Ke-style law enforcement officers

Chapter 605 Profound Questions

A song from beyond the stars is orchestrating the constellations.

The so-called Blood Moon, the Star of Judgment, the Forerunner of Destruction—all these titles refer to "Gheros".

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"Though the universe may feign change, its soul always knows its master. Each long slumber of the master is the greatest cycle of all life..."

The arrival of summer makes people despise and forget the harshness of winter. Therefore, the contemptuous and forgetful humans, as well as those who think themselves in control, will eventually be abandoned by their reawakened masters.

When hibernation ends and awakening is imminent, the universe itself will send forth its forerunner and creator, Geherus.

It will restore the stars to their rightful places, awaken the masters slumbering in crypts and submerged tombs; it will raise the tombs submerged at the bottom of the sea, it will gaze upon the believers who consider themselves masters, shaking their world until everyone recognizes its existence and worships it.

"Time will tell, and humanity will gain freedom and wildness like the Great Old Ones, transcending good and evil, abandoning law and morality, shouting and fighting, reveling in it. Then, the liberated Great Old Ones will teach them to shout, fight, revel and enjoy themselves in new ways, and the whole world will be engulfed in the raging fire of ecstasy and wanton slaughter."

—Excerpts from mythological texts

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Even though we are still far away on the other side of the stars, and even though the song is not sung for the people on the ground, the cover of fear has already shrouded this era.

From this moment on, human civilization officially entered the timeline known as the "end times" and "calamity".

This may be the last moment of calm before the arrival of a crazy era.

All signs indicate that this low-level civilization was not prepared for the so-called Blood Moon Era. People were unaware of the impending apocalypse, and only a very small fraction of them knew the truth. Moreover, these people were powerless to prevent the calamity from coming; neither the hunters nor the ravens could stop it.

This outcome is the result of countless causes and effects coming together.

Everything seemed to be a coincidence, and no one ever had absolute control.

I wonder if the end times will really be as described in the prophecies…

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However, not everyone has the keen sense of smell and awareness of crisis that scholars, churches, and cult members possess.

For example, these two people in the living room of the Valrocan family at this moment.

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Yan and Fen had just finished cleaning up the dinner dishes and were now sitting on the sofa digesting their food, with no extra energy to do anything else.

As we all know, after eating, there is a large increase in food in the gastrointestinal tract. At this time, the body's blood flow needs to be redistributed, resulting in a large amount of blood entering the gastrointestinal tract to promote food digestion and absorption. This leads to a relative decrease in the blood supply to the brain, which can cause drowsiness.

At this time, engaging in appropriate reflection can help you feel more alert.

So Yan posed this question to Finn:
"Do you think if you wear a thong to poop, will your poop be cut in half?"

Finn felt his soul was struck by something powerful.

For a moment, he felt that Yan's question was even more profound than the fractal theory his older brother and sister had discussed before. So he even seriously considered the possibility of poop being cut in half by a thong...

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creak...

Suddenly, there was a sound of the door being pushed open from the study on the second floor.

The two people in the living room immediately stopped discussing that profound question and stared seriously at the stairwell.

Finn even grabbed a fruit knife from the table.

The reason the two were so on high alert was that none of the remaining members of the family would ever go to the study for no reason, neither Finn nor Kang... Moreover, Daisy had instructed them before she left that there were some things in the study that needed to be handled with care.

Finn quickly grabbed the only fruit knife on the table. Yan looked around but couldn't find any suitable weapon, so he could only grab a cushion from the sofa (although he wasn't sure what the point of this action was).

The two poop-loving duo crept furtively towards the stairwell, one after the other.

However, the one who came out of the study didn't seem to respect their seriousness. He walked straight down the stairs, went to the kitchen, picked up the kettle, and drank it all in one gulp, as if he had just returned from the desert.

"Sister?" Finn was still holding the knife in both hands.

After Emma drank the entire pot of water without leaving a single burp, she leaned on the table and asked Finn:
"Where is Milo?"

Her current appearance is the same as when she was in the abyss: her clothes are dirty, she is covered in wounds, and her ankles and other areas are wrapped in torn bandages. However, her mental state looks much stronger than ever before.

"Uh, I don't know. Didn't my brother go to find you?" Finn was still in a state of confusion.

Emma took off her extra, tattered outer garments, then quickly tore off the bandages wrapped around her legs, saying as she did so, "I have to find him." "But sister..."

Finn still didn't understand the situation.

Emma had already quickly put on a new coat and was getting ready to go out.

However, Yan, who had been ignored from beginning to end, was still silently holding the cushion in his hand, his gaze fixed on the stairwell leading to the second floor.

Soon, Emma and Finn also noticed Yan's unusual behavior.

Before they could ask, Yan had already silently taken the cushion and gone upstairs.

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Immediately afterwards, a series of piercing noises came from upstairs. It didn't sound like a regular fight, but more like the roar of some kind of heavy machinery in operation.

The noise was so loud, it felt like the whole building was about to be torn apart.

Accompanied by Yan shouting out some inexplicable phrases, such as "Strawberry chocolate!"...

But the noise and vibration didn't last long. Just over twenty seconds later, Yan closed the study door and calmly returned to the living room on the first floor.

There was nothing unusual about him, except for the two goose feathers stuck to the top of his head.

After removing the goose feathers in front of the mirror, he said to the siblings beside him:
"You might need to keep some insecticides or something at home."

"Oh right, I also need to buy a new cushion."

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If you looked at the Valrocan family from the other side of the street, you would see that the window of the study on the second floor had been smashed, and hanging outside was a huge, pinkish-purple crab leg, covered with strange spots and sharp barbs. This half of the leg alone was two meters long, making it hard to imagine how enormous the creature's true form was. However, the "crab leg's" shell was cracked in several places, exposing the foul-smelling flesh inside to the air, suggesting that the creature itself was completely dead...

The good news is that it's nighttime, and the streetlights in this neighborhood seem to be late tonight, so no one has noticed the long leg popping out from the second floor of the Valrocan house.

Then, less than a minute later...

From the eastern part of the city, a grayish-white fur ball and a pure black fur ball bounced along the eaves of the buildings.

Before passersby could even notice the dramatic scene unfolding on the second floor of the Valrocan house, the grayish-white furball devoured the crab's legs, shell and all, in a few swift movements, and even ate the part of the crab's body in the study.

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The black pom-pom is naturally Marshall.

It was far more elegant than the grayish-white starving ghost in the house. After arriving on the second floor, it calmly sat on the windowsill, scrutinizing everything around it with its sharp, razor-sharp gaze.

Soon after.

The greyish-white furball Wendigo, strutting with satisfaction, approached Marshall and let out an incredibly long burp, "Ugh—~"

Then, it used its claws to pry open its mouth and pulled out something that looked like an insect's wing membrane.

That transparent substance with its iridescent color looked like it wouldn't be easy to digest.

Despite being stuffed, Wendigo carefully folded the transparent wing, which was even more resilient than sheet metal, a few times, and then stuffed it back into his mouth and swallowed it.

"Gulp... Uh~"

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"I knew long ago that guy wouldn't do things according to the will of the gods."

Marshall did the same thing as many people around the world recently – he looked up at the night sky.

The starry sky reflected in its azure eyes was a constantly swirling vortex...

Talking to himself:

"The girl who fell into the abyss has returned, and she will surely bring back many things that do not belong to this world."

At that moment, Wendigo, who was lying next to him, let out another burp.

A tiny wing membrane floated out from the corner of her mouth.

Marshall glanced at the fragment:

"But I didn't expect that 'Mi Go' would be the first to take action."

(End of this chapter)