Mystery: Mr. Witch and Ms. Hunter

Chapter 236 Diary and Miracle

Of course, Wendy was overthinking this time. But it was not her fault. After all, it was easy to make such a misjudgment after hearing the news from a fellow villager.

In short, Wendy quickly finished her lunch, said goodbye to Adele in a hurry, returned to her room, and couldn't wait to take out the diaries and read them.

"February 2th. Since there is no similar holiday in this world, I almost forgot that today is Valentine's Day. To remind myself, I plan to go find the witch I met last month. She left a deep impression on me, but I have to find a way to avoid Bernadette. I can't let her find out that her old father went out to celebrate Valentine's Day without her knowledge, otherwise she might ignore me!"

"On April 4, Edwards told me that one of the ships responsible for transferring the wealth I found in the elven ruins sank in the abyssal whirlpool area. If we hire someone to salvage it, it will not only be time-consuming and laborious, but it may also not be worth the effort."

"So, I decided to let my men spread similar rumors, and then have them keep an eye on changes in the market. Once someone sells something similar, I will immediately find a way to trace the source and take back the wealth from him. Well, this is what the Fourth Calamity should do!"

Emperor, you’ve starved the giant pandas to death... Go grab the bamboo shoots!

As Wendy complained, she couldn't help but think of similar things.

Roselle felt that the cost of salvaging was too high because he was from Intis, and it was indeed expensive to salvage something in the northern part of the Sonia Sea and the territory of the Church of Storms. However, Adele was also going to the Abyss Whirlpool this time, so should he find a way to reveal similar news to her?

The emperor had been assassinated for nearly two hundred years, and even if there was an arrangement, it was unlikely that it would have lasted that long for the treasure on a ship. In fact, the executors were likely to have been guillotined in the chaos after the emperor's death.

Wendy knew the performance of the Honeysuckle Queen very well. If she used this ship to salvage the ship, she might be able to salvage something...

After finally collecting her thoughts, Wendy turned to the next page of her diary.

"August 8th. To be honest, I don't know what to write. Since I decided to leave some information for future travelers not long ago, I have been writing down all kinds of information in Chinese in my diary. From role-playing methods to various mystical common sense and various precautions, I think there should be nothing missing."

But I didn't see it! Wendy felt as if she had returned to her childhood when she had no money to buy books and could only rely on the few lines of introduction on the book jacket to guess the content of the novel.

When it comes to disappointing people, the Emperor never disappoints...

Trying hard to control her restlessness, Wendy opened the last page of Russell's diary.

This page is somewhat different from the previous ones. Not only is there no date, but the handwriting is also abnormally distorted and weird, completely different from the distortion caused by repeated copying on the previous pages. It seems that the person who wrote the diary had some degree of mental problems from the beginning.

"It's damn cold on the moon..."

"Deep in the starry sky, there is a second blue planet that looks like a soap bubble that will burst if you poke it."

"Where should I go back to? Where is my hometown? When is it my hometown? Who is my hometown? What is my hometown?"

Those Chinese characters were interconnected and overlapped with each other, carrying an indescribable meaning of madness that existed in every blurred Chinese character, forming a desperate vortex that enveloped Wendy's spirit and was about to suck it in completely!
What Adele got was just the diary of Emperor Roselle that had been copied countless times. Therefore, she, who did not understand Chinese, was not infected by the knowledge contained in it. This also made Wendy ignore the possibility that there was a problem with Roselle's diary!
Although this was not contamination from an alien god, it directly involved a mythical creature that had gone mad because of it, an angel in a state of despair. The information He left behind was deadly enough for a Low-Sequence Beyonder.

Unseen by Adele, the skin of the Heart Stealer Lip Gloss in her purse had a color that she had never seen before. Not as a physical feature, but as something that existed as pure color, unlike any color in the known spectrum.

Wendy felt that the air around her began to become sticky, damp and harmful, and she saw a strange and unfamiliar faint fluorescence appearing on her body surface.

However, just as her consciousness was about to disappear, the pocket watch hanging on her chest suddenly turned counterclockwise. Then, Wendy's body was completely swallowed by the colorful colors, forming a flowing strange color block on the ground.

About twenty minutes later, the movement of the color block gradually stopped, and its back cracked strangely like a silkworm chrysalis. The lazy lady with red hair and green eyes stood up from her former body and broke free from the dead and strange color.

After Wendy escaped from the color block, the flowing color died completely. All the colors on it disappeared, and it turned into fragile gray-white dust, which was blown out of the window by the wind, and the problematic Russell diary also flew out of the window.

Wendy stood in the middle of the room like that. She didn't know how long it was before she fell to the ground due to the shaking of the cabin and hit her head on the table leg. This made her completely sober, but she completely forgot about what was on that page of the diary.

Among the four long scales on the mysterious pocket watch, the one corresponding to 12 o'clock gradually turned white, and finally turned into a dead transparent insect, falling out silently from the gap in the mechanical structure.

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At the same time, deep in the starry sky, Fors was looking at the blue planet in front of her in amazement. Her spirit had an inexplicable sense of familiarity, and her mood was inexplicably agitated.

"This is where?"

Fors asked without thinking. Amon brought her to this planet, so He must know where this place is.

"To some extent, this is your hometown... Hehe, a more accurate description would be, the reflection of your hometown."

Amon's voice came into Fors' mind. For some reason, Fors heard an unprecedented emotion in Amon's tone, which was fear that was being concealed with all efforts.

"Reflection? What does that mean?"

Fors hesitated for a moment, but continued to ask.

"That is to say, the environment and even the people living here are the same as the world you know. These two worlds overlap in some way and can influence each other when certain conditions are met."

Amon's tone was erratic. After a while, he continued slowly:

"It's just that the people here don't believe in the Seven Gods, but the beings in the 'starry sky'."

(End of this chapter)