154: Chapter 154 Who Doesn’t Have a Unique Skill Nowadays 154: Chapter 154 Who Doesn’t Have a Unique Skill Nowadays Something must be wrong with this world.
Why do they keep reminding me that I am Li Mumu?
Haven’t I already been reminded once?
[You’ve noticed something is amiss, something 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 seemed 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 time you were dragged into the Outer Dimension, it was triggered by a certain key element.]
[You saw that strange murder case in the newspaper]
[So what is the key clue this time?]
I don’t know!
Li Mumu mentally cursed, her mind still clouded with confusion.
The place was riddled with bugs, and there were no mission guides.
How has this trash game not shut down?
Did the programmers 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 come back, or if she might, like last time, not have been pulled in at all and left me to struggle on my own.
I also don’t know if it’s like last time, where only my spirit traveled here and my physical body remained behind, which would mean 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 came with me!
Alright, finally a clue.
Li Mumu still remembered 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 someone 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 me?
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 mere poke of my finger?
[Is it possible that your judgment 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 me 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.”
“Elemental Body – Miasma Giant”
“Spawned from heavy industrial pollution emissions, a new elemental lifeform with a gaseous body, can shrink or expand hundreds of times its size.
It can create dense fog to obscure perception, causing asphyxiation and poisoning.
Possesses some cognitive abilities, with no apparent weaknesses.”
“It arrives silently, killing imperceptibly.”
Distance of 0?!
Li Mumu’s pupils suddenly contracted.
Doesn’t that mean…
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 phenomenon; 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 time 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.
Something within her was awakening, and the trigger for its awakening was the moment Li Mumu became aware of its existence.
I’ve seen it, so it’s seen me!
Bodhisattva, save me!
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 moment, 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 blossomed 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 came to a sudden halt, struggling in vain a few times before bursting apart, splattering like countless clods of mud against the rust-streaked walls around.