338: Chapter 74 Half a Lifeti in Battle, in the Jingling Court (Seeking Monthly Votes)_3 338: Chapter 74 Half a Lifeti in Battle, in the Jingling Court (Seeking Monthly Votes)_3 “[What you see before you is the underground door of the research institute, behind which are sealed many unusual sources such as a mask that lures people to wear it, a hooded figure who must be constantly stared at otherwise it kills, sardine tins that appear only at night and attack anyone who speaks, and so forth.]”
“[Each of these abnormal entities or objects has caused nurous human deaths.
So are said to have originated from activities of cult followers, intentionally created by humans; others co from radium radiation sickness.
Those who are infected by radium radiation and die may spontaneously generate a ‘Sealed Object’ around them, the weaker ones causing no more harm than an ant, the stronger ones directly causing hundreds of thousands of deaths.]”
“[Only now do you realize that there have always been mysterious, unknown murderers in the world, because there are those who carry the weight and move forward.]”
“[However, you are still just a novice rookie.
You need at least a Level III clearance to view the Level 3 Sealed Objects on the first floor, otherwise your spiritual pressure is too low, which may lead to accidents.]”
“[‘Spiritual pressure?’ you express your own doubts.]”
“Christina says, ‘Spiritual pressure is the strength of the soul.
One explanation is that the birth of a Sealed Object stems from the deceased infectees—’Spirit’.'”
“[‘Therefore, the stronger the soul strength of the agents, the better they can resist the influence of powerful Sealed Objects.’]”
“[As she speaks, she points to an object next to you that resembles a weighing scale, ‘This is called a spiritual pressure scale, it can asure your soul strength.
For a novice rookie like you, the spiritual pressure won’t exceed 5.
A Level 3 Sealed Object has a spiritual pressure of about 10, enough to gradually lead you into the Abyss, eventually resulting in horrific events.
As for a Level I agent like myself, the spiritual pressure is at least 30.’]”
“[As she speaks, she steps onto the spiritual pressure scale which displays the value: thirty-eight!]”
“[‘How about that?
Impressive, right?’ your foster mother Christina raises her eyebrow at you, showing a face that seeks praise.]”
“[‘So that’s it, a Sealed Object is sothing endowed with ‘Spirit.’ The Spirits naturally born from the deceased infectees, as well as those summoned by cult rituals, are endangering this world…’ you ponder, then pull out a scepter and ask, ‘Mom, this is sothing I encountered in a cult ritual before, could it also be a Sealed Object?’]”
“[Your mother smiles gently, ‘Child, if this were a Sealed Object, you would have been dead by now!
The cult activities you encountered are quite rudintary, rely involving organizations that do not deal with the existence of Spirits.’]”
“[‘Oh, is that so?’ you think to yourself that indeed they did not involve Spirits, because they summoned the Evil God itself, an entity more sinister and powerful than Spirits.
Therefore, you insist, ‘Could it possibly be one?’]”
“[‘Well, let’s test it then.’ Christina places the scepter you brought up on the scale, and the next second, the needle of the spiritual pressure scale shoots past its upper limit of 100.]”
“[‘Holy shit, what level of spiritual pressure is this?’ Christina’s eyes widen in astonishnt.]”
“[Thinking of sothing, she has you also stand on the spiritual pressure scale, which similarly shows over 100.]”
“[‘Broken?
It was just fine a mont ago.’ Christina’s eyes widen as she prepares to stand on it again to check.]”
“[However, the next mont, a series of screams suddenly emanate from within the gates of the containnt area.]”
“[Then, the door on the first floor of the containnt area blew open, followed by the second floor’s door, then the last, the third floor’s door, including the isolation glass doors of all secure rooms housing the Sealed Objects.]”
“[Nurous guards inside died on the spot, their deaths too grisly to behold.
The alarm blares loudly, the entire underground containnt facility plunging into chaos.]”
“[The first to burst out is a strange crystal ball.
The mont you see the crystal ball, your images appear inside it.]”
“[‘How is it possible, why would a Level 1 Sealed Object co out!’ Christina exclaims as she rushes over to embrace you, trying to protect you, but the incident is too sudden, and she is unable to prepare adequate protection; thus, she lts right before your eyes.]”
“[‘What the fuck?’ you exclaim in shock, and then you lose your vision, hearing, taste, sll, and all other sensory perceptions.]”
“[As you lose consciousness, the last thing you hear is a man crying out, ‘Dammit, who was it!
Who opened the doors aaaaah…’]”
“[December 25, 2096, Flodari State, Raccoon City Research Institute’s containnt failure.]”
“[Two Level 1 Sealed Objects, sixteen Level 2 Sealed Objects, one hundred and thirty-two Level 3 Sealed Objects, all uncontrolled, whereabouts unknown.]”
“[All researchers and agents of the Raccoon City Research Institute, none survived, all sacrificed in this battle.]”
“[Including you.]”
“[You died.]”
“Ah?”
“What the heck?”
“Am I dead already?”
Xu Shu stared at the pitch-black screen in front of him, his eyes wide and his mouth agape, feeling sowhat baffled.
“Could it be that the scepter I brought caused the riot?”
“But that doesn’t make sense, if it was my doing, why didn’t it begin from the start?
Why wait until I went to weigh myself?”
“This clearly doesn’t make logical sense…
it definitely wasn’t because of …”
“What a pity, Christina was actually quite nice to …”
Xu Shu covered his face.
But since it’s already co to this, there’s nothing that can be done about the ending.
“This ti, although my fate was only blue-green, I triggered key words of ‘Heavenly Defiance’ and even faced the Evil God directly.
I’m sure the rewards won’t be too bad.”
Xu Shu quietly waited, preparing for the dizziness in his brain once the legend ended.
However, after waiting for a long ti, everything in front of him was still pitch black, and nothing happened.
“…You’ve got to be kidding ?” Xu Shu’s heart skipped, wondering if there was another unexpected mishap.
But just then, the pitch-black image in front of him shifted and a new scene appeared.
“After your body died, your spirit survived, your spiritual pressure surpassed 100, you are an independent ‘Spirit’!”
“Also, your caretaker Aunt Christina preserved her spirit as well, rging into the scepter and becoming a special Level 0 Sealed Object—given the scepter’s unique look similar to a Weigela staff, let’s call it the Weigela Scepter.”
“You roam the earth with the Weigela Scepter, and at this mont, Raccoon City has fallen into chaos.
A large number of Sealed Objects that escaped from the Research Institute are hiding in civilian areas across Raccoon City, secretly killing people.”
“And you, possessing the ‘Spirit’ of the Weigela Scepter—Arthur, you wander the earth.
On one hand, you seek out those damned Sealed Objects, devouring their power to strengthen yourself, and on the other hand you seek out so cultists, starting your special journey of ritual sacrifice.”
“You sacrifice wherever you go, knowing your unique high spiritual pressure cos from the King of Infinity, Arthas, you tirelessly sacrifice followers of various religious sects, irrespective of whether they worship Arthas or not, you treat them all the sa and sacrifice them all.”
“Your power grows day by day, and throughout Flodari State, tales begin to spread of the ‘Terrifying Mysterious Scepter, the Mortal Spokesperson of the Evil God,’ causing widespread panic.”
“This matter has completely slipped out of the Research Institute’s control, and they, risking the chance of being prosecuted, have relayed the ssage to an even more secret organization.”
“In the spring of 2097, you encounter a man with white hair and white eyes.”
“‘Finally found you!’ He freezes you and takes you back to a strange underground circular do, divided from inside to out into three layers, each circle of walls tall and pristine white.”
“‘Where is this?’ You can’t move, but you can tell they don’t seem to harbor ill will towards you, in fact, everyone is extrely happy to see you—the fervency in their eyes almost spilling over.”
“It’s just like a wolf eyeing a sheep, a lecherous wolf looking at an utterly unguarded cute girl.”
“An old man, whose eyebrows reach his knees and who clearly commands imnse respect, his body exaggeratedly muscular, cos forward and tells you, this place is—”
“‘Jingling Court!'”
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