Is it really normal to contain these anomalies?

Moses passed through the broken veil.

But when he looked back, the conference room behind him had not disappeared, but the shadow of that world was stretched out after passing through the 'broken curtain'.

"Is this a mine?"

She looked at the world in front of her, which had a completely different style.

She finally understood that from this distorted perspective, the entire building was a vertical mineshaft, and each floor was a horizontal layer of ore.

There was stagnant water everywhere, purple soil and minerals everywhere, and not far away she saw a huge multi-eyed worm constantly "cultivating" the land here.

"Are you still working?"

Moses walked toward the twisted form.

Half of its eyes on its huge body were watching each of their micro-expressions, as if it was always watching them.

"evaluate?"

"..."

Suddenly, a huge worm rolled over the puddle in front of them and looked at them with pleading eyes.

"Tell me, how is our town?"

291

Chapter 291: Twisted Past.

Do you care about what outsiders think of the town?

Moses smoked his pipe, not dodging the distortion in front of him, but also not answering his question directly.

“Does it need reviews because we need more people to visit here?”

"...Yes, our hard work cannot go to waste."

"Um,"

After receiving a positive answer, Moses nodded. "So, you're using whatever means necessary to keep the passing guests?"

"It's not us, they volunteered."

"Voluntary? Do you mean the residents who took to the streets, or us?"

Moses asked another question, and it was not until she said this that she saw a slight tremor on the twisted worm.

"...After all, we live in the shadow of the Nest and have no choice."

"Does this mean you haven't denied the evil deeds you've done?"

"...We just have to work hard, spruce up the town, and keep everyone here. Protesting in front of the company is useless..."

Ha, this time you are completely immersed in your own world and no longer respond?

Moses glanced at it again, but did not interrupt it.

This is clearly such a sunny back alley town, but this twisted creature claims to have been living in the shadow of the nest?

Well, maybe it’s because they feel that they are not in the mainstream, so all the townspeople have twisted shapes without exception, like worms hiding in the damp soil?

Bai Yu said that the purple water represented the emotion of jealousy.

Was it the problem with the previous highway? Was that hotel in the rest area stealing all their business?

That’s right. After all, when I was strolling here before, it was empty and there were no tourists at all.

"..."

"Most people have gone to other places to work, and only we old-fashioned people can stay."

The distortion in front of me was still talking to myself.

Moses analyzed everything in an instant.

But now I also feel that if it is related to W Company, it might be difficult for this distorted person to accept the fact that he is distorted.

After all, according to my own theory of solving distortions, there are three steps to go through:

"Understand" and "identify", and finally "solve".

Specifically, after understanding the cause of the distortion, we need to explain the cause and effect to a level that the distortion can accept. Then, we need them to understand the cause of their distortion and determine when and how their distortion will occur.

If the other party can accept the reality and regain composure, the distortion can be resolved.

But that's if everything goes well...

There are too few urban cases, and her theory and methods have not yet been put into practice...

"Can you let us go?"

Moses asked tentatively. This distortion, whether before or after, did not seem unreasonable.

If it weren't for the mayor's vindictive words, she wouldn't even have been so wary of this twisted man.

"So what do you think of our town?"

Distortion also only asked this question.

"Good, very good,"

This time, Moses didn't give a perfunctory answer. He replied as enthusiastically as possible, "I will recommend this to every friend in the Nest and Back Alley."

But every twisted pupil began to turn when hearing all this.

Isn't this the answer it wants?

"Liar, you must be saying this just to escape from here. You're obviously never coming back..."

“Why are you calling us liars?!”

Ezra on the side finally couldn't help but interrupt the twisted man.

"If we praise you, you'll accuse us of lying. If we say you're bad, you won't let us go. Isn't this a vicious cycle?!"

"Ezra!"

Moses didn't have time to stop this assistant who spoke faster than his brain.

"..."

"As long as you become like us, there will be no such problems. We have been inviting you all along."

Distortion had heard all of this, its tone gradually became colder, and its body began to move.

"Miss Comine, stop it!"

Moses saw its intention—it was going to burrow back into the soil in front of it!

Damn...

If it really ran away, it would be impossible to find it in such a large space.

Moses glared at his important assistant, then inhaled the purple smoke from his pipe.

She didn't want to do this, but in order to complete the commission assigned by Bai Yu, she might have no choice but to do so.

She closed her eyes and her mind went into herself.

All the cruel memories of her life swept over her like a whirlpool, everything she had lost, companions, death, war, corpses, smoke...

"rope?"

Komini, who was cutting the monster's body with a bloody butcher knife, saw that the pipe in Moses' hand had turned into a purple substance similar to a ribbon.

It fluttered, but it also forcibly restrained the distortion.

"Will it not turn into ash and float away this time?"

Ezra approached cautiously.

"I don't know, so we have to move quickly,"

Moses covered his pupils which were trembling with pain and said to the two people present.

"How to do?"

"First, check to see if there are any visible wounds. If there are, forcibly pull out the objects from those wounds..."

Their movements became faster.

After all, this might be their only chance.

But after a few seconds, they could all see that the twisted body in front of them, bound by ropes, was really showing signs of turning into ashes.

"Detective! I didn't do anything this time!"

Ezra raised his hands in panic, as if trying to prove his innocence.

"it's me."

Komini admitted it voluntarily. She was holding an eyeball in her hand, which she had taken directly from the twisted body.

This may work.

After all, now, they are plucking out every extra eye.

And as the mayor in front of them struggled more and more in pain, and his screams almost tore their eardrums.

The memory of it flooded into all of their minds like a tide.

Those scenes...

It was the young mayor who called on everyone to transform their homes.

It is the neighborhood watch organization that lives in harmony with them.

A senior executive of Company W stood on the road and announced the highway diversion.

Everyone has given up hope here and sent their children to the mining area further south...

It was accelerating faster. Pensions for countless children were sent to the town. These compensations, which were paid for with human lives, were pitifully small. Under these notes, there was only a unique envelope decorated with exquisite writing.

That was the compensation for lost wages that the company demanded from the residents of the back alley...

292

Chapter 292 A person burdened with sin.

"..."

This is distorted memory.

Moses frowned slightly, as if she could sense the distortion and pain that encompassed the entire town.

But she still needs to maintain herself in this memory, and at the same time, she needs to consider the follow-up words to the distortion in this unique time.

After all, only in this way could she perhaps get a chance to alleviate the distortion.

but……

Suddenly, she felt something cool coming up through the purple soil.

In reality, she couldn't help but turn her head to take a look. At the conference table that had been stretched out because of the broken curtain, the Distorted Beings who were originally sitting there stood up.

They are moving here.

"Ezra."

Moses began to call out to his assistant with difficulty.

The twisted worms under their hands were still struggling.

The silk in her hands was not enough, and she could not control the large number of enemies in front of her.

However, neither Ezra nor Komini responded to her.

Their eyes were also filled with pain and struggle... Moses should have known that the more thoughtful a child was, the more likely they were to sink into twisted pain.

"Moses, you can't resolve these distortions through communication."

But beside me, a gentle male voice came out inexplicably.

"who are you?"