Atlas of Heaven and Man.

Chapter 247 Restraint
Less than half a day later, the situation inside the shantytown was the same as before. Because of the previous lesson, no one approached the accident site for the time being, leaving a large vacant area.

Chen Chuan asked Lao Qi to wait outside and walked in alone. He came to the backyard of the restrained and strange place. The dummy was still holding Xiaoman and lying there quietly.

The ritual pattern painted on the wall had already faded a little. The ritual materials Lao Qi had retrieved were still in good condition and should not have been cheated by anyone. Judging from the situation, they would be able to last for a few days even if left here.

He returned to the front room, found a can, scraped Lang Teng and Bo Chen's hair and blood into it, and after burning it, mixed it with the remaining materials and expanded the ritual pattern again.

The ritual pattern cannot be repeated, but it can be extended around it, which is equivalent to rearranging it in a circle on the outside. Of course, the foundation already existed, and not much was added.

After he finished the last stroke, he threw away the ritual pen and looked back at the dummy. If everything went well, then this strange rumor should be minimized.

After waiting for a while, the virtual reaction on the second me began to subside.

With a click, the dummy changed from a half-sitting position to a lying position, and the arms holding Xiaoman loosened.

Chen Chuan waited silently for the result. The signs of blurring were slowly weakening, but after reaching a certain level, they stabilized there and did not change any more.

This level is actually much stronger than the first time he arrived. If there are people around, they will all be killed within a few days.

Sure enough, it still can’t be completely solved.

He had considered before that the formation of this strange story might not be entirely due to Xiaoman's obsession, but there might be something wrong with the dummy itself.

Although Xiaoman's obsession was the biggest inducement, if he gave up, things would have remained quiet and there would have been no more movement. However, Xiaoman's death was like adding fuel to the fire, and things became more complicated.

He walked over and pressed the chest and abdomen of the dummy, and indeed found a detachable area. He then removed an outer panel there, revealing what was inside - a set of assembleable internal organ molds.

This is not a mannequin for displaying clothes, but a prop mannequin for certain specific groups to practice. Judging from the marks on the inner wall of the mannequin, it is possible that real internal organs have even been placed inside.

The source of this stuff made him think of those organizations that resell human organs.

Not only that, in addition to those normal internal organ molds, there are also some things replaced by thin films and wool threads. They look like cushioning fillers, but he knows that they actually represent the alienated tissues of fighters, but there may be more than that...

He tried to open the dummy's head, and it looked empty inside. But upon closer inspection, he saw some remaining crystal fiber-like things inside that looked very beautiful.

He thought about it and felt that this was most likely the remnants of alienated brain tissue. A brain had been placed here before, and the one who could form such alienated characteristics was most likely a fighter of the third level.

But how could a fighter of this level have his brain inside? The occurrence of the strange story might also be due to the fact that this brain had been inside.

If we want to quickly and completely resolve this strange rumor, we have to find out the cause behind it.

But he didn't have time to do this, so he had to take another approach, which was to completely restrain the ghost and keep it by his side.

Although he had thought about this before, he didn't expect that this opportunity would come to him so soon.

This kind of long-standing and imprisoned weird story can replace drugs to stimulate his alienated tissues, but the esoteric ritual materials used for restraint are indispensable and also cost money.

Of course, compared to medicine, it might be cheaper, and judging from the prevalence of esoteric Buddhism in the central city, the market for ritual materials is large enough, and ritual materials simply used for restraint are not expensive, and they are all very common types for esoteric Buddhism.

Moreover, esoteric materials are classified as contraband in the market, and will not be sold on the platform. There will also be no records of the transaction process, which is considered friendly to him.

But we can’t just leave things like this here. We have to find a way to move them away, otherwise we don’t know when they will break free.

Generally speaking, if you want to imprison someone for a long time, you need a special esoteric ritual prop. This unique thing is usually made by esoteric cults, and some ghost stories also have corresponding functions. He may have something that can be used as a substitute. He can try it out to see if it works.

Looks like I need to go back to school first.

After thinking about it, he went to the side and got a shovel, and buried the dummy back in the pit. Xiaoman's body also needed to be dealt with. So after cleaning up the place, he walked out with Xiaoman's body.

After leaving the shantytown and coming to the front of the car, he found Lao Qi asleep in the seat. The latter had been busy all night and drove them back and forth. Since he was not a fighter, he was very tired.

But as soon as he approached, Lao Qi woke up again. He must have set a reminder in advance on the boundary. When he saw Chen Chuan, he sat up and asked, "Brother Chen, how are you?"

Chen Chuan said, "There is still one problem that needs to be dealt with. I need to go back to school to get some things." He put Xiaoman's body down and said, "Lao Qi, please help me take care of it."

When Lao Qi saw Xiao Man's body, he sighed, "This child is so pitiful. Brother Chen, your work is more important. Go and do your work first. Leave this matter to me." Chen Chuan looked at him and said, "Lao Qi, you are also very tired. Go back after you finish. I can handle the rest by myself."

Lao Qi said okay.

Chen Chuan handed Xiaoman's body to him and turned away.

After he walked away, Lao Qi seemed to remember something and slapped his head, "No, that money..." Chen Chuan's voice rang out from the world: "Lao Qi, leave the money with you first, and we'll talk about it later."

"Hey, good."

Chen Chuan went outside and took the tram. Soon he returned to school. When he entered the Xuangong Building, Jie Ping was connected with Hong Fu.

“It was detected that the student did not return to the dormitory yesterday. For the sake of the student’s safety, the academy suggested that the student could implant some small observation implants that would not hinder physical activities.

This implant can observe the internal working conditions of the students’ bodies. If they encounter dangerous situations, the information can be transmitted to the academy in real time, so that the academy can understand the situation...”

The benefits of these implants are also listed later, such as being able to record specific data when students fight with others, understand hormone levels in real time, and detect the growth direction of alienated tissue. In this way, combined with the evaluation results, more specific training plans can be given.

After reading it, Chen Chuan refused without thinking.

Not to mention that he was not planning to install the implant. If this thing was transmitted to the platform, not only his whereabouts but also his information would be completely known to others.

It is easier to train, but it is also easier to target. It is better for him to be an Enlightenment School, or maybe a Pure School.

Just as he got on the elevator and walked towards the dormitory, he received two messages in succession. These were a few photos sent by Tan Zhi. At the time of looking at the photos, this guy was still at the dance party, and in the scene of the photos, he was surrounded by young women with bold clothing and enchanting figures.

In one of the photos, Tan Zhi is posing with his body leaning back, one hand on his forehead and the other hand stretched backward as far as possible. His face has an expression as if he has reached the pinnacle of his career. Surrounding him are a group of women, who have their hands raised up and their feet off the ground at the same time. Their skirts are flying, and the scene is very dynamic.

This classmate Tan Zhi’s dancing moves are quite good. He clicked on the video that he had already seen and swiped away.

He then looked at the second message, which was sent to him by one of Wu Yi's teachers on the academy's internal platform. He said that he learned from the platform that the new students were lacking in combat skills, so he was willing to provide guidance. If anyone was interested, they could contact him, and he also posted his past evaluations.

Chen Chuan took a few glances and moved it into the collection to be viewed. The elevator door opened at this time, and he quickly returned to the dormitory. He first washed up, changed his clothes, and ate a few nutritional pastes. Then he rummaged in the suitcase and finally took out a maxillary bone with sharp teeth.

This is what was left behind after solving the mountain ghost story.

He has to keep all the relics of past ghost stories, and this upper jaw bone may be used as an item to restrain the ghost story. He needs to give it a try, because he has never done such a thing before. Just looking at the information given to him by Director Lei, it should be feasible in theory.

Moreover, he does not need to use the ghost story to do anything, just tie it up and keep it beside him, so the difficulty will be very low, and at most only involve the most basic application. If it is driven, the complexity may increase exponentially.

Therefore, the person who performed the large-scale esoteric rituals at that time had extremely profound attainments in this area. It is no wonder that Molan Company invested in him.

After taking this thing, he also took the book of information with him, put it in a sturdy bag, left the school again, and took the tram back to the shantytown again.

Lao Qi’s car is not there. It seems he has gone to deal with Xiaoman’s funeral arrangements.

He went back to Xiaoman's backyard alone, buried the upper jawbone, and placed it on the dummy's chest.

Then he spread out the book in front of him, turned to a certain page, took out the last bit of ritual material, and began to outline it stroke by stroke according to the page.

Because the ritual pattern was quite complicated, he had to copy it.

After working for most of the day, I had almost used up all the ritual materials and finally completed the ritual pattern. Fortunately, there were no mistakes.

He took a few steps back. Whether he would succeed or not, he just had to wait for the result.

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(End of this chapter)