Chapter 192 Dream Watch and Entrustment

Two days later, in the early morning, in the old city of the royal capital, on Patriot Avenue.

Among the streets in the old city where sanitary conditions are generally poor, security is chaotic at night, and garbage trucks only visit once a week on average, Patriot Avenue is definitely an exception.

It has garbage trucks that pass by once a day, patrol guards specially assigned by the Police Department, and walls that are regularly painted three times a year.

Yes, unlike other streets that are generally ignored for 20 to 30 years and don’t care even if the paint on the walls is completely peeling off, Patriot Avenue not only has special sanitation measures, but even the walls are frequently and lavishly painted. It is so neat and clean that it doesn’t even look like a street in the old city.

As for the reason...

As a street rebuilt with special funds from the Ministry of Finance to commemorate the soldiers who fought bravely in the Great Patriotic War, Patriot Avenue is not only the face of the King and Parliament, but also the residence of a large number of wounded soldiers who retired in the war six years ago. It is natural that it should receive some preferential treatment, and no one would question this.

Unfortunately, these public spending benefits do not seem to solve the widespread poverty of the laid-off soldiers, and the glorious experience of fighting for their country cannot prevent them from being violently beaten by patrolling guards when they defecate near the wall after drinking.

……

"Stop! Damn it! Pull your pants up!"

After hurriedly kicking down the drunk standing by the wall, the two patrolling guards couldn't help but look like they wanted to cry but couldn't, as they looked at the hot, fresh urine stains flowing down the fiery red wall.

Damn it! Why am I patrolling in the area I’m supposed to be on patrol again? I’m afraid my salary will be deducted again!
Seeing the drunkard being kicked down halfway through spilling his liquid on the ground, with a large stain on his pants, the two guards looked at the empty streets around them, surrounded him, and kicked and beat the drunkard with gritted teeth.

"You bastard! This wall was painted to commemorate the Great Patriotic War!"

"That's the third time this week! Damn it! Can't you guys pee somewhere else?"

"beat him!"

After kicking and beating him for a while, the two guards, who were bound to have their wages deducted, were still not satisfied when they saw the drunk curled up in silence. They dragged him to the urine stain on the wall, threw him a rag, and ordered him to wipe it clean with annoyed looks on their faces.

But after the drunk stood up trembling, he did not pick up the rag on the ground that smelled of urine. Instead, he reached into his trouser pocket and grabbed something. Then he moved his throat up and down, and with a "whoosh" he came up with a ball of thick yellow and green phlegm, which he spat at the brightly painted wall.

Then, accompanied by a soft "ding" sound, an iron battle medal with a robin feather printed on it, which could only be obtained by participating in the Great Patriotic War, was "spit" onto the memorial wall of the Great Patriotic War along with the spit.

"Patriot Avenue? Ha!"

……

Unfortunately, it's still a little bit worse.

Looking at the three hands on his watch that kept jumping but finally stopped at the "human" area and failed to successfully reach the "abnormal" area, the old man across the street with drooping mouth shook his head and said to the middle-aged man across the table:
"This person is not bad. He has a painful past and intense emotions. In every aspect, he is very close to the standard of being abnormal and has the qualifications to make the seeds "germinate".

But his soul was not pure enough, and had too many messy thoughts. Before he could become truly abnormal, he would have to go through a more unforgettable pain, which would completely plunge him into the abyss of despair...

Does he have any family?"

"Have."

Looking at the drunkard being kicked and beaten by two guards, the middle-aged man with some white hair on his temples was silent for a while, then he answered:

"Old Baggins' wife died of illness, but he has a 20-year-old son who joined us three years ago and is now responsible for purchasing daily necessities."

"Oh?"

After hearing what the middle-aged man said, the old man with a naturally crying face raised his eyelids and said with interest:

"What is their father-son relationship like?"

"Very bad."

The middle-aged man...or rather the leader of the rebel group hesitated for a moment and shook his head.
"Old Baggins was injured a lot in the Patriotic War six years ago. His right leg was pierced by a nail, and his stomach was injured by a whale oil bomb dropped from an airship. As a result, he would feel numb and itchy every time it rained, snowed or was cloudy, and he could only drink alcohol all year round to relieve the pain.

The redundancy money given by the kingdom was not much to begin with, and he spent most of it on drinking. As a result, his wife developed liver disease and died within two years. After that, he drank even more heavily, and often beat little Baggins when he was drunk, and little Baggins hated him as a father.

"That's really pitiful."

After looking at the drunk across the street with sympathy, Director Aquarius sighed:

"It's a pity, if only he had someone who would not give up no matter what and would continue to work hard to take care of his son.

In this case, as long as the last person who is unwilling to give up on him expresses complete disappointment in him, or designs a small accident for his son to forcibly extinguish the last light in his heart, he can use the outburst of pain to completely cleanse his soul.

Under the sifting of despair that has expanded to the extreme, all impurities in his soul will be eliminated, and at a certain moment only the purest obsession will exist, and through this, he will truly escape from the realm of mediocrity and successfully cross the threshold of the abnormal, but now..."

Looking at the "Soul" needle on the watch that was stuck below the abnormal line, Director Aquarius shook his head and said:

“It’s impossible.

If it was when his wife had just died, I might have been able to give him a push, but after so many years, his soul has become completely numb and covered with a thick layer of dust, and he no longer meets the conditions to become abnormal. "

"That's it..."

After everyone sighed, the middle-aged man stood up and said:

"Then let's go see the next person. Over the years, I have met many people who have the potential to become abnormal. It's a rare opportunity for you to come to see me, so why not meet them all together!"

"I'm sorry, I'm afraid it's too late."

After looking at the watch on his other hand, Director Aquarius shook his head and said:
"There will be an internal questioning against me soon. If I fail the questioning, I will have to accept the memory reading of the bureau, so I have to go back in advance to prepare. I don't have time to read them one by one."

Internal inquiry of the Cleanup Bureau?
The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, then frowned and asked:
"What happened? Aren't you one of the twelve most powerful directors? Why are you still under internal investigation? Who can investigate you?"

"Of course it's the other directors~"

Director Aquarius said indifferently:
“I have done so many things outside over the years. Although I have always been very careful and have never used my real face, it is inevitable that some traces will be left. The Cleanup Bureau is full of talented people, so there will always be people who can detect something wrong.

In other words, I was surprised to have managed to hold out until today before being questioned. Ever since the Snake Man... well... since a certain major event in the past, the world has become increasingly chaotic in recent years, with a large number of Outer Gods ready to make a move, causing many good players in the bureau to lose their lives. Otherwise, I would have been exposed long ago. "..."

"I don't know about these things."

The middle-aged man shook his head and said:
"I just want to know, when can you come back?"

"In a week or two if it's fast."

Director Aquarius added calmly:
"As you can probably guess, for an organization as large and loose as the Cleanup Bureau, it's already incredibly fast to complete the questioning of senior members within a week or two."

"What about slow ones?"

"If you're slow, you'll never be able to come back!"

Director Aquarius seemed to have remembered something interesting, and said with a smile:

“The people who questioned me this time included not only the top three directors of the bureau, but also several directors of the Huangdao branch. If I can’t get through, I’m afraid I won’t even be able to run away and will be arrested on the spot.

Well... if that's the case, then let's limit it to two weeks. If I'm not back in two weeks, you can just assume that I've been killed. Then you can run or hide. Anyway, with the concealment of your ability, there aren't many people in the bureau who can find your location."

"..."

You are really... candid...

After a somewhat speechless sigh, the middle-aged man said expressionlessly:
"Then wait until you come back after successfully questioning! I'll keep an eye on those people first."

"Well...if you want to check the qualifications of those people, you don't necessarily have to wait for me to come back."

After hearing what the middle-aged man said, Director Aquarius pondered for a moment, then took off the strange watch with six hands on his left wrist and threw it towards the leader of the rebels.

"This thing is called the Dream Watch. Its original ability was to realize dreams, but after I modified it, it can also check if a person has the potential to become abnormal. All it takes is a drop of blood or hair as a mark."

As Director Aquarius spoke, he stretched out his finger and tapped the cover of his watch, pointing at the hands below and explaining:
"These six pointers are divided into three groups, representing the past and future, the body and the soul, and the personality and emotions. If one pointer in each of these three groups reaches an abnormal range, it proves that this person has the qualifications to receive the 'seed'.

Like the gentleman opposite, called Old Baggins, his 'past' pointer and 'emotion' pointer have reached the abnormal range, but the 'soul' pointer has not reached the standard, so there is still a lack of conditions for the seeds to germinate, and it is unlikely to become abnormal. "

Past, future, soul, body, personality and emotions?

After carefully memorizing the meaning of these six pointers, the middle-aged man looked at these three sets of strange pointers engraved with strange patterns and asked in confusion:

"Why is it that if only one person in a group moves, it is enough to become an anomaly?"

"Hmm... it's a little hard to explain... Well, you can think of the world as a canvas and everyone as a pen."

Director Aquarius thought for a moment, dipped his finger in coffee, drew a brown water mark on the tablecloth, and then continued to explain:

“A person’s past experiences and his future development are the handwriting he has drawn and will draw in the world; and whether he has a unique soul or a wonderful body determines the technique of the pen when painting, whether it is realistic or abstract.

As for personality and emotions, the former determines how a person will treat the world, while the latter is how a person will respond to the world after experiencing it, which is equivalent to the color traces drawn by the pen on the canvas. "

Looking at the middle-aged man who seemed somewhat confused, Director Aquarius sighed and said:

“To put it simply, these three sets of indicators are about exploring what a person paints in the world, what techniques he uses, and what kind of paint he uses.

Therefore, if each of these three sets of pointers has an 'abnormal' characteristic, it can guarantee that the painting drawn by this pen will also be 'abnormal'. At that time, I only need to provide a little help, and this abnormal pen will be able to draw a painting called 'abnormal'...

do you understand? "

"I probably understand..."

After nodding with some confidence, the middle-aged man said curiously:
"What if all six pointers move? What kind of anomalies can such a person create?"

"If someone could really make all six hands move..."

Director Aquarius frowned and said:
"That's a painful past, a great future, a strong body, a pure soul, a paranoid personality, crazy emotions... To be honest, if you meet such a person, I suggest you run away as soon as possible."

"what?"

“If such a person really exists, whether he is good or evil, he is bound to completely change the world and set off an extremely terrible wave.

The abnormal things derived from this kind of people are like the most gorgeous and crazy colors, combined with the most unbridled and wild brushwork, to create an extremely magnificent painting... Of course, it may also be a painting that destroys everything."

"..."

"In short, change is scary, especially for people like you and me who are not good people. If you follow him and add fuel to the fire, you will probably die. If you stand opposite him and try to stop the tide, the result will be even more fatal.

So if you really meet this kind of person, don't think about anything unnecessary, don't do anything unnecessary, just stay as far away from him as possible."

"All right……"

"Besides, this watch isn't left with you for nothing."

After looking at the middle-aged man with a dazed look in his eyes, Director Aquarius raised his hand, pointed in the direction of the police department, and said seriously:
"In addition to checking other people's qualifications to become anomalies, this thing can also help you find the anomalies I created... Don't forget what you promised me!"

"You mean... the stuff in the red-haired chief's drawer?"

"Correct."

Director Aquarius nodded and said seriously:
"There was something very important to me, in that woman's drawer, in the shape of a photograph.

Normally you wouldn't have a chance, but this time she's the one questioning me, so when the questioning begins, you can sneak into the Cleanup Bureau through the [Gate to the Other World] while she's away.

Next, the hands of the [Dream Watch] will automatically lead you to find the photo I want. If you can successfully bring it back to me, I will definitely give you a satisfactory reward. "

(End of this chapter)

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