154: Chapter 154 Who Doesn’t Have a Unique Skill Nowadays 154: Chapter 154 Who Doesn’t Have a Unique Skill Nowadays Sothing must be wrong with this world.
Why do they keep reminding that I am Li Mumu?
Haven’t I already been reminded once?
[You’ve noticed sothing is amiss, sothing isn’t right.]
[You need to gather more information to determine your current state.]
[This isn’t your room]
Li Mumu looked around and sure enough, it wasn’t her room.
Although the architectural layout seed no different, this place was like a damp dungeon…no, since it was on a ship, it should be said it looked more like a cheap cabin in the third-class section of the ship’s hold.
Only the third-class cabin was damp and stuffy, whereas here it was damp and icy cold.
Most importantly, her luggage and the books she’d placed on the bed were gone.
Li Mumu reached out to turn the doorknob, but it wouldn’t budge, as if it had been welded in place.
Am I in a dream?
[It might not be that simple]
Li Mumu lifted her hand, and a strand of red string slid off her arm, winding itself around her wrist and tying itself into a concentric knot.
[You feel the protection of the Guiding Bodhisattva]
[According to The Sutra of Guiding the Deceased to the Afterlife, the vast majority of coastal cities in the Pacific Rim, as well as the trade routes, and ferries, are all within the divine protection range of the Guiding Bodhisattva.]
[You recall that the last ti you were dragged into the Outer Dinsion, it was triggered by a certain key elent.]
[You saw that strange murder case in the newspaper]
[So what is the key clue this ti?]
I don’t know!
Li Mumu ntally cursed, her mind still clouded with confusion.
The place was riddled with bugs, and there were no mission guides.
How has this trash ga not shut down?
Did the programrs delete the database and run off with the servers?
I can’t open the door, I’m completely trapped in this room.
Who knows when Wendy will co back, or if she might, like last ti, not have been pulled in at all and left to struggle on my own.
I also don’t know if it’s like last ti, where only my spirit traveled here and my physical body remained behind, which would an I might return after a while.
I don’t know anything, it’s so irritating…
Wait a minute!
Just as Li Mumu was about to go insane from boredom, her fingers inadvertently touched the notebook she’d stuffed into her pocket.
This thing also ca with !
Alright, finally a clue.
Li Mumu still rembered the purpose of this notebook, which was to detect magic objects nearby.
She didn’t know if it would still work after being handled by soone else.
She had seen the nine white pebbles on the dock; logically the other party should have already completed the process of establishing ownership.
So how did he have the courage to provoke ?
Could he not see “Netherworld Angel Anhelica’s Voter” and “Anhelica’s Talisman” written on the notebook?
Besides, after thinking about it calmly, he’s had this notebook for several days; didn’t he bother to equip himself with a couple of proper items to protect himself?
If he’d had even a slight self-defense capability, how could he have been killed by a re poke of my finger?
[Is it possible that your judgnt of the notebook’s uses is mistaken?]
[You recall Wendy once said that the notebook also had the ability to communicate with people.]
I can’t figure it out, it’s giving a headache.
Li Mumu couldn’t figure it out, so she simply didn’t ponder over it and just flipped open the notebook.
As expected, the familiar cursive Latin script appeared.
“Detection of Netherworld Angel Anhelica’s Voter…”
“Detection of Netherworld Angel Anhelica’s Talisman…”
However, these two lines of text erased themselves almost as soon as they appeared, so quickly that Li Mumu almost thought she was hallucinating.
“Detection of the Miasma Giant, distance 0.”
“Elental Body – Miasma Giant”
“Spawned from heavy industrial pollution emissions, a new elental lifeform with a gaseous body, can shrink or expand hundreds of tis its size.
It can create dense fog to obscure perception, causing asphyxiation and poisoning.
Possesses so cognitive abilities, with no apparent weaknesses.”
“It arrives silently, killing imperceptibly.”
Distance of 0?!
Li Mumu’s pupils suddenly contracted.
Doesn’t that an…
Just as she realized this, the damp air in the room grew heavier without warning.
Wisps of smoke drifted from her mouth and nose, bit by bit taking the air from her lungs, plunging her into a state of suffocation.
The Red String on her wrist twisted frantically, but it did nothing to alleviate her agony.
This isn’t a Curse!
Seeing the abnormality with the Red String, Li Mumu quickly grasped part of the truth.
[It’s not a Curse, it’s a physical phenonon; it’s inside your body.]
[To be precise, you have stolen its body!]
As more and more smoke spewed from her mouth and nose, Li Mumu could no longer afford to think about whether the voice in her head was real or not.
Alone and unsupported, she had to find a way to save herself.
Following the secret technique taught in “The Sutra of Guiding the Deceased to the Afterlife”, Li Mumu struggled to bite her finger, wrapped the Red String around it, and quickly wrote a talisman on the ground with the blood from her fingertip.
“Maha Jiedi, Bodhisattva who Guides the Dead through the three thousand worlds!”
There were too many strokes!
By the ti she got to Maha Jiedi, Li Mumu’s mind was as numb as if she had drunk half a catty of fake alcohol, her vision blurred, and her ears buzzing.
Sothing within her was awakening, and the trigger for its awakening was the mont Li Mumu beca aware of its existence.
I’ve seen it, so it’s seen !
Bodhisattva, save !
Li Mumu’s mouth could no longer speak; she could only scream internally.
But she was too slow.
Before she could finish the last stroke, the smoke ejecting from her mouth and nose had already taken on a blood hue.
The last bit of air in her lungs was sucked out, followed by the blood in her lung lobes.
An invisible hook brutally tugged at her lung lobes, as if trying to drag all her internal organs out through her mouth.
Above her on the ceiling, a mass of blood-colored smoke was slowly congealing into a human shape.
Yet at that mont, a right hand gently pressed down on Li Mumu’s twitching right hand, seized her finger, and completed the writing on the ground.
With a flick of the Red String, it wrapped around Li Mumu’s own neck, and in an instant decapitated her head from her neck.
Then, it replaced it with another head.
Li Mumu opened her eyes again, the Blood-Colored Manjusaka in her right pupil blossod quickly, withered, and turned into pitch-black mud.
Her right eye’s sclera turned pitch black in an instant.
“Evil obstacle!”
The blood-colored smoke that had just congealed into a human shape on the ceiling ca to a sudden halt, struggling in vain a few tis before bursting apart, splattering like countless clods of mud against the rust-streaked walls around.
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