Then you must have extremely strong mental resistance. Since you can come out of the treacherous realm safely, not to mention spiritual awareness, at least your mental resistance is very high. "
Testing spiritual intuition is also very simple. Several people directly brought Yuan Buwei to a room on the first floor. After explaining their purpose, the young woman who received them opened a picture folder and pushed an oil painting in front of Yuan Buwei.
"If you feel dizzy when looking at this painting, stop reading it." She warned, "After reading it, remember to tell me how many eyes you found in the painting?"
So far, Yuan Buwei has been treating everything he comes into contact with with a sense of novelty. When he heard the other person say this, he nodded seriously and said in a new way: "Okay."
To be honest, this is a very abstract oil painting, with all kinds of messy colors, weird vortexes, and strange images mixed together. Ordinary people will feel dizzy and vomiting just by looking at it.
But instead of taking a quick look, he just felt that all the colors and lines were recombined before his eyes, forming a neat picture of the manor.
The only difference from other manor pictures is that there is always an untimely eye popping out from the cracks in the door, in the garden, among the leaves on the trees, and in various strange places. The ground was spinning, as if trying to avoid Yuan Buwei's sight.
"One, two, three..." Yuan Buwei counted silently. He didn't feel dizzy at all, but the more he counted, the more bored he became.
He could notice that the receptionist's eyes were looking at him gradually and something was wrong, and he was becoming more and more surprised.
So, he appropriately withdrew his gaze and raised his head. His face was pale, and cold sweat was realistically breaking out on his forehead, as if he couldn't hold on any longer.
Yuan Buwei's tone was very regretful: "...Only 140 eyes were found."
"How much more do you want to find! A spiritual sense value of 140 is already very scary. This kind of value is actually not suitable for being an investigator. Fortunately, your mental resistance is also high."
The receptionist was obviously relieved. Although Yuan Buwei's eyes still looked like he was looking at a monster, at least he was not so surprised that he shouted: "Come on, get rid of this abnormal creature disguised as an ordinary person!"
She explained: "This oil painting is also a special sealed object. According to the bureau's test, the longer you look at it, the higher the mental resistance. The more eyes that find abnormalities in it, the stronger the spiritual intuition."
As she spoke, she took out a form and filled out the original information: "Your conditions are fine. If you go through a few more procedures, you can officially join the company and become the lowest level three." Investigator."
"By the way, a reminder. The use of any sealed artifact comes at a price. After seeing this nightmare oil painting today, you will have nightmares for a week after."
Before leaving, I was reminded by the receptionist. Yuan Buwei chuckled and nodded, indicating that he understood.
After completing all the formalities, he was not formally employed, but he was still considered a new investigator.
The first thing he did when he took office was to contain the Flame of Hatred.
Because this matter was not involved from the beginning, he was able to follow Chu Kuang and others to participate in the next thing - testing the Flame of Hatred.
According to the rules of the Special Affairs Bureau, every new sealed object must be tested to understand its function and value before being contained.
The previous understanding of the Flame of Hatred by Chu Kuang and others actually came from the previous holders of the Flame of Hatred. Experienced investigators can infer from their narratives the approximate effect of the Flame of Hatred. And the price. But this is ultimately inaccurate. Now that I have brought this sealed object back, I must test it carefully.
The first is the first effect, which continuously amplifies the hatred in the holder's heart.
In the safe house used for testing, as the flames burned, the mood of the prisoners who voluntarily signed the agreement to serve as testers became increasingly unhappy. He didn't know who he was thinking of, but the prisoner who was tied to the chair struggled violently: "Let me go, I'm going to kill that bastard!"
Even if the burning flame of hatred was covered again by the black cloth, his condition did not improve at all, and he seemed to be getting more and more irritable.
The investigator on the other side took a pen and recorded: [...The holder will be overwhelmed by hatred, completely dominated by hatred, and will no longer even consider gains, losses, and disadvantages... There are currently no other side effects. Trying to use "opaque cloth" to isolate the "Flame of Hatred", the effect on the holder did not subside, but intensified. It is currently speculated that this effect may be permanent; try using the "Spoon of Sanity" to hit the holder...]
Bai Chi didn't know when a wooden spoon the size of a soup spoon appeared in his hand. He chuckled and walked around behind the chair, raised the spoon and hit the prisoner on the head.
Boom...
A circle of Venus visible to the naked eye floated out from above the opponent's head. The prisoner who was still shouting frantically froze for a moment and appeared dazed.
A second later, the man woke up from his daze and regained his senses. There was a clear look of fear on his face: "Just now..."
"You did a good job. According to the agreement, your sentence will be reduced by one year when you return." The investigator in charge of the test said a routine sentence and motioned for others to take him down to delete his memory.
"Doesn't the subsequent effect need to be tested? Curse or something." Bai Chi asked curiously, "You can directly find a small animal for experiments, as long as the tester is implanted with hatred for that small animal. ”
"...I'm afraid not." The investigator seemed to be experienced, and he warned in turn, "As an investigator, you can't be reckless. The most important thing is to stay rational and learn to think. Think carefully. Why can’t I test the curse of the Flame of Hatred?”
Yuan Buwei, who had been watching silently, suddenly said: "Because the curse is uncertain."
"The so-called 'misfortune' is really difficult to define. Car accidents, plane crashes, stepping on watermelon rinds, earthquakes, floods, volcanic eruptions, and even being selected by weird rules... can all be called misfortunes. In misfortunes Before it comes, humans can’t predict which one it will be.”
Bai Chi suddenly realized, and his expression gradually changed.
If there was a sudden large-scale earthquake or a large-scale meteorite attack while they were testing, that small animal would be doomed, but the entire Tianshui City, and even a larger area of people, would also be doomed.
He patted his chest with a happy face, and said jokingly: "It seems like it, fortunately the previous holders didn't use it indiscriminately, Yun'an, the curse you received was only for you. If there is a worldwide disaster, not everyone will be buried with you!"
The investigator in charge of the test next to him also had a serious face: "So, sealed objects are dangerous. Any one of them may destroy the whole world. This flame of hatred must be contained with the strictest measures."
"Wait a minute, can you let me test it too?" Yuan Buwei suddenly spoke, pointing to the "Flame of Hatred" wrapped in "opaque cloth", "It's the first contained object I've ever encountered. , a little curious.”
Everyone else looked at him in surprise: "You want to try again?"
The former Mengxin investigator Buwei tilted his head and showed an embarrassed smile: "Ah, I'm a little curious whether this thing will affect me."
An Miaomiao smiled in surprise, with a calm expression: "How is it possible that there is no impact? People have seven emotions and six desires..."
Halfway through her words, her little mouth gradually opened wider.
I saw Yuan Buwei calmly holding the candle and staring at it for half a minute. The firelight reflected his dark pupils. His expression as he stared at the flame was calm and even joyful, as if he was admiring something beautiful and interesting. .
Then he picked up the black cloth and covered it again.
I didn't want to look back.
Bai Chi, who had already raised the spoon of reason, quietly stood behind Yuan Buwei, and the hand holding the spoon paused in mid-air. He rolled his eyes and looked at Yuan Buwei awkwardly: "Ha, ha, Yun An, are you okay?"
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"Well, it's okay." Yuan Buwei seemed to be thinking about something. After two seconds, he responded slowly and calmly, "It's just that I now hate some 'dark cuisine'... probably It’s reached a new level.”
...it's so unpalatable yet so confident, and has no self-awareness about its own taste. She always likes to come and hang out in front of him, so that he has no choice but to catch and eat them all. ...Well, the more I think about it, the more unpleasant it becomes.
Others were dumbfounded.
...As long as there is even a hint of hatred towards other people in the heart, the flame of hatred will be triggered. In the end, this person actually hated dark cuisine? In a sense, this dark cuisine is also quite terrifying, at least it has defeated everyone's position in the other's heart.
"Although this emotion is innocuous, it does not come entirely from my own wishes, so I'd better resolve it."
Yuan Buwei took the "Spoon of Reason" from Bai Chi's hand and tapped it on his forehead.
Suddenly, a circle of gold stars emerged from his head, as if a heavy hammer knocked away all the distracting thoughts in his head. The young man was stunned for a second, and his pure black eyes looked calm and harmless.
Then he blinked.
"...a very novel experience."
Seeing that he wanted to try a few more times, the others quickly stopped him: "The "Spoon of Reason" also has side effects. Although it can help people get rid of abnormal mental states and regain their sanity. But the number of times a person has been hit is too high. If you have more, you will become more and more rational, gradually losing other emotions, and tending to be absolutely rational and calm. In the end, is it still a human being? "
He carefully looked at the wooden spoon in his hand. He didn't want to hand it back, but he still asked enthusiastically: "Since I am already an investigator, can I borrow the seal from the Special Affairs Bureau?" thing?"
"There is a relevant introduction on the official website APP of the Special Affairs Bureau just sent to you. There is a list of sealed objects from the lowest level seven to the highest level zero. With your current authority, the sealed items from level zero to level three Probably not visible. If you want to rent or exchange sealed objects, you can use the contribution value within the Special Affairs Bureau. Of course, it is impossible for sealed objects that are too dangerous to be taken out of the Special Affairs Bureau. The recommender, explained.
"By the way, new investigators can temporarily borrow a seventh-level sealed object once. You also participated in the containment of the Flame of Hatred, and the corresponding contribution value has been calculated on the APP."
I didn't want to open the APP I received on my phone. As expected, I found the list of sealed objects that Chu Kuang mentioned, and I also saw my own 17 contribution points.
He took the list with his finger, and soon his eyes lit up, and he clicked on something: "This is it."
An Miaomiao on the side frowned and reminded: "The "Ghost Horn"? This level 6 seal has the cheapest rental price among the same level, but it is almost useless. Although it can summon ghosts, it cannot control them. You know, once a living person dies and becomes a ghost, they will lose all their emotions in life, and instead will have malice towards the living. There was a case in the past where the summoner summoned his grandparents, but was killed by ghosts... Why did you change this?"
" Help ghosts and evil spirits find new jobs, find a new path for sustainable development for them, collect wages for ghosts, fight for ghost rights for evil spirits, and let them live legitimately in this world."
"???" Everyone, "...speak human language."
"...This involves two or three things that ghosts and evil spirits and I have to talk about. And...someone who took these two or three things and put them under his own name."
Coming to this interesting world, Yuan Buwei always felt that his heart of making trouble was stirring again, and he couldn't help but want to play a little.
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