie." I soothed the two of them in a calm tone and introduced myself briefly, "I don't like to use violence, but it requires your cooperation." ”

"You-" The female teacher seemed to remember her identity as a teacher, and wanted to say something that matched her identity, but was immediately stopped by the female maîtres. The maîtress finally realized that neither of them was clothed. The governess let out a low exclamation, quickly covered her body, and raised her head to glare at me, but when her eyes met mine, I had already pushed open the door of her heart.

One door after another, due to the fluctuations of emotions and the ups and downs of memory, become solid or loose. However, the violent fluctuations of emotions do not always mean that the protective instinct of self-consciousness will be strengthened, and I try to shake the hearts of female teachers and female maforemen in a psychological way, and develop towards the level of mental relaxation. I don't know what it is, or what makes these two women mysterious, but if you want to find the source in your consciousness, you must be careful, and the other party will use corresponding means to avoid being traced.

I think that when every consciousness walker walks in the consciousness of the same person, what they see is not necessarily the same, and the reasons for the difference are very complex, but the difference in the external appearance of the consciousness ability is also one of the reasons. The doors I saw, and what was behind them, might seem to other consciousness walkers to be a different image. For example, after a door, I see an empty room with a teapot in the center of the room, if I only use it visually, it will stop there, but through the senses, to guess and feel the inside of the scene, will give rise to different thoughts. These thoughts are different from the thoughts that arise when thinking about things, so that we can distinguish which ones are in the consciousness of others. And when I walk on my consciousness, even if I have to check the memories of others, these memories will not be projected like in a movie, but I need to feel and present them in my own mind in the way of thinking.

Basically, when I open a door, there may be a deep connection between what I see, its outward image and the inside that makes it, but I usually can't understand it. As I walked in the consciousness of the governess, there were countless doors around me, the positions of which were not fixed, sometimes along a straight path, side by side, and sometimes through one door, I could see the next door, and there was a sense of getting deeper. Now, it's scattered. Finding what you want to know in so many doors is also a very troublesome thing for people who don't feel sharp enough and don't have enough confidence in their intuition.

Anchoring a goal in my mind and following my instincts will lead me to the goal, but that goal is not necessarily a direct goal, but something related to it. This time, though, my luck seemed to be good, and when I pushed open one of the doors as I felt, I saw something very familiar.

It was a dried flower pot with some wonderful patterns painted on it. The pot is placed in a darkness, with no floor, walls or ceiling visible, and this space seems to be made of darkness, and this darkness is a little loose and bright compared to pure darkness, like a veil, as if something covered by it can be vaguely seen. There was a voice telling me that it was not darkness in the full sense of the word, but a great shadow. Walking in the shadows, you don't fall off, but you don't feel the touch of your feet when you walk, but you feel like you're hanging in the air, so if you think you're going to fall, you might actually fall.

Although the scene is not exactly the same as I remember, the dried flower pot gives me a sense of immediacy. I walked up and looked closely at the pot, and gradually I had a strange feeling that there seemed to be something in the soil that had almost melted into sand. I reached out, and I didn't know what time I was holding the dagger in my hand. I dug through the soil with this dagger, and I saw a gray light.

It was the appearance of a seed, and I took it out, and its appearance quickly overlapped with the image in my memory.

The mysterious seed, something that was encountered in the NOG assembly site before entering Las Vegas, and it is also the mysterious source of Zuo Chuan, and even, let us guess for a while, its background involves the mercenary association's perfect warrior plan. At that time, some mysterious experts did not agree with NOG's actions, and NOG launched a cleanup against them, and Zuo Jiang and I captured Zuo Chuan in that collision, and also saw this "mysterious seed" for the first time. This thing is not just the creation of the mysterious expert on the surface, but has a deeper background, but because it is too extensive, it is impossible to determine the true situation. We made inferences and conjectures about it, which at the time did not have any practical value, but in light of the current situation, I felt that perhaps we had caught a glimmer of hope. (To be continued......)