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Chapter 90: The Miraculous Effects of the Fallen Angel Lady (5K)

First of all, it is definitely impossible that Miss Steel Plate has made any improvements to the potion.

Maybe she could do it in the future, but she doesn't have the energy and capital right now, not to mention that this kind of thing can't be done in a day or two.

Even if she really did something, she would definitely tell me. Otherwise, it would be a violation of the witchcraft contract (infringing on Party A's right to know) and I would be severely held accountable.

In this case, we can only look for the reasons from other aspects.

So, Chen Xiu turned to look at Mostima.

At present, the biggest variable is that I am under the influence of subjective slow time.

Could it be that the flow of time has been affected, causing the metabolic cycle of the potion in his body to be prolonged?

That’s a real surprise!!!

I just don’t know how long it can be extended, but it is definitely a good deal.

In order to conduct more detailed tests, Chen Xiu immediately explained his own situation to Mostima.

Anyway, we will be colleagues in the future, and some things that cannot be hidden will be known by Mostima sooner or later.

In that case, it would be better to confess in exchange for Mostima's trust.

Mostima didn't expect Chen Xiu to be so sincere.

Although it was for the purpose of gaining my cooperation, it was not a wise choice to expose my weaknesses as soon as I met her.

Why did he trust me so much when we first met?

Moreover, after I recognized him as a Sarkaz, I showed a certain degree of vigilance...

The arrow-shaped tail shook doubtfully as the fallen angel girl analyzed the current situation rationally.

It seems that the Cyclops really has no hostility towards Sakota.

But he may have done this to get closer to his team.

After all, they are now facing common difficulties and crises, and they really need to build trust quickly.

He didn't know that because of his identity as a Cyclops, he had already let down his guard against him to a certain extent.

Therefore, when there was an actual need, he made this decisive decision that was almost like entrusting his life to someone else.

The doubt in Mostima's eyes turned into surprise, and his evaluation of Chen Xiu rose to a higher level.

Thinking about the uniqueness shown by the Emperor, the Penguin Logistics organization is really unique and interesting.

Fortunately, I am now an out-and-out outlier.

I never thought that His Holiness the Pope would know such an organization. The rest of the story will not be boring.

The arrow-shaped tail wagged happily, and the fallen angel girl smiled lazily as she raised her hand nonchalantly.

"Since time is your medicine, let me, the culprit, add fuel to the fire."

With a light tap of your fingertips, azure Roman numerals appear in the air like fireworks.

Mostima increased the intensity of his subjective slowdown.

However, time spells are not without side effects.

What gave her the most headache was seeing some fragmented and difficult to distinguish true from false illusions of time and space.

No, it cannot be said to be seeing, but rather an immersive experience, without being able to make any changes. It is like being a bystander outside of time, witnessing the rise and fall of history.

When she first obtained the black lock and white key, she was tortured by the illusions of time and space that appeared from time to time because she was not proficient in controlling the power.

It's really uncomfortable to feel like each day is a year and time is wasting away.

But later, Mostima gradually began to enjoy it more and more, and even looked forward to what she would experience in the illusion next time.

Well, I can't resist anyway.

It’s better to have some fun in it and discover the truth buried by history.

So, what will we see this time?

Is it Reina Ling's past? Or is it Chen Xiu's personal story?

The fallen angel girl raised her lips with a hint of cunning, but she didn't mean to see it.

Chen Xiu didn't expect Mostima to be so straightforward. He just wanted her not to cancel the spell for the time being.

If my guess is correct, she must have felt the kindness I showed her, so she gave back.

It seems that the relationship with Mostima has been initially opened up, and we are one step closer to getting the upper hand.

Chen Xiu was about to say thank you, but suddenly he felt a secret sense of being watched, and he couldn't help feeling a little disgusted.

The gem-shaped eye on his forehead reflected the azure light of magic, and his gaze fell on the two staffs at Mostima's waist.

In an instant, he seemed to meet two pairs of gazes, and instantly saw through the other party's already determined past.

Countless chaotic fragments flashed by, and were finally condensed into a concise text.

【Lock and Key House】

His hometown was destroyed by war. While fleeing, he accidentally picked up a long-dormant lock and key. After becoming a sorcerer, he quickly gained recognition for his power. However, after achieving the wealth and fame he had always dreamed of, he disappeared from the court. Later, he didn't even know where he was, and he just blindly explored the secrets of time...

So that's it, it's the consciousness that resides in the staff, a poor Sarkaz.

But why would he spy on me?

Are you curious about yourself because you haven't seen your own kind for a long time?

No, that feeling just now... He seemed to want to use magic to peek into his past and future.

However, what he could see was destined to be a chaotic chaos, which completely exposed his own background and was seen through by him at a glance.

'Hello, lost one trapped in time.'

Chen Xiu chuckled and greeted the consciousness in the staff, but received no response.

The prying eyes shrank back instantly, hiding in the deepest part of the staff like a frightened feather, as if he had seen a ghost as soon as he went out.

"Hurry! Get away from this guy!"

A hoarse, sharp voice exploded in Mostima's ears, startling her who was caught off guard.

It was the first time she saw Lao Hei so panicked. Although this guy usually talked a lot, his attitude was always indifferent.

'Hey, what's wrong with you?'

'Go! Stay away from this guy! He's a monster! !'

Lao Hei was shouting and screaming, his trembling voice was filled with fear, as if he had encountered a natural enemy.

Mostima was slightly startled and glanced at Chen Xiu imperceptibly, but didn't see anything unusual in him.

"Old Black, what did you see? I think he looks normal and he's not bad looking."

However, the person in the stick seemed to be speechless, and kept repeating the words "get away quickly" over and over again.

The noise made Mostima's head hurt, so he simply moved towards Chen Xiu.

As they got closer, the noisy voice of the man in the stick immediately became quieter.

Seeing that this trick worked, the corners of Mostima's already smiling mouth curled up a little more.

Although she didn't mind chatting with the man in the stick, it was annoying to have someone nagging in her ear all day long.

More importantly, why was the man in the stick so afraid of Chen Xiu? Even calling him a monster?

Mastema has always been skeptical about the words of the man in the staff.

Because although this guy kept emphasizing that he was not crazy, the state he displayed was completely different, and many of the things he said were extremely ridiculous.

What does it mean that the sky will one day split open and reveal its true appearance to people?

What does it mean that the Lord of Lateran will disappear one day, and all the Sakota will lose the guidance and protection of the law and return to their origin?

There are simply countless words like this.

But when asked when exactly these things would happen, he couldn't give an answer.

What's more, is the future certain?

If this is true, then what is the point of people’s efforts and contributions?

Mastema felt that what the man in the staff saw was at most just one possibility among countless futures.

Chen Xiu noticed Mostima's little movement. After all, the place where she was sitting at the beginning was one body length away from him, but now the two of them were sitting very close to each other.

What happened? Did that consciousness say something to her?

But judging by his reaction to me just now, he definitely wouldn't say anything nice to Mostima.

This rebellious situation reminded Chen Xiu of a red-haired Sarkaz girl who loved ice cream and stood in the first row of the Strength Supremacy group.

If that's the case, then it probably makes sense.

It seems that these old guys don’t get along well with the new generation, including a certain dead soul ancestor.

Mastema lowered her head and said nothing.

She came over just to get some quiet time, and didn't have anything to say to Chen Xiu.

The two parties had only known each other for less than half a day, and were far from being able to talk about anything, let alone open up to each other.

Besides, Mastema isn't very good at getting along with others.

Before his fall, he relied on empathy to communicate with other Sakotas and was indifferent to other people.

She still remembered when she was ordered to support a small town that was hit by a natural disaster a year ago, she looked at the victims and just felt that these people were so miserable.

Then there is no more then.

According to the mission requirements, they only need to take away the Sakota residents there.

If Andon, the captain, had not been unable to leave the other victims behind, Mostima would not have stayed there for even half a second.

Even today, Mastema feels no sense of reality when she thinks about these things, and she neither agrees nor disagrees with the captain's decisions.

Even so, in order to apply for material support from Lateran, Andorn advanced the entire team's salary for the next year.

Thinking of this, Mostima couldn't help but recall the ridiculous story that His Holiness the Pope told him before he left.

What is the most important thing if you want to achieve that vision?

Of course, I understand!

So, is this what he expects of himself?

Having lost empathy, I really need to learn how to understand other people's feelings.

A sudden realization dawned on Mastema, but he had no idea what to do about it, so he just let things take their own course.

While the fallen angel girl was not paying attention, the arrow-shaped tail tip tapped Chen Xiu's arm a few times.

Chen Xiu turned his head and saw the little guy who came to him.

Looking at Mostima wearing a hood, hugging his knees and burying his head as if he was asleep, he was a little unsure.

Judging from the fact that the spell was still in effect, it was impossible for her, as the caster, to fall asleep, but what did it mean to poke herself with her tail?

Chen Xiu felt his physical condition.

He had recovered about halfway, and the effect of the six-hour medicine had doubled with Xiao Mo's help.

Seeing that Chen Xiu ignored her, her naughty tail poked him again.

This time, Chen Xiu didn't indulge it anymore and grabbed it in his hand.

The fallen angel girl shuddered all over, her back straightened instantly, and her legs, which were hugging her knees, instinctively clamped together.

His wide eyes were filled with astonishment and anger. He had never expected that the bastard Sarkaz would suddenly grab his tail.

But before she could angrily teach the other party a lesson, Chen Xiu took the lead in seizing the high ground of public opinion.

"Ms. Mostima, if you have something to say, just tell me. Why do you keep poking me with your tail?"

As Chen Xiu spoke, he clenched his hands tightly, a little angrily.

Mastema gritted her teeth and tensed her body to avoid showing any abnormality.

He reached out and grabbed the middle part of the tail with a speed that was invisible to the naked eye, trying to pull it out of Chen Xiu's tightly clenched hand.