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Chapter 27 [27] Being a Little Ugly Actually Has its Benefits

Besides the feathers, the soul link established between the Spirit Control Remnant Mark and the Azure Lark was also a type of "connection," and a very strong one at that.

Where existence is, traces remain.

Although the Azure Lark was killed and the link severed, from a supernatural perspective, deep traces still remained.

This was also an important connected item.

The combined power of the two connected items actually allowed the All-Knowing Eye to break through some kind of limitation, and the illusion it provided was much clearer than before.

Cheng Han immediately saw the following scene:

On a lush evergreen tree, a small bird stood quietly on a slender branch.

Despite the leaves blocking the view, a slight difference in color could still be seen due to its light blue feathers.

At this moment, the small bird suddenly took a few steps.

Amidst the green foliage, this touch of blue flashed for a moment.

Then, a bizarre thing happened.

A large mass of dark shadows appeared out of nowhere on the ground next to the tree, and a dark vine shot out like lightning, piercing through the canopy.

"Whirr ~"

The vine rubbed violently against the branches and leaves, creating a considerable amount of noise.

In the blink of an eye, the vine retracted.

Where the blue bird had been, there was only emptiness, and even that section of the branch had disappeared without a trace.

The shadow on the ground disappeared silently.

"Chirp! Chirp!"

This sudden change startled the surrounding birds, and they scattered in all directions.

After a moment, the illusion dissolved into nothing.

A message popped up: "Proficiency +4, current proficiency is 114/1000, mental value is 9.4/14.6."

Cheng Han's expression was solemn: "The Azure Lark was at least ten meters away from the house, yet Tan Zicheng could kill it from a distance. This kid's methods are much more terrifying than I expected."

"The strange shadow on the ground felt very much like a ghost hand. It seems my deduction was correct. This is most likely the power of a Heretic God again."

He turned to look at the black cat, his tone carrying a hint of relief: "Officer, it's a good thing you're a pitch-black cat."

The black cat called out in confusion: "Meow~"

Cheng Han then looked at the two surviving birds and commented, "Being a little ugly actually has its benefits."

The Grey-spotted Sparrow, as its name suggests, had gray feathers all over, making it look inconspicuous. The White-clawed Crow was also a pitch-black bird, with only its claws being white.

Their ability to escape this disaster was not unrelated to their low-key appearance.

Cheng Han beckoned to the black cat: "Officer, I'm afraid I'll have to trouble you tonight."

The black cat wagged its tail: "Meow~"

As a cat willing to take on responsibilities, it didn't mind the hard work. Besides, every time it worked for its master, it could enjoy a big meal.

Not a loss at all!

Thinking of this, it couldn't help but glance at the wooden bucket.

Cheng Han couldn't help but laugh: "After we deal with Tan Zicheng, I'll make you a whole roasted rabbit, and it will be roasted with fruit wood."

Fruit wood had a natural fragrance, giving the roasted food a unique flavor.

The black cat licked its lips and meowed excitedly.

Its favorite thing was all kinds of roasted meat.

Cheng Han began to explain the situation: "Officer, go around Tan Zicheng's house again and quietly take some items from each household."

"Whether it's mud from the yard, stems and leaves from flowers and plants, or anything else, just take a copy of it. It will be of great use to me."

Although the above items were inconspicuous, they were stained with the aura of people and could serve as connected items for deduction.

The vines that sprang from the shadows only showed that Tan Zicheng was a dangerous fellow.

But the abnormal situations encountered by civilians could prove that this guy was a huge threat to society, enough to prompt the authorities to launch a thunderous strike.

In short, let Tan Zicheng never be able to turn over!

The black cat responded: "Meow~"

Cheng Han emphasized, reminding it: "Remember, don't get close to within twenty meters of Tan Zicheng's house... no, thirty meters."

The black cat nodded very seriously.

It understood that the bird that hadn't returned probably encountered something terrible, and it would naturally stay away from dangerous places.

Cheng Han opened the door: "Go!"

The black cat quickly darted out.

*

Over the next four hours, the black cat ran back and forth three times, truly exhausted.

There was no other way.

There were at least thirty households around Tan Zicheng's house, and the officer couldn't carry too many items, so it could only shuttle back and forth in batches.

In addition to the items mentioned by the master, this cat also brought back some strange things.

For example, a piece of red cloth the size of a palm.

Judging from the style, it seemed to be a woman's private clothing.

Cheng Han picked up the cloth and sighed softly: "Officer, don't bring back this kind of thing in the future. I don't want to be regarded as a pervert."

The black cat tilted its head: "Meow~"

It didn't quite understand. It was just a piece of cloth, so why was the master so resistant to it?

"Whoosh!"

A flame rose from Cheng Han's hand.

The red cloth instantly turned to ashes, ten times faster than normal combustion.

This was destroying "evidence."

The black cat wagged its tail, feeling very sorry.

In its opinion, this thing had many uses. It could be used to wipe the table or wash dishes, so why burn it?

Cheng Han used these connected items to perform multiple deductions.

Due to his limited mental value and the heavy task, he had to use the Programmed Breathing Method to take a deep sleep before he could barely support himself.

After completing the tenth deduction, Cheng Han looked shocked: "The problem is more serious than I thought."

Here are a few examples:

In one household, the five-year-old child had been hearing a strange voice constantly calling his name when he slept for the past half month;

A couple had repeatedly experienced a bizarre dream in which a figure engulfed in black flames led them through a dark forest;

And one resident dreamed that he was walking alone on a dark earth, and every time he looked into the distance, he seemed to see a giant statue standing on the horizon;

The above were not isolated cases.

But a common situation.

Confirmed!

Things like "black flames" and "statues" sounded strange and were definitely inseparable from Heretic Gods, also indicating that Tan Zicheng was planning something big.

The most intriguing thing was that the affected families all chose to remain silent and did not disclose any information to the outside world.

Without exception.

Cheng Han pondered for a while and thought of the biggest possibility: "There must be some kind of supernatural power that has planted mental suggestions in these people."

He checked his attributes and found that his proficiency had increased by 24 points, and his skill progress had reached 138/1000. He was immediately very satisfied: "It was worth the hard work."

*

Three o'clock in the morning.

Cheng Han gave the black cat its last task: "Officer, there are many 'Nightjars' in the city. Go catch a few and bring them back. I need to use them to do something big."

Nightjars were a gregarious bird species in this world, accustomed to nocturnal activities.

He added, "Remember to catch them from different flocks."

The black cat meowed and went to work dutifully.

Before long.

Three more "victim birds" were added to the house.

Cheng Han used the Spirit Control Remnant Mark to first control them, then let them leave.

He looked up at the night sky and said, "I have to go to school tomorrow. I don't want to be in the same school as Tan Zicheng. The best way is to make this guy disappear tonight."

"Meow~"

The black cat seriously agreed.

*

Several miles away.

A Nightjar returned to its flock.

It squawked a few times and flapped its wings to fly.

The other thirty or so Nightjars seemed to be affected by a mysterious force, and they all flew up, closely following behind the former.

They flew for a distance and successively joined two other flocks of Nightjars, forming a large flock of more than a hundred birds.

"Whoosh! Whoosh!"

The dense flapping of wings echoed in the night sky.

Seemingly foreshadowing a major drama about to unfold.