Lord of the Great Tribulation

Chapter 386 Big Plan

'The high-level investigators are not completely relieved of me? '

'Also... After all, I belong to a risk factor...but why didn't I be imprisoned directly? '

'In order to let me go out and continue to attract the remnants of the Fallen Star Cult? '

Fang Xian saw something, but pretended not to know, and organized the files one by one.

"Ahem... Roca, you have been studying here for a month in isolation, it's time to go out and enjoy your vacation." Love announced with a cough.

"Holiday?"

"Yes, most investigators are under a lot of pressure, so every once in a while, they must take mandatory vacations to prevent loss of sanity..." Speaking of this, Love added meaningfully: "Spirit and inspiration may have no upper limit , but among the keepers, we divide the sanity value into three stages, 0 to 35 is red, 35 to 65 is green, 65 to 100 is still red. The closer to 50, the darker the green, and the closer to 0 and 100 , the deeper the red..."

"It feels a little strange. Isn't the higher the rationality, the better?"

Fang Xian asked strangely.

"Balance! Balance is the most important thing... We humans have a certain degree of sensibility, how can we be absolutely rational? In this regard, there is a bloody lesson... That was before this standard came out, a person who couldn't name The legendary investigator, who thinks he has found the path of absolute rationality, has raised his sanity to 100 through various methods..."

Love's voice was low: "Then, he also went crazy! Crazy because of 'absolute rationality', because he has no emotion and no goal to protect, he becomes indifferent to his relatives, becomes extremely cruel and indifferent, and no longer obeys the rules of guarding. The motto of the Secret Man... It has been proved afterwards that absolute rationality is not desirable, and maintaining balance is the key. We need rationality, and we also need to be moved to bring strength to our hearts! After the vigorous promotion of His Excellency Clark Carter, the new standard was established Establish."

"So, this is where the mandatory vacation system comes from?"

Fang Xian said that he understood.

"Yes, although you have not carried out the work of investigating the case, you have been exposed to too many files... This may also unknowingly put pressure on your spirit. My suggestion is to relax, a concert, A drunk, or a date with a cute girl..." Love suggested: "In short, don't think about these files for a while, and of course, don't forget our non-disclosure agreement."

"Of course."

Fang Xian nodded.

……

Before returning to the apartment building he rented, Fang Xian actually felt like he was in another world.

He came to the door, took out the key to open the door, and found many letters lying on the carpet.

Most of it comes from editors' reminders, or contacts from friends, and some bills for water, electricity and gas.

The house rental fee is settled every six months, so Fang Xian doesn't have to worry that the landlord will evict him if he doesn't live for a month.

Inside the house, the furnishings were the same as before Roca left, except for a layer of dust.

Fang Xian opened the refrigerator, and shook his head helplessly: "It stinks... Throw it away, and try another batch, oh... I think, as an investigator, it's better to live in the branch all the time." If you love your job and work hard, why do you force me to take a vacation?"

He complained, lifted up his sleeves, and started cleaning.

After throwing away all the trash, Fang Xian sat back at the desk and began to read letters one by one.

Don't look at those reminder bills, just pay them another day.

There are also some letters from friends that need to be answered one by one, and there may be temptations from the Fallen Star Order hidden in them.

Finally, there are the routine reminders from publishers and magazines.

It's not that Rocca is so famous, it's just that there was an agreement before that he must provide a certain number of words of manuscripts every month.

"Currently... Rocca still has a novel and an essay in serial, and he needs to provide poetry drafts to two newspapers every month... Annoying! I don't want to do it anymore..."

Fang Xian pouted, but still didn't directly write a letter to refuse.

Investigator is a good move, but no salary, no salary, no salary!Say important things three times!
Although the headquarters is responsible for the food and accommodation of the investigators, and occasionally receives generous rewards from the victims of supernatural cases, these are very few after all.

I also need a part-time job, and at the same time avoid being out of touch with society.

Although...investigators are generally out of touch with society and appear to behave erratically, similar to mental patients.

"But... writing still needs to be maintained... some plans can probably be implemented through it..."

Fang Xian looked at his attribute bar: "I am also a sixth-level hidden existence now...Although it may be the most useless one in history, my personality is still there after all, and I can accept prayers within a certain range and respond to it." believer……"

"The supernatural powers in this world are a bit of a pitfall... For example, the spell of the bird with broken wings requires sacrifice of pain. The pain is not enough, and the spell is not powerful..."

"So... can I collect all kinds of negative emotions from readers and use them as a medium for me to cast spells?"

"As a person who exists in secret, this should be possible. As for how to collect it? Who can't write a sadist text? This is mental pain, and the quality is probably better than physical pain... Well, I hope not Readers will send me blades, and that’s okay, they don’t know my address.”

"The abuse master's article is easy to write, but how to write it wonderfully, so that readers can't stop reading it while cursing, and finally feel sad and painful with the characters in the book... It's a bit particular, you have to put some thought into it, otherwise no one will read it, It’s useless if no one follows up on it…”

"When they feel sad, sad, painful... when they have all kinds of negative emotions because of reading, they may be passed on to me through my 'pen name', as my resources for casting spells... Well, there are only enough persons, To be able to accept the presence of prayer is to do that."

"In this regard, be careful with the investigators, but it doesn't matter, my tragic novel will definitely pass the review, because it does not contain a trace of supernatural power... It will not reveal anything, it is simply to make readers feel sad and painful..."

"A reader's share doesn't need to be too much, and it won't have any real impact on the other party...but the savings will definitely exceed the limit of what I can do alone!"

"Starting today, I'm going to transform into a tragedy or horror author. Why... I'm a little excited when I think about it?"

Fang Xian slowly perfected his plan, and then looked at his friend's letter.

Most of these came from Stewart and his friends at the party. They came to ask about their own situation, and Fang Xian replied casually.

In addition, there are some invitations.

Most of them are out of date, and only one is still valid, which is to invite him to an art exhibition in Orsay.

Look at the signature, it's Shala.

'The object of Stewart's admiration?I seem to smell the smell of dog blood...'

(End of this chapter)