Odd Containment Specialist.

Chapter 942 The World Should Be Like This
“Senior, please take your time to think about it. There are still many people I need to notify.” Ke Hen sighed. “This is such a hassle. If you had the potential to observe, I could lend you the [Observer] directly so you could see those people’s memories. What a pity.”

Xia Shou ignored Ke Hen's complaints and pondered the possibility of the method he had just thought of.

Using a pocket watch... perhaps that would work, but is the remaining amount really reliable? If Sprite's attack isn't the kind that's a one-shot deal, then this path won't work.

Damn it, if I hadn't condensed the mask in the second book, I could have used the Blood Demon Mode, which takes over from my post-death instincts, to forcefully confront Sprite. Although I probably wouldn't have won, it would have been a viable option.

This is a real headache. This problem must be solved, otherwise we can't fight the enemy. But we only have so little time left, and it feels like there's no way we can come up with a solution.

I didn't feel this urgency even when I was catching up on homework on the last day of summer vacation. What's even more desperate is that I can't just give up. I'm completely exhausted.

Time passed slowly amidst intense contemplation, while the progress bar of the shadowy figure before him gradually advanced. When Xia Shou noticed it again, the progress bar had reached 99%.

[Evolution complete...]

Xia Shou's attention was drawn to the shadowy figure.

Perhaps, the evolved Shadow will bring a new turning point.

【Name: Merlin's Shadow】

[Introduction: What kind of shadow is it?]

[Current Stage: Tier 3]

【Effect: Can devour corpses from Lv5 to LV7, greatly increasing the digestion time of the corpse, but can be completely devoured directly and then slowly digested in the shadows.】

All ingested matter below level five will be digested into residue.

The relics of false gods can be stored in the shadows.

The mask of desire has been refined—though the power and longing within it converge, it is ultimately not pure enough, with impurities and essence mixed together, like a flawed white jade or a slightly blemished gem. The shadow of Merlin has washed it away.

You have obtained [Blood Demon's Satisfying Mask].

【The Blood Demon's Satisfied Face】

[Introduction: A glimpse of a spot reveals the whole leopard; a drop of blood reveals the sea of ​​blood.]

Those with insight can pluck a single leaf to obscure Mount Tai, or pick up a mustard seed to lift Mount Sumeru.

You are satisfied with this drop of blood.

(Impurities have been removed, and power has been fully integrated.)

[Effect: Indescribable, the power within the mask no longer comes at a price, and all useless appearances have been removed.]

Don the mask, and you become the new Blood Demon.

[The cost: None, but your Blood Demon House has already appeared, hidden deep within your desires.]

Xia Shou frowned, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.

He couldn't help but be surprised; he never expected that letting the shadow evolve would cause such a huge change.

Without his knowledge, the shadowy figure had already refined the mask, without even asking for his permission! He didn't even know what this "refinement" was all about!

Moreover, the description of the mask is also very frightening, saying that he is already a blood demon!

Does that mean he's now an anomalous individual?
And what does it mean that the Blood Demon House has already appeared?
The effects of the new mask are unclear, but judging from the literal meaning, it seems that all the original skills no longer require incurring negative consequences.

If this conjecture is correct, then no matter how long one uses the Blood Fear Revolver, one's hands will not lose sensation.

Perpetual Injury: Even if the target does not die, the injury can be healed.

Even when using the Blood Boil of the Owl, the thrown items won't be invisible. This significantly increases the mask's strength and greatly reduces its original weaknesses.

But Xia Shou felt that it wouldn't stop there. Judging from the introduction alone, the changes to the mask were significant and far more than that.

Just then, Xia Shou's phone rang; it was Jiang Wengao calling.

Upon answering, Jiang Wengao's first words were: "Brother Shou, you can go to Blood Dynasty and wait there. Make the necessary preparations, but you need to be there before nine o'clock tonight."

Xia Shouyi exclaimed in surprise: "So fast?!"

"It's that fast! Now is probably the best time. Although we can be better prepared later, they will be the same. There are no secrets in the world. The Six Eyes Cult, established by the ancient calendar, did not survive to the present day for nothing."

In short, after a while, Huangfu Zuoren's ghost king friend will beat Zhang Heping to it and help us spread false information.

She would tell Sprite the false news that we were about to destroy the Heart of the Rending King.

Barring any unforeseen circumstances, Spreadt will advance into the mortal realm with his trusted confidants as quickly as possible.

"If everything goes smoothly, Brother Bai and the others on the other two fronts can intercept everyone except Spreadt. In the end, only Spreadt will arrive in the 16th century. Then it'll be up to you guys," Jiang Wengao said.

"Why does this plan sound so crude?"

"We've polished every detail to the extreme. We've fabricated false information that can fool Sprite, and we've gotten that Ghost King friend to go back and spread it. We've also worked on the combat strength configuration of Brother Bai and his team. It's a huge project to get everything down to the smallest detail."

And... well, let's talk about it when we get there. I'm coming with you guys too, we can chat on the way."

Jiang Wengao, who was in his office, hung up the phone. His eyes were empty and lifeless, like a dead man.

Jiang Wengao remained seated for a few seconds, then opened his phone, tapped on the profile picture of the nurse who had taken care of him in his chat contacts.

He typed out the message, "Miss Xiao, I like you," lingered on the send button for half a minute, and then silently deleted it.

He sighed, put his phone back in his pocket, and turned to leave the office.

Ke Hen was standing by the office door, leaning against the wall. When he saw Jiang Wengao come out, he asked, "Are you really going to do that?"

"Well, that's the only way. That should be enough to win, right?" Jiang Wengao said with a wry smile.

"Fool."

"I'm leaving," Jiang Wengao said, and walked straight out.

As Ke Hen watched Jiang Wengao's figure grow smaller and smaller, he opened his phone and sent a text message to Xia Shou...

Jiang Wengao walked out of the control bureau's gate. Outside, people were coming and going. Across the street, a Jianghuai cuisine restaurant had just opened. The ground was covered with firecracker debris, and dozens of people were queuing up in a long line, making it quite lively.

At the nearby intersection, a food delivery scooter was blocked by a car that had taken a wrong turn, and the driver was cursing.

"It's Saturday today..." Jiang Wengao muttered to himself.

Tomorrow is a holiday, so there are probably a lot of people out and about.

That's great, nobody knows the world is going to end.

No, it is precisely because the world will not end that it should be as it is now.

As Jiang Wengao was lost in thought, he spotted Xia Shou leaning against a transport truck eating kebabs from afar.

So he walked over and said, "Brother Shou, let's go."

"Okay, get in the car." Xia Shou opened the car door and gestured to Su Weiyu beside him.

(End of this chapter)