The Modern Age of the Mysterious Chapter 122

Sean opened his eyes. He recalled for a while before he remembered that he was on the second floor of the Centennial Tavern.

In order not to disturb Sean's rest after the activation of the moon wheel, Louie and Steve had already gone down.

There was a faint sound of the piano under the floor, and it was the handwriting of the moonlight.

The faint chatter and laughter in the tavern made people feel peaceful.

He was covered with a woolen blanket and felt warm all over.

As if after a sweet and transparent sleep, Sean felt extremely awake.

Without dispersing the psychic observation, Sean can feel that he has become different.

Whether it is physical or mental, because of discovering the energy of returning to nature, they have become much stronger.

Sean's ego became clearer, more transparent and firmer, as if nothing could shake him.

"It used to be the most intense wine..." Sean closed his eyes and felt it for a while, "Now it's a middle-grade mead, and it's the soul strength that can only be possessed by a queen."

The use of the esoteric itself has become more comfortable.

All uses involving esoteric properties, whether in terms of power, duration, or number of uses, have been improved.

Sean sat up with satisfaction and stretched.

The brain is refreshed, like a lush forest washed by heavy rain.

"In the scene of the ceremony just now, I seem to see the appearance of the root of God?

"The root of God appeared shortly after my soul was born. Is it my soul's companion?"

Having never been involved or exposed to mysticism or spirituality, Sean never realized that he had such a gift deep in his soul.

It was not until the collective of grievances on the Central Avenue tried to steal their souls that the mysterious curtain was lifted and Sean learned that he had the "God Root"...

"What happened to the root of God?" Thinking so, Sean put his thoughts into the root of God.

When he just woke up, Sean noticed that Shengen had that faint feeling of change again.

That changed when Sean entered the "private museum" in the Roots of God.

The pure spirituality activated by the moon wheel rippled in the museum, like a gust of wind, swaying away the fog that originally surrounded the surroundings.

Sean saw the fog around the museum dissipate, revealing a circle of tall filing cabinets.

"File cabinet?" Doubts just surfaced in Sean's mind. As the owner of Shengen, he instantly understood the expanded meaning of Shengen.

With some sense of surprise, Sean tried to "retrieve" the information.

In the surrounding "jungle" composed of filing cabinets, there was the sound of drawers opening.

Stored in the filing cabinet are all the written materials that Sean has read before, including books, newspapers, magazines and so on.

His memory improved to a new level and became "unforgettable".

And it will be permanently saved in the "file cabinet" and can be retrieved at any time.

According to what Sean had just retrieved, books, newspapers and magazines with relevant information came to the center of the museum like birds, and appeared in front of Sean, and the keywords radiated golden light on the paper...

"All the books and newspapers that I have browsed before were originally stored in the subconscious, which cannot be freely accessed and will be slowly forgotten.

"The advent of filing cabinets has turned them into archives that will be preserved forever and can be retrieved instantaneously under various conditions."

In order to get a piece of information, others have to spend countless hours searching through the vast sea of ​​data.

And Sean can retrieve relevant information during pitching.

"and…"

Sean looked at the issue of the New Testament Times that recorded the "Judas Ring" report: "The rubbings of archival materials in private museums will not be affected by the silence sign..."

Sean clenched his fist: "This will be an important weapon for me to explore all kinds of mists!"

The explorer playing cards in the chest began to vibrate, and the time to assemble and set off was determined.

According to the positioning of the explorer's playing cards, the gathering place for this mission is set at the explorer's center.

There were still two hours before the assembly time, and Sean carried Moonlight to the "Black Market God Product Transfer Point" that he had planned to visit.

Sean can buy all kinds of divine power items here at prices far below the market in the name of providing them to his subordinate explorers.

Sean's Renault L-car pulled into the dock area and parked in a corner that was hard to notice.

According to the map obtained from Daisy, travel through the wooden chests stacked like a maze.

Because of Daisy's connections and bribes, indoctrination officers and customs enforcers wouldn't visit the area, so the business was very safe.

In addition, Sean found that the location of this transit point was indeed very secretive and remote, and there were secret guards on the way. If it wasn't for Sean's visit, the guards would have already raised the alarm.

After walking out of the maze of wooden boxes, Sean finally found a very inconspicuous dock warehouse.

The guard had seen the photo of Sean and knew that he was one of the boss' business partners, so he respectfully welcomed the big man into the warehouse.

The transfer point is not the place where the sales of this business take place. Daisy's subordinates store the divine products obtained through special channels here, and then transfer them to various places in the city for sale.

Sean is here only because it is more convenient to choose and buy.

There are more types of gods in the transfer point than vending machines and official channels. Because it can make up for the shortcomings of many explorers who lack the magic of the Salvation Church, there are many supplies such as call sign rosary, holy flame indulgence, and holy oracle silver coins. Relatively few gods are in stock here.

Not only that, but the Daisy Gang is also involved in some black market arms and ammunition transactions, so Sean can directly achieve one-stop supply at the transfer point at the dock.

Moonlight still has no plans to buy anything.

Sean, who had just performed the Moon Wheel Ceremony, had only $40 left in his pocket. With the automatic pistol, the demand for bullets increased significantly. He bought two magazines and 50 rounds of pistol caliber bullets.

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In addition to these, six general-purpose esoteric bullets, two holy silver coins, and two holy light bullets made Sean almost wiped out his wealth, and he still had 2 NZD 15 cents left in his pocket, which was only enough for three days. Vegetable money.

After the purchase, the two drove directly back to the explorer center and met two other teammates in the mission center.

One person wears a "Shovel Fighter" mask with high cheekbones and a rough temperament, which is a typical jack-level "degenerate" mask.

Many explorers have an instinctive dislike for wild degenerates, but Sean and Moonlight have no such prejudice - degenerates are very powerful in a state of rage, and they are also immune to attacks in the spiritual domain to a certain extent. Pretty reliable teammate.

The other person's mask is a clown wearing a hood.

Clowns are usually very flamboyant, they will wear brightly colored clothes to make others laugh. But the clown on this mask is wearing a hood and seems to be reluctant to see people for some shady reason - "The Clown Hermit", a mask with outstanding agility, psychic use and occult knowledge, which can often serve as the core of the squad , the only downside is that the clown hermits are a bit withdrawn. In real life, they are usually geniuses with extremely high IQs and no interest in interpersonal relationships.

Compared with the previous encounter, this time the teammates are obviously stronger, and the other two are seniors.

The "Stone Fighter" wore a loose shirt and overalls, with blue veins bulging under the rolled up sleeves, and his eyes reflected the yellow light unique to the degenerates...

When they first met, he seemed to be talking to the clown hermit. After seeing the mist and the court musician, he observed it coldly and said, "My name is Doug. You have seen a man over 1.9 meters tall before. The Stygian Coin Picker?"

Chapter end