Chapter 402 Trap
Fang Xian never forgot his true purpose.
The key is to regain your own Tribulation Power and restore your sixth-level power!
During these days, whenever he had free time, he would silently ponder his way of calamity power, and discovered many flaws that he had never discovered before.
This is normal. After all, he is just an ordinary person. Even if he has the power of cheating, if he wants to create a great path from scratch, it will inevitably be full of thorns.
He even felt that even if the final incident in the mecha world had not happened, the hidden dangers of the alchemist's way would have erupted sooner or later!
Failure is not terrible because there is always a chance to start over.
After recognizing himself, Fang Xian continued to deduce and now had two vague ideas.
"Although my strength is not enough, the more ideas the better. I can try them one by one..."
Fang Xian pondered: "The first one is probably to study the 'Immortal Poems ' and regard my calamity power as a secret existence. Worship and believe in it... and then summon it! Summon it to this world!"
The rules of this world are very strange.
Ordinary people could summon the evil gods to descend upon the mortal world, so what did their secret existence matter?
"And the second one is to improve the cultivation... The sixth level of the alchemist is the period of extinction, and the calamity power is dormant... Then, breaking through to the seventh level will be fine, right? But how can I break through to the seventh level when I can't practice and absorb the calamity power? This is a vicious circle... And the sixth level is like this, the path to the seventh level... Haha... It's a huge problem to figure it out!"
"Besides that, I am still too weak! Too weak! So weak that I cannot sense the calamity force, and no matter what method I think of, it is useless... So the first goal I need to solve is to improve my own strength?"
Fang Xian felt a little headache.
This world does not have a complete and sophisticated upgrade system.
Even the divisions such as elite investigators and legendary investigators are based more on their merits and achievements rather than their strength.
This is normal.
When facing a terrifying existence like an evil god, strength is not important. Experience, decision-making ability, and a little luck are the keys to success!
Fang Xian thought for a long time, stood up, had a simple meal, washed up, and fell asleep on the bed.
…
the next day.
He drove his car to a distant supermarket, mailed the manuscript, and did some shopping.
Next, Fang Xian lived a very regular life.
I write novels and poems every day and go out occasionally.
For Fang Xian, this kind of peaceful life is really rare.
In the blink of an eye, half a month had passed.
With a sandwich in his mouth, he opened a letter he had just received.
"Stewart...he and Sharla are getting engaged, so soon..." Fang Xian swallowed the sandwich and muttered to himself.
The last time we met was at the exhibition of that crazy sculptor.
Although Fang Xian helped them both and prevented them from going completely crazy, they would definitely need some "psychological treatment" afterwards.
Moreover, the relationship between the two last time seemed very ordinary, just ordinary friends.
How come now, when they are about to get engaged, they have sent themselves an invitation?
Fang Xian pondered, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Once or twice is a coincidence, but three times must be a problem..."
He thought back to the first time he had been attacked, at a Steward party.
The second time was an exhibition invited by Shara.
And now, this somewhat hasty invitation is already the third time!
"If it was the Roca from the past, he would definitely not want to doubt his good friend like this... But I have no relationship with them, and the evidence points to them, so of course I have to doubt them!"
"If supernatural powers appear again at this engagement party, it will not be a suspicion, but a confirmation."
Although he guessed it was a trap, Fang Xian was still prepared to give it a try.
Of course, not alone.
"I'm an investigator... just call for support from the branch."
"You don't even need an excuse. Just speak out your doubts. If my guess is correct, the force behind the scenes should be... the Falling Star Cult?"
This cult likes to kidnap highly inspired people such as artists to gain revelations from great beings.
Luo Ka died at their hands and he also had a grudge against Fang Xian.
After being caught by Love last time and being severely swept away, it has been hiding deeper.
Now that you’ve licked your wounds, are you ready to go out and have some fun again?
"This is really... the spell on my body is relentless..."
Fang Xian sighed, but also had some understanding.
The pagans of this world are not having a good time.
Needless to say, ordinary pagans are like rats crossing the street.
Even those large religious groups that have inherited classic texts may not be able to understand them themselves.
For example, the "Foreigner Cult" mastered the "Secret Gu Sutra", but they could hardly understand it, and their summoning skills were not as good as those of the immortals.
Because the gods are difficult to understand, the classics written by ordinary people based on their own understanding are inherently full of fallacies.
But Fang Xian is different!
His nature determines that he can understand those hidden existences, and the content he expresses is the most complete, systematic, and understandable. It is a huge treasure!
Although on the investigators' side, they were cautious and restrained and did not want to use too much power of spells.
But the pagans are different, they are just a bunch of lunatics.
He even dared to try the messed up scriptures, and he didn't care if his mind became crazy and his body turned into a monster.
They are not afraid of sacrificing lives and flesh and blood, so naturally they are not afraid.
"In the final analysis, they just covet the poems I wrote!"
Fang Xian shook his head: "It's just right... to catch this Falling Star Cult in one fell swoop... it can also be regarded as revenge for Roca."
Thinking of this, he changed his clothes and went out to visit Luo Fu first.
At this time, Luo Fu had been transferred to the general ward. He was in good spirits and even said a few words to Fang Xian.
Afterwards, Fang Xian drove directly to the Secret Keeper's branch and found investigator Frank.
"You said... you suspected your friend might be connected to the Falling Star Cult. This is... a very serious accusation!"
In the office, Frank crossed his fingers and folded them in front of him and asked in a deep voice.
He must have been wondering in his heart why something always happened every time Roca took a vacation.
"I have no evidence, only guesses... But in this kind of situation, by the time you find definite evidence, it's already too late... I can only say that all these things happened a little too coincidentally."
Fang Xian shrugged.
"So...it could indeed be a trap. It's worth a try."
Frank nodded: "I understand. I will bring a team of people to wait outside the venue..."
