Chapter 564 attracts the attention of the "Book of Numerology"!
The room was not very big, and its layout was similar to that of a normal job interview. In front of the subjects' seats, there were seven tables and chairs, each of which had people sitting on them, both men and women, most of them over 30 years old. The oldest one already had white hair and a weathered face.
After Colin sat down, the old man with white hair and a weathered face spoke:
"Mr. Colin, shall we start the assessment now?"
"Okay." Colin nodded, crossed his legs out of habit, and looked at the "old man" in front of him.
Apart from some files, there was nothing on the desktop to identify the other person's identity or name.
In addition, his rich experience told him that this was a "fortune teller", that is, although the other party looked old, his actual age might be two years younger than many middle-aged and elderly people.
“Pah.”
"Old Man Laofa" picked up a stack of documents, tapped the edge on the table, making a crisp sound, and then asked seriously and solemnly:
"What do you think about salty tofu?"
“…”
It's not so perfunctory... Colin was speechless in his heart, but on the surface he pursed his lips and pondered for a moment, as if thinking it over carefully, before saying:
"I don't know. I usually drink sweet."
"Yeah, very good."
The white-haired old man nodded seriously, picked up a pen, and wrote on the paper in front of him: "He has a calm personality and a clear mind. He doesn't panic when faced with difficult problems. He doesn't rush to give immature answers, but instead gives answers after careful consideration. He has strong decision-making ability and can quickly make the right decisions in complex situations. He is the most capable person I have ever met in my life..."
While he was writing these things with a serious face, another examiner spoke up:
“If an old man falls down on the side of the road and waves to you for help, will you save him?”
"The conditions are too few. I won't answer." Colin said casually.
"Are you sure this is the answer?"
"Yes."
Hearing this, the examiner nodded seriously, looked at him with a look of satisfaction on the surface, and then began to write:
"When faced with things they consider unreasonable, they dare to question them, dare to challenge authority, and have the courage to pursue the truth. They possess a strong will and a high level of awareness. Their character has already surpassed and surpassed the top level of the current era..."
At the same time, another person spoke seriously:
“If you have money, would you give money to ordinary people…”
"If you don't give them fish, it's better to teach them how to fish. I will teach them how to fish and charge them a certain percentage as compensation."
"good!"
After about half an hour, the examiners stood up, sorted their documents, smiled, clapped their hands and said congratulations.
"Congratulations! Welcome to your unprecedentedly high score! You've passed the written exam!"
"Yes, yes, it's my honor to interview such an outstanding young man like you!"
"My assessment of you is perfection, young man, do it well!"
“…”
"Although I know it's a show, but..."
Hearing these words, even Colin, who had always heard too much flattery, couldn't help but feel his cheeks getting hot.
It felt like being caught using a backdoor and being publicly and sarcastically executed...
"According to Xuanyu Jin, the rare high ratings will increase the likelihood of attracting the attention of the 'Book of Fortune Telling'. However, it doesn't matter if I proceed normally. I can still pass..."
Colin grumbled inwardly.
"Okay, let's hand in the documents first. Mr. Colin, you will stay here for a while."
After the "white-haired old man" finished speaking, he took the documents and the other six people and left the office one after another.
That is, they had been gone for about ten minutes.
The office suddenly became quiet.
All sounds seemed to be isolated outside at this moment.
“Here I come!”
Colin's heart trembled.
Perhaps it was because the relevant documents had been entered and "uploaded," and then, something inexplicable seemed to cast a curious gaze in this direction...
It seems strange who could possibly receive such high praise.
It was at this moment that Colin's senses suddenly became confused. He seemed to see a book with his tongue, smell the scent of the book with his ears, and feel the texture of the book with his nose...
His cognition is distorted!
“Crash!”
A scorching flame ignited from his body, and all of Colin's disordered senses were forcibly restored to a certain extent.
Immediately afterwards, he discovered that the surrounding scene was severely distorted.
And within this distortion, the light emitted by the flames revealed the outline of a book...
However, when Colin saw it, the book opened from the middle and swallowed him like a big mouth, leaving him almost no room for resistance.
"Fuck! Xu Duojin told me not to resist, but I can't resist this!"
After the last thought, all consciousness sank into darkness.
At the same time, within a radius of several kilometers, all the staff near the park, including Xuan Jin who had just walked out a short distance, heard the sound of the book slamming shut, either clearly or vaguely.
"It seems that we have successfully attracted attention." Many Jin stopped and muttered to himself.
As one of the senior personnel in "Fortune Telling", he knew very well what that voice meant.
He also knew that Colin would enter the holy place in the hearts of all "fortune tellers" and know the deepest secrets that even he, an eighth-level personnel, did not know.
"Alas, it was obviously me first."
He said this half jokingly and half with a sigh.
Then, turn around and continue walking towards the area that will become the battlefield.
…
It wasn't known how long had passed, but when Colin came to his senses, he suddenly realized that although the surroundings were still pitch black, they were no longer textureless...
"What was that book just now? The 'Book of Numerology'? Was I swallowed by it?"
Colin was confused, but he didn't have time to think about it. He looked around and could clearly "observe" that there were a lot of strange things around him.
These things seemed to be drowning him and making him feel lost...
Immediately, he instinctively raised the flame again with a "whoosh" sound, isolating the suffocating feeling that was overwhelming him.
Then I saw that those strange things were actually trembling black silk threads. Some were thicker, like iron wire worms, and some were thinner, like hair...
"What the hell is going on?" Colin stood there with a frown.
But at this moment, a voice suddenly came to my ears: "It's surprising that the 'bonfire' can be lit here, but it also makes it easier for me to find you..."
"Mr. Wu?" Colin asked in surprise.
But there is no one around?
"Well, I saw you through my ability... Don't worry, control your consciousness and move forward. Before things really start, I probably still have some time and energy to show you the way..."
"Well, thank you." Colin nodded.
But after he finished speaking, Mr. Wu suddenly said without thinking: "Be careful later. Although your ability will not cause any trouble here, in order to prevent any accidents, I will give you a flaw. Take advantage of it."
"Ah?" Colin was a little puzzled. Just as he was about to say "What flaw", he choked back the second half of his words when he was suddenly inspired.
Then, he heard Mr. Wu say, "There's no danger here. However, if possible, you'd better put away the 'bonfire', otherwise it might accidentally burn the 'fate' of those ordinary people..."
"Thank you for the reminder. I will control the fire."
Colin nodded, and then he saw an invisible "person" in front of him.
His thoughts drive him and he moves forward.
After walking for an unknown amount of time through a sea of countless "destiny threads," he suddenly smelled a faint but undeniable stench of corpses...
It's strange that even a bonfire can't cover up the stench!
At this time, Mr. Wu's cheerful and gentle voice sounded again: "Haha, this smell is directly input into your perception in some way, so it cannot be avoided.
"For example, if I write on a piece of paper 'You smell a smell', then you will smell it, and you can't avoid it by normal means.
"However, if you disperse the bonfire now, the stench of corpses might be 'corrected' into a fragrant aroma."
Is this also considered a method of the "Book of Numerology"? Is it so magical? However, under the bonfire, its true appearance was exposed... Colin couldn't help but grumble in his heart, and then after listening to Mr. Wu's last words, he shook his head again:
"That's totally unnecessary."
He vaguely felt that there might be something wrong with this "Mr. Wu".
However, when Colin felt that there was something wrong with the other party, he didn't know why he didn't stand on guard.
However, as they chatted and went deeper, the "thread of fate" around them gradually disappeared, and with the reflection of the flames, Colin saw a community in darkness.
The community looks very old, as if it was built in the last century, and many of the white tiles have fallen off long ago.
Although it is eerie, it inexplicably makes people feel warm.
"Do you know where the 'Book of Numerology: Fragments' came from?"
After "hearing" the other party's words, Colin's pupils suddenly changed slightly, as if he noticed something, but then he concealed himself as if he had not noticed anything, and decisively concealed this discovery as "inspiration".
He had a premonition that what he saw would become key information in a while.
Then, Colin's face showed curiosity, as if trying to get some knowledge for free, and he asked puzzledly: "I don't know, is there any explanation?"
To be honest, he used this thing more in the early days, but rarely uses it nowadays.
They will just give employees more points, and after seven days, they can use these points to do things that everyone knows...
"Haha, do you see that oil stain on the ground?"
"Yeah." Colin nodded, then seemed to realize something and heard the other party's explanation.
"This is corpse oil, and it's also the origin of the 'Book of Numerology: Fragments'. This corpse oil will flow in a special way into an abnormal area in the real world. We call it 'Area 1' because it's where the first anomaly appeared..."
"After collecting corpse oil, when making paper, add it to the wood pulp in appropriate proportions, and you'll get the 'Book of Fortune Telling: Fragments'. Ordinary people who use this paper frequently will absorb trace amounts of the active ingredients in the corpse oil, and thus have the opportunity to become even the most basic 'fortune tellers'. Then, through experiencing events, they'll approach the source of the 'Book of Fortune Telling'..."
Hiss, there is actually such a secret in "fortune telling". Come to think of it, when I saw the fragments of the "Book of Fortune Telling" through official channels before, there was indeed a smell, but I didn't expect it to be corpse oil at that time... Colin clicked his tongue.
However, he had no objection to corpse oil. After all, he often used products made with "corpse oil"...
After it is processed, there will be no odor.
"Okay, without further ado, just keep walking along the path where the corpse oil is flowing. Of course, the 'bonfire' might accidentally ignite it, so if possible, it's best to extinguish it so you don't have to worry about not being able to see it..."
"It's okay, I'll control it."
For a moment, he didn't know why, but Colin felt that he was extremely resistant to extinguishing the fire.
It was as if this was his bottom line that could not be touched.
After saying that, he started walking towards the community...
Three or five minutes later, in one of the buildings in the deserted and dark community, he actually saw that on the thirteenth floor, there was a lit window with a dim and warm light shining through it, which looked extremely strange in the darkness.
The grease on the ground, which emitted an increasingly strong corpse-like stench, was flowing out from behind the open door on the first floor of the building.
Colin followed it all the way in.
Seeing corpse oil flowing down the emergency passage next to the elevator door...
He took a look and continued to walk in.
In the narrow and cramped corridor, the extremely strong smell of corpses hit me in the face.
At this time, "Mr. Wu"'s voice continued, like a good friend: "Walking up the stairs is very tiring. In fact, if you don't use the 'flame', you can take the elevator, which is more convenient."
"I don't exercise much, so it's good to walk a few more steps." Ke Lin still disagreed.
After walking up the stairs covered with corpse oil for just a few steps, he felt an extremely strong sense of fatigue. After walking only two steps, he became breathless and exhausted and could not stand up.
But, we only reached the eighth floor...
"I think you're very tired, how about... the elevator?" "Mr. Wu" suggested.
Colin shook his head and continued upwards.
Finally, after walking up the thirteen floors, he was so tired that he sat down on the stairs, his mouth dry and extremely tired.
"How could I be so weak?" Colin gasped for breath, his eyes filled with confusion.
"If you don't exercise regularly, and then suddenly do a lot of exercise, this is what happens." "Old Mr. Wu" said nearby: "If you disperse the flames on your body, you can save a lot of energy..."
"No, no."
Colin took a deep breath, supported his hands on his knees, stood up with force, and walked out of the emergency corridor.
Outside the door, there was only a corridor, and at the end of the corridor there was an open door.
When he arrived here, Colin looked behind the door and found that it seemed to be a large flat with luxurious decoration in solid wood style, which was very different from the old appearance of the community.
And on the ground, there were quite a few things scattered around, including some books, some documents, and so on.
However, compared to these, what really concerned Colin was...
In one of the rooms, through the crack of a slightly open door, one could see a dim light quietly shining and the sound of a pen scratching across paper, as if someone was writing furiously inside.
“Someone?!”
For a moment, Colin became nervous.
But after a while, he decided to go in and pushed open the door.
Although he didn't know why, he felt that this seemed to be the purpose of his coming here.
"It's very rude to use fire to enter someone else's room. Look at all the documents on the floor. What if they get burned? It's better to put out the fire before going back in. It would be bad if the old community burned down. There might not be water in the fire hydrant..."
"It seems... that's also..."
Colin had a strong desire to dissipate the flames in his body because everything made sense.
However, another emotion is resisting this emotion!
Just when he was in a dilemma, a flash of inspiration suddenly came to Colin's mind. He suddenly realized something and stretched out his hand to grab something to the side.
From the void, an invisible "person" was grabbed.
Then the flames stirred, igniting it instantly and burning it to ashes...
Finally, my ears were quiet.
The urge to put out the fire also disappeared.
"Hiss... I almost got tricked." Colin's eyes suddenly became clear. He felt something wet on his back and found that he had broken out in a cold sweat.
If he hadn't discovered a flaw before, he might have really run into some problems this time.
As for the "flaw," he suddenly noticed during the conversation that when the other party verbally referred to the "fragment of the Book of Numerology," it was actually "fragment of the Book of Numerology" instead of "fragment of the Book of Numerology"...
This made him realize that he did not hear anything, but rather saw what the other person "said" through his retina.
And using this "flaw" as an excuse, you can immediately detect other things that are wrong!
"Fuck, come to think of it, going upstairs just now shouldn't be said to be a small exercise, it should be said to be a lot of exercise . I can climb it casually, otherwise I wouldn't be so tired now..."
The strong inspiration made Colin realize that the reason why he was so tired now was because his words were "affirmed" by others.
He said less, that unknown "Mr. Wu" directly arranged it for him, and then he really did exercise less...
So much so that even an existence that could fight against a first-level containment object was almost exhausted to death just by climbing the stairs.
"But speaking of which, I have to thank Mr. Wu for his help. Otherwise, something would have definitely happened..."
Colin exhaled.
Then, after cleaning up the "Mr. Wu" who might have been related to the "Book of Fortune Telling," he turned his eyes and looked towards the slightly open bedroom door in the room where a large number of documents and books were scattered on the floor...
The sound of pen tips tapping against each other could be heard from time to time, and the people in the bedroom didn't seem to notice at all that something was peeping outside the door.
Colin shifted his attention slightly downward and noticed.
At the bottom of the door, sticky and foul-smelling corpse oil was flowing out bit by bit.
This time he was sure that behind this door might be what "Ms. Rabbit" and the others cared about.
As long as he opens the door, the truest appearance of the world will be revealed before him, and the peace of the past may disappear.
For a moment, he even had the thought of backing out.
"No, I can't hesitate any longer. I feel like I'm being influenced again..."
As the thought flashed through his mind, Colin stepped in.
