Primordial Sequence

In the carriage, Camus took out the bloody notebook and read it carefully. Sophia wanted to read it when she saw the bloody notebook, but when she thought of the gloomy face of Hugh Locke, she immediately withdrew her thoughts. She was not a superhuman, and it was not that she could not afford the potion of Sequence 8, because she knew the consequences of drinking the potion, and she did not want to experience that kind of life. She wanted to get married and have children. The potion of Sequence 8 would make her lose the ability to reproduce, and she had no way to get the potions of other sequences.

In three months, I experienced the ups and downs of life. I suffered betrayal, hunger, and spurning. I went from a top ceramic merchant to a beggar despised by everyone. It was all because of him, the damn new mayor, but I hated Mayor Darcy Likum even more. If it weren't for him, how could I be like this? My children and wife would not leave me, my mother would not die of illness, and my big house would be gone. I became penniless. I went from a top ceramic merchant to a beggar despised by everyone.

Seeing this, Camus suddenly remembered the coup. It seemed that the owner of this notebook was from Darcy Licum's faction and was liquidated afterwards.

I was so lost for half a month. I could only eat a little every day. The cold wind in the middle of the night tortured my body. Until one day I got sick and caught a cold. It was just a small illness, but it made me dying. I fell ill in bed and felt weak all over.

I was sick for a day and woke up in a daze. I was very hungry and my stomach was emitting a strong burning sensation. I knew I was going to die. I hated it so much. Why did it happen? I didn't want to die.

Seeing this, Camus perked up. Maybe the answer was behind. If the owner of this notebook would starve to death according to the description in the notebook, how did he survive?

Just when I was on the verge of starvation, a child broke into my house. I knew he was also a beggar without parents. His name was Ward. He was so ugly, his face was dirty, his left hand had no fingers, his clothes were tattered, and there were holes everywhere. He saw me and ran to me. He fed me a piece of black bread. For the first time, I felt so grateful to a person, a dirty child who saved me. Because of this piece of bread, I survived. I was grateful to him. I swore in my heart that when I returned to the peak, I would definitely return to my previous life. Ward would bring me a small piece of black bread every day. I didn’t know where he got it from. Five days passed like this. My cold was cured. He was very grateful to him. We became friends. I would take him to beg every day. I began to teach him words and my previous business experience. Everything was going in a good direction, but Ward disappeared. He hadn’t been seen for three days. I just comforted myself secretly, thinking that he must be busy with something and he would definitely come back to find me. Until I saw him in a corner, he was dead... The body had been torn to pieces by wild dogs. If it weren’t for his mutilated fingers, I wouldn’t have recognized him. I felt that my sky had darkened again. I carried the mutilated body back home. I don't know how Ward died. Maybe someone else killed him, maybe a wild dog killed him, maybe... I just held him for three days until the body started to stink. The strong stench reminded me that Ward was dead. I hadn't eaten for three days. My body told me that I was hungry, but I didn't feel hungry. I didn't know what was going on. I looked at the stinking body in my arms and cried. I hated the world, I hated everyone, I hated my wife for betraying me, I hated Mayor Darcy Likum, who made me lose everything, I hated the world, if it weren't for him, how could Ward die? I just lay at home holding the body until a voice appeared... Seeing this, Camus' eyes shrank. Could this be the reason why Shu Locke was sure that it was an extraordinary event? Do you hate it? Do you want revenge? You... The words that touched my heart made my vague consciousness disappear completely. When I woke up the next day, I found blood on my mouth and the remains on the ground. I ate Ward. This word appeared in my mind. I ate Ward, I ate him. I began to vomit with all my strength, and the voice appeared again. "Don't you want to be with him forever?" As if a whispering voice appeared in Camus's ear, Camus' eyes shrank suddenly, and he immediately turned his head to look. When he looked, he saw a pale arm holding a kerosene lamp, standing behind him. His body was shrouded in darkness, and he could only see the pale arm holding the kerosene lamp. Camus immediately took a breath of cold air and retreated, and the unknown monster holding the gas lamp slowly retreated into the darkness.

"Mr. Camus... Mr. Camus" One by one, the female voices like a bell came slowly, and the darkness around him slowly retreated. Camus opened his eyes and saw himself lying on the carriage, and the book in his hand fell to the ground. He was suddenly startled, stood up suddenly, and looked around with a solemn expression.

"Mr. Camus, what's wrong with you?" Seeing that Camus was not in a good state, Sophia greeted with concern.

"It's okay..." Camus spoke softly, and he felt a coldness on his head. This was cold sweat. He was frightened and sweated coldly just now.

Sophia looked at the pale-faced Camus in confusion. Just as she was about to reach out to pick up the book on the ground, she was grabbed by Camus and turned back in surprise.

"I'll do it." Camus smiled softly, reached out to pick up the book and put it aside. He no longer planned to read the book. He suspected that Shu Locke had already known that there was something wrong with the book. But he didn't remind himself. Recalling Shu Locke's words, Camus smiled bitterly. He thought that Shu Locke said, 'The answer is in the book.' Maybe it was for this reason. Thinking of this, Camus spoke softly.

"Lao Yinbi."

Returning to the address of the special team, Camus followed Shu Lock back to the office. He looked at the book in Camus' hand and spoke with a half-smile.

"How's it going? Did you find the answer?"

"I found it, I won't bother you anymore." Kamius said angrily. He felt that he was being played by Shu Locke this time.

"How do you feel? Do you think ordinary people can stop that kind of demagogic language?" Seeing that Kamius was a little angry, Shu Locke continued to speak.

"We can all be affected, let alone ordinary people." Kamius pondered for a moment and spoke seriously.

"I've asked someone to monitor that young police officer, but that homeless man needs your help. I'm afraid he will do something bad." Shu Locke sat back on the stool and spoke in a deep tone.

"What do you mean?" Kamiao frowned and asked softly.

"I'm afraid they were deceived by the notes. You know these cultists always like to do bad things."

"Leave it to me, will anything happen to us?" Kamius agreed after thinking for a moment. It was too easy for him to find an ordinary person. He was just a little afraid of the unknown monster carrying a kerosene lamp.

"He is Stage 2, not Stage 7. Unless you are willing to be bewitched by him, I don't think you look like a fool." Hearing this, Shu Locke showed a surprised expression and his tone was slightly surprised.

"Go away...does that tramp have a name?" Camus subconsciously complained after hearing the taunt, and his tone was slightly calmer. As long as nothing happened, it would be fine. He had been frightened by these extraordinary events, so there was nothing wrong with being careful.

"Dong dong..." At this time, there was a knock on the door. Sufina came in with a piece of information and handed it to Shu Locke. Shu Locke glanced at it and spoke to Kamius.

"Biff York"

"Okay, I understand, wait a moment." After hearing the name, Camus took out the mirror. The light around Camus suddenly dimmed, and a distorted magic wave appeared in the whole room. The mirror in Camus' hand gradually Distorted blur.

"Great source of nothingness, please tell me the specific location of Biff York."

The picture gradually blurred, and a tall floor-to-ceiling mirror appeared in the mirror. The mirror was filled with cream cakes and fruit cakes. Camus saw the position of the door and immediately closed the connection with the mirror.

"Hulin Street, No. 175."

Hearing the sound, Sufina withdrew her surprised gaze and spoke in surprise.

"Mr. Camus, are you a makeup artist?"

Because Camus came to the special team and wore dark glasses, Sufina didn't know Camus' abilities, but with Fiona and the others together, they must be very powerful extraordinary beings. He thought about many professions. The only thing I never thought about was that Camus was a makeup artist.

"Hurry up and find him, he will run away if it's too late." Kamius said softly to Sufina. When Sufina heard this, she immediately recovered and ran out.

"Where did you see that you were bewitched?" The room became quiet again, and the bored Shu Lock said casually.

"Don't you want to be with him forever?" Kamius said these words, and Shu Locke suddenly showed eight teeth when he heard it.

"When I was studying at the church headquarters, I always thought that those who could eat corpses were perverts. Today's incident made me overturn this conclusion. Aren't people incapable of cannibalism? The owner of the note ate the little boy. He thought This is the way to be together forever, and he was bewitched to commit suicide in the end." Shu Locke said in a joking tone that the cannibalism incident was normal. Camus nodded expressionlessly, thinking secretly in his heart, if it would be possible. Huixiu Locke was also bewitched? Is this what normal people say?