[Full-time master] mottled

Chapter 8 The Pretender

The hair on the tip of the tail was all standing on end, completely on alert.

The black wolf with its taut tail stared at a pair of golden pupils and patrolled the surroundings, as if guarding Zhou Zekai to prevent anything from approaching.

Because of the black wolf's weird guarding behavior, Zhou Zekai used "see" again, but of course he still didn't see anything this time.Out of his trust in the spiritual guide, Zhou Zekai believed that there must be something he couldn't see in this empty room that was threatening his personal safety.

But Zhou Zekai couldn't see the other party, and couldn't sense the other party's existence. Even his spiritual guide was just on the sidelines, not intending to launch an attack at all.

In a completely passive state, he had to decide to use "sanctions".

Zhou Zekai took a deep breath. To be honest, his mental state is terrible now—excessive tension, extreme fatigue, lack of reassurance from his partner, and full of anxiety about the unknown in front of him—he didn’t know that he was using the “sanction” this time. "What price will he pay in the end, but in order to find out this elusive enemy, he has to try.

"Come out." Zhou Zekai breathed a sigh of relief, stared at the surroundings, and said slowly, these two words were uttered loudly, revealing an irresistible force.

There is no existence in this world that can resist Zhou Zekai's spirit of speech, but the reality is that after the "sanction" was launched, nothing appeared in front of Zhou Zekai.And Zhou Zekai himself didn't feel any physical discomfort, it seems that he didn't pay the price for this speech.

In other words, Zhou Zekai's speech spirit failed.

The still empty office seemed to be mocking Zhou Zekai's self-righteousness, mocking that the absolute "sanction" that was supposed to be above everything had failed completely in front of it.

——However, the sudden loud roar from the mouth of the black wolf who had been guarding at his feet still revealed something.

The moment Zhou Zekai lowered his head to look at Hei Lang, something happened suddenly!

Zhou Zekai didn't even react, a strong sense of suffocation and oppression attacked him.Different from the dyspnea caused by someone choking his neck, the suffocation Zhou Zekai experienced was closer to drowning: the air that was everywhere around him was suddenly replaced by some kind of substance, and he couldn't breathe. There was nowhere to vent the stagnant air.

Even though Zhou Zekai quickly took measures to hold his breath in time, due to lack of preparation, he only lasted for more than two minutes before entering a state of hypoxia.During these 2 minutes, Zhou Zekai eagerly checked the surrounding environment, but just like the countless times before, there was nothing in this office.The black wolf who was not affected was barking at his feet, violent and fierce, with his eyes cracked, but he could only watch helplessly as his master struggled alone, unable to help him.

Just before the last trace of consciousness was about to be crushed by the desperate suffocation, Zhou Zekai finally opened his mouth through gritted teeth.

"Go away." Zhou Zekai said.

This time the "sanction" took effect, and the feeling of suffocation that almost killed him disappeared as soon as Zhou Zekai finished speaking.Zhou Zekai, who was able to escape and ascend to heaven, did not hold back, his legs gave way and he fell to his knees, panting heavily, desperately trying to relieve the rapid heartbeat caused by the lack of oxygen.The black wolf circled around him twice with its tail wagging, looking quite anxious, and then it barked lowly at the open space in front of Zhou Zekai.

"Cough, cough, cough." Zhou Zekai, who finally regained his strength, patted the back of Hei Lang's neck reassuringly. He stood up slowly on his knees, while silently clenching the gun attached to his waist for security. Looking around, he frowned and thought: his "sanction" will never fail, and that "thing" must be in front of him now, but he can't see it.What is the invisible and unperceivable "thing" that exists in this office?Is it a transparent person?No, even a transparent person is an "individual" that can be captured by a spiritual guide that exists in a higher dimension. There is no reason why the black wolf at his feet would not pounce on him and tear him to pieces.

The more he thought about it, the more he couldn't figure it out. Zhou Zekai inevitably became a little irritable, and he even started to dig into the corners—Zhou Zekai stared at the wall in front of him, desperately trying to recall all the strange species he knew—and Zhou Zekai's control over his emotions was also just right. So slipping in a bad direction.

——The mood swings that had been suppressed by him before surged up again, and Zhou Zekai, who was extremely insecure, began to breathe rapidly, his heart rate accelerated, and cold sweat inadvertently soaked through his vest.Under the influence of the master, the black wolf also began to become anxious. It pulled its ears back and unconsciously circled around Zhou Zekai, with a low growl of unknown meaning rolling out of its throat.

Just when Zhou Zekai was on the verge of perceptual overload, the invisible and unperceptible enemy in the room finally couldn't hold back after being quiet for a while, and made another move: the feeling of the ankle being held suddenly was so obvious and terrifying , Zhou Zekai, who was in a state of extreme sensitivity to external perception, shuddered reflexively.

The black wolf jumped away the moment Zhou Zekai was grabbed by his ankle, and now it is standing one meter away from its owner, barking at him continuously.Zhou Zekai didn't have time to respond to the black wolf's hoarse barking, and now a pair of cold hands were holding his ankles and pulling him down forcefully, but Zhou Zekai didn't fall to his knees because of this force—he His feet were sinking slowly into the floor.

It was a wonderful and eerie feeling.

At this moment, the solid marble floor under Zhou Zekai's feet was like a piece of slowly melting chocolate, liquefied and deformed, collapsing and collapsing.But in the blink of an eye, it completely turned into a quagmire silently devouring life, and half of Zhou Zekai's body was sunk into it.

Zhou Zekai, who was about to suffer a catastrophe, didn't panic. He pinched his jaws and forced himself to calm down with great difficulty—in a flash of inspiration, Zhou Zekai seemed to have grasped something from this inexplicable disaster. , but now is obviously not the time to think about it - Zhou Zekai, whose chest and abdomen were almost swallowed by the floor, stretched out his hand to Hei Lang who was standing in a safe place. His spiritual guide whimpered softly, and then turned into a A ball of light melted into Zhou Zekai's body along the fingertips, turning into the last bit of spiritual power, allowing Zhou Zekai to activate his speech spirit again: "Let me go."

The weird feeling of sinking stopped the moment the "sanction" was activated, and then the swamped marble wriggled and "vomited" out Zhou Zekai who was about to be swallowed whole by him.

Zhou Zekai, who once again saved his life from this mysterious "thing", is now in a mess, the only thing he knows is that he can no longer stay here, he must leave this place immediately, leave the East Tower.

Zhou Zekai, whose mental strength and physical energy were excessively exhausted, stumbled away from this small office. The price he paid for using "sanction" twice in a short period of time made him unbearable. I fell down more than ten times in just tens of meters.

Except for the time when he forcibly activated his ability after inhaling an excessive amount of inhibitors, Zhou Zekai had never been in such a mess.

Zhou Zekai leaned against the wall of the elevator car without any image, gasping for breath. In order to relieve the pain in his heart, he was sweating profusely and kept clutching the cloth on his chest, twisting the innocent piece of fabric into wrinkles. .

The few white-collar workers who took the elevator down with him couldn't help but secretly looked at Zhou Zekai. They really couldn't figure out how this man could still feel like he had just gone through a marathon when he had to sprint at full speed while sitting in an office.Maybe it was because he was clutching his chest while panting, the female white-collar standing beside him hesitated and said, "Hey, are you okay?"

"..." Zhou Zekai never heard the woman's kind inquiry at all, his world is going through a whirlwind, everything in this world is blurred spots of light, dazzling and dazzling.He is a bubble floating in the storm, helplessly torn apart by the howling wind and rain, but still trying his best to maintain his outline.

The white-collar asked again kindly, seeing that Zhou Zekai kept his head down and didn't respond, he thought it was a female white-collar whom he hadn't heard and wanted to pat him on the shoulder worriedly.However, just as her hand touched Zhou Zekai, the latter's reaction was far beyond her expectations - Zhou Zekai, who was clearly in pain just a second ago and seemed about to faint, quickly pulled out a gun with his backhand, Arrived directly on her forehead.

The female white-collar worker who was pressed against the forehead by the cold muzzle was stunned for a moment, and then let out a shrill scream.

Because of the appearance of this gun, chaos fell into the small elevator car.

The white-collar workers who were standing next to Zhou Zekai backed away quickly as if they were electrocuted, and these well-dressed elites completely turned into a group of frightened little animals, all of them desperately stuffed themselves into the room away from Zhou Zekai with terrified faces. corner.Just when the elevator stopped at a certain floor, the white-collar workers swarmed down, grasping at straws, regardless of whether they dropped their briefcases or lost their high-heeled shoes.

The white-collar who was waiting to get on the ladder looked at the group of elites fleeing in a panic for no apparent reason, and cursed in a low voice, but when he turned his head and saw the gun in Zhou Zekai's hand, he immediately lost his legs in fright, and slumped on the carpet I was trembling all the time.

The elevator doors closed quickly, and Zhou Zekai was the only one in the elevator now.

Zhou Zekai, who was completely unaware that he had just drawn his gun on the civilians, fell down completely, and the gun in his hand was also taken off his hand, and fell to the floor with a muffled sound.He is clearly sitting, but he feels that he is standing at the end of the world, under his feet is the torrent that tore apart everything in the world, and the abyss at the center of the torrent is opening a pair of dark eyes, silently tempting Zhou Zekai to jump down, as if If he jumps down, he can escape the pain, escape the struggle, escape...

wrong.

He cannot escape.

Obviously there is...in...

How could he escape.

Zhou Zekai, who was about to fall into a semi-conscious state, shivered inexplicably, and his mind became a little clearer because of this.He reluctantly opened his eyes halfway, glanced at the mess in the car, and silently picked up his gun.Zhou Zekai, who had little strength, tried several times but failed to put the gun back into the holster on his back waist, so he had no choice but to put it in the pocket of his windbreaker.

The elevator was about to go down to the first floor, and Zhou Zekai stood up with difficulty holding on to the car wall. He sideways avoided the white-collar workers who swarmed into the elevator, and walked out slowly while holding on to the wall.The security guard in the lobby saw him walking so staggeringly, so he went up to ask him if he needed help, Zhou Zekai shook his head and declined his kindness.

He has to go forward, he can't stop for a moment, he has to go to the side of...

and many more.

……who is it?

Standing in the sunlight, Zhou Zekai stared blankly at the busy traffic in front of him. The winter sun in City S is very warm, like pieces of soft golden feathers, they fall on Zhou Zekai's body, gently sweeping away the coldness all over his body, but Zhou Zekai always feels like a piece is missing in his heart.

Several large mood swings in a short period of time, a sensory overload warning, two near-death experiences, over-consumption of mental power, and the price paid for using the spirit of speech. □□In addition to the pain, it even started to affect his brain.

——His memory began to become intermittent, like old bark, mottled and peeled off, rotted into the mud, and could not be found.

Zhou Zekai was standing on the street in a warm suit. He knew that he should go somewhere right now, by someone's side, but he was at a loss as to the direction he was going and the name of that person.

Even when someone suddenly threw him down from behind and pinned his arms to the ground, Zhou Zekai was still in a dazed state.As a sentinel whose counterattack speed is several times faster than ordinary people after being attacked, it took Zhou Zekai several seconds to realize that he was attacked by someone. Pushed himself down by his security guard.

"It's him!" A somewhat familiar female voice came from beside him, and Zhou Zekai reacted for a while, remembering that this was the female white-collar worker who asked about his health in the elevator just now.

"That's right, it's Yi." This time it was a man who spoke, "Take a gun, old knot stick."

"What are you sticking to? You're a black egg, and Brother Song is a hot hand."

"Call the police?"

"I reported it, why did I report it just after I got on the elevator."

……

There were several people standing in front of Zhou Zekai who was pushed to the ground, and the voices were all the white-collar workers who had just been scared away by the gun in his hand on the elevator.It coincided with the meal time, and there were more pedestrians on the road. People passing by saw that something happened at the entrance of Dijing Building, and they all came to watch the excitement.

People gathered around him, chattering and talking endlessly.Zhou Zekai didn't listen to what they had to say, a dozen pairs of legs were dangling in front of his eyes.Zhou Zekai was already dizzy, but these swaying trouser legs and shadows that were not clearly related to them made him tinnitus and dizzy, making him extremely confused.

Just when Zhou Zekai wanted to just pass out and forget it, he looked at the Chuchu figure on the ground and suddenly opened his eyes wide.Zhou Zekai struggled subconsciously, but was immediately held down by the security guard even harder: "Damn, want to run? The police department will send someone here in a while to see where you are running?!"

Zhou Zekai didn't care how he had to explain to the police officer that he was threatening civilians with a gun - he already knew what the "thing" in the east tower was that couldn't be seen or felt; he also knew why he used the "sanction" "The word spirit who asked that "thing" to appear will fail; he may even have uncovered the mystery of the "11.12 mass disappearance incident" in the East Tower.

—this "thing" was everywhere and always in front of his eyes.It was only because of his fixed thinking that Zhou Zekai kept ignoring its existence.

——There is not nothing in that empty small office, it is full of shadows inside.

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