Chapter 410 The Reward of Good Luck (Thanks to livy37 for the Silver Alliance reward) When the operation was completed, the doctor on duty saw the blind sheep get off the examination table, calm and reserved, no longer resisting. He suddenly felt like he was dreaming: The operation was really successful... A surgical paradigm created for humans was successful on a sheep... The doctor on duty was in a daze as he watched the arsonist leading the blind sheep that had been cured of its mental illness out of the office and disappearing into the crimson moonlight outside the door. Wherever they passed, red flames flowed, igniting the white bandages that had just been removed and the hair that was invisible to the naked eye. The re-emerged firelight was mixed with black flames, which flowed like water, "washing" the remaining traces of ice cones, footprints, and so on. The doctor on duty did not sense any danger and just stared at it in a daze, as if he was admiring a grand fireworks display. After an unknown amount of time, all the fires were extinguished, and the guard who was sent out returned to Delta Asylum with a group of police officers in black uniforms. "Why did you come so late?" the doctor on duty asked subconsciously. The leading police officer cursed angrily: "Son of a bitch, we were shot on the road, someone is shooting us in the shadows!" …………

Market District, 3 White Coat Street, Apartment 601. After Lumian tied the sheep that "I Have a Friend" had transformed into to one of the supporting legs of the dining table, he ignored it and lay down on the long sofa in the living room, ready to go to sleep. His appearance had been adjusted back to his original state through "lies", and the "respectable" brooch had long been removed. "Not interrogating now?" Franca said, looking at the sheep that was standing quietly and not trying to drag the dining table away. She didn't look at Lumian because this guy was so annoying right now and she wanted to beat him up. Even the sheep who had become a pacifist was a little eager to do so. Lumian replied without any fluctuation in his voice: "I'll ask you again when I regain my spirituality." Yes, this is safer. Anyway, "I have a friend" is now a sheep, and his frontal lobe has been removed. He can neither use his abilities nor have the idea of ​​resisting... Franka, wearing an assassin's suit, retracted her gaze and walked towards her bedroom to avoid losing control of her hands, black flames, frost and spider silk. She was not worried that any accidents would occur during the period before the interrogation, causing "I have a friend" to die mysteriously or go out of control and become a monster, because Ms. "Magician" and other major arcana cards had already confirmed the identity of "I have a friend" before, and must have also grasped the most important information. Janna, holding the obsidian broken arrow, came to the couch and said "yes" with a distorted expression: "Your trophy." She handed the broken obsidian arrow to Lumian, who had not yet closed his eyes. During this process, her right hand trembled slightly, as if she was about to insert the arrow into the other person's eyes. Lumian did not reach out to take it, but said calmly: “This is your reward for your good luck. "Or rather, this is your real good luck." Why does he sound like a circus fortune teller... Janna didn't refuse. After mumbling something, she turned around quickly and went into Franca's bedroom. I have to say, after this companion was promoted to the "Witch of Joy", as a woman, her face would turn red and her ears would get hot when she saw her changing clothes. After Franka changed into light home clothes, she used the "magic mirror divination" to roughly figure out the name, ability and negative effects of the obsidian broken arrow: “Name: Bloodthirster’s Arrow. "Ability: Insert it into the chest on the side where the heart is located, and let it absorb the user's blood. The user can gain a strong self-healing ability and a very outstanding physique. Whether it is speed, agility, the ability to communicate with animals, or vision, smell, and hearing, they can all be greatly enhanced, and the user's charm will also be improved to a certain extent. “In addition to these, the user will also gain spell-like abilities in the dark realm, such as ‘Shackles of the Abyss’, ‘Claws of Corrosion’, and ‘Wings of Darkness’.

Negative effects: “When in use, it hates sunlight and craves blood; "Your blood will be continuously absorbed by the item until you die from excessive blood loss. You must always pay attention to your condition and pull out the broken arrow in time. "The more frequently you use it, the more subtle changes will occur in your body. When the amount accumulates beyond the limit, it may even lead to physical collapse. Note: Try not to use it for more than three minutes each time, and the interval between uses should be at least three days. This way, your body will have a chance to recover and no changes will accumulate. "It is best to avoid using it during a full moon. Although it will improve your status, it can also easily lead to hallucinations and danger." "It's a very good magical item." Franka praised sincerely and returned the "Bloodthirsty Arrow" to Janna. "If you just carry it, there is no negative impact. Such a magical item can be sold for more than 4 Fel Gold at various mystic gatherings." Jenna held the "Bloodthirster's Arrow" and said thoughtfully: "If I give it to you, will that pay off the money I owe you?" She thought she owed Franka 3 Felkins. Franka laughed: "Don't worry. This 'Bloodthirster's Arrow' can greatly improve your strength and allow you to truly have the power to protect yourself. It won't be too late to sell it when your sequence is raised to a level where you no longer need it. "Repay the money you owe me slowly, there's no need to rush." Janna was silent for a few seconds and nodded slightly. ………… Lumian slept until six in the morning. He felt refreshed, except for a slight headache. He turned over and sat up, looked around, and found that the sheep transformed by "I have a friend" was standing quietly beside the dining table, with blood scabs in its empty eye sockets. Lumian laughed. "You have a good physique. You didn't die despite such a serious injury and such perfunctory treatment." He led the sheep into the living room and poured all the remaining "Veritaserum" into his mouth. After doing this, Lumian recited the spell to remove the spell in Hermetic: "Your Excellency the Archbishop." A dim light flashed, and the gray sheepskin split open, revealing the body of "I have a friend" wearing a blue and white striped hospital gown. Lumian helped him sit on a chair, looking at his empty bloody eye sockets, and said with a smile: "I said yesterday that we can finally have a good chat now." The calm "I have a friend" did not respond to him. He retreated to the sofa and sat down, waiting silently for the "truth serum" to take effect before he asked: "What's your name, what did you do originally, and why do you live in Delta Asylum?" Lumian started with the simplest questions to test the effectiveness of the "truth serum", guiding the other party to form an instinctive and subconscious answer. The voice of "I Have a Friend" is unremarkable, but it has a convincing flavor: “My name is Pierre Theriot, and I was one of the deputy editors-in-chief of Basic Medicine. "I once told you that a friend of mine ended up in a mental hospital because of negligence and too much confidence. That was me. I was obsessed with manipulating other people's minds and didn't pay enough attention to my own problems. One day, I suddenly went crazy. "When I came to my senses, I had already been sent to Delta Lunatic Asylum. Fortunately, I was only mentally ill at the time and was not really out of control. I still had the instinct to protect myself and did not show extraordinary abilities without reason. If that were the case, I would have been sent to the Inquisition." The friend you were talking about turned out to be you... After discovering that "I have a friend" was hiding in a mental hospital, Lumian had a new understanding of that sentence. He asked: "Now that you have regained your consciousness and your ability to think, why do you still want to stay in Delta Asylum?" "I have a friend" answered calmly without mocking or smiling: “I found the insane asylum very interesting. The patients’ thinking patterns, brain states, and mental islands are significantly different from those of normal people and are worth observing, studying, and analyzing.

"Moreover, among them, there are those who have gone insane due to illness, and those who have become mentally ill due to other factors. Among the latter, there are some people who have had mysterious contact with the abnormal." “Including the one you disguised as yourself?” Lumian asked as if to confirm. "I have a friend" nodded slowly: "Yes, he is very special. I noticed him very early. He is like a philosopher, always asking all kinds of strange questions. The patients who are close to him, the nurses who take care of him, and the doctors who treat him are slowly approaching his state. There are also some protectors around him who seem to have extraordinary abilities. "We dealt with those protectors and tried to gain his trust. Everything went smoothly. We learned that they belonged to an organization called 'Initiates' and practiced a secret technique called 'Cult of Midra', which allows humans' astral bodies to ascend to the heavens, see the greatest visions, touch the edge of immortality, and obtain knowledge and corresponding abilities that can transform themselves from behind the 'Invisible Gate'." "Entrants"... "Invisible Gate"... Lumian wrote down these contents and continued to ask: "After Loki resurrected and warned you, why didn't you flee Trier?" "I have a friend," the voice replied without any emotion: "That's so boring. I have to kill a few pursuers before I can escape." This is the reason... Lumian thought that something important had caused "I have a friend" to stay in Trier: "Why don't you hide somewhere else?" "I have a friend" said calmly: "I want to see the desperation and pain of those who are chasing me." Using life to seek fun... Lumian laughed: "Don't you know the strength of the Tarot Club?" "I have a friend" thought about it and said: "That secret organization that uses tarot cards as their code name? What's their relationship with you?" Hearing this, Lumian burst into laughter, laughing so hard that he fell forward and backward, in an extremely exaggerated manner. PS: Thanks to livy37 for rewarding the Silver Alliance again and again. PS2: There will be two updates tomorrow, and there will be additional updates if there are chapters (End of this chapter)