Mystery: Survival from the Secret Doll

Chapter 303 302 Gale
Solving this problem of spiritual pollution in terms of "concepts" is a problem that only "Level 2" or even "Level 1" ritual masters need to face.

And the sources of these pollutants are actually quite obvious.

Klein glanced at his feet, at the solid ground beneath him, wondering what kind of random things might be hidden there.

Whether it's the distorted station signs, the black smoke from burning people, or those snail-like people and vortex-like people, or the current strong winds and heavy rain, all these things originate from something underground.

Does this thing actually exist?

Klein couldn't help but think that if this thing existed, anything that could cause the entire town to become abnormal must be at the level of a "1" level sealed artifact, or even at the level of a "0" level sealed artifact that could influence the world's structure, in order to achieve such a large-scale mutation and "conceptual" pollution.

But whatever it is, it's not a good product.

Klein didn't think he could see any problems or solve issues at this level with his Sequence 9.

But if you can't see it in Sequence 9, why not try it above the gray fog?
The moment the thought popped into Klein's mind, his consciousness became momentarily blurred.

Neither Fors nor Anderson noticed that a black silk top hat flashed past their teammate's eyes.

The top hat seemed to contain something, and it was gently placed on Klein's head.

The idea of ​​heading above the gray fog to use the mysterious space above the gray fog to see the core issues of this place was quickly dissuaded by a rapid surge of thoughts such as "it might be discovered by that Nicolas Flamel," "there is obviously a big anomaly here," and "this cannot be exposed for the time being, as well as the secret that I am a time traveler," forming a logically consistent and airtight solution.

Klein's consciousness was being deceived, but he himself was unaware of it.

For some reason, Klein always had an urge to take something out of his pocket and put it in his right eye socket.

"Too strange……"

In the end, Klein still felt too awkward. He shook his head, which was inexplicably dizzy, and forced himself to ignore this strange thought.

Nikolai watched with a wistful expression as Tang lay swaying back and forth in a rocking chair, fiddling with his monocle while watching the live stream with his dog, and sipping a glass of soda, swaying back and forth as he "tasted" it.

Who was it that used to say "monoglasses should all die" and "monoglass phobia"? Now they're actually quite dedicated to getting others to wear monoglasses.

Tang: "Hehe."

System: 'Hehe.'

Nicholas: “…”

Braving the heavy rain, Klein and his group entered the still pouring streets of Black Vortex Town. They planned to go to the beach and the lighthouse before the anomaly in the entire town reached a critical point, so as to pass through as quickly as possible.

But for some reason, the wind and rain, which had been getting lighter and lighter, became so strong in the afternoon that Klein and his companions felt like they were about to be blown away by the rain and wind.

The wind was so strong it was almost abnormal.

"A typhoon is coming..."

Klein looked unwell, while Fors used his apprentice's ability to open doors to "borrow" a lot of food from other places and was currently eating his lunch.

They have to solve their own food and clothing problems. In this environment, unless they are extremely resilient and can move around without eating, drinking, or defecating for a short period of time, hunger will cause their physical condition and mental value to decline, resulting in quite serious consequences.

This increasingly severe weather is an obstacle for both the residents of Black Vortex Town and for them.

"A strange sound is coming from a distance..."

Anderson looked outside at the rain, which was being whipped around like bullets by the wind, pounding against the walls and windows. He frowned. "The way the voice is pronounced is strange. It should be a variant of ancient Hermes, but the speaker doesn't seem human..."

"It's like telling a ghost story."

Fors offered a somewhat powerless remark.

She didn't know whether it was the right decision to use that strange magical item, hear maddening murmurs during the full moon, hide in Tingen City, and then spend fifty gold pounds to register for the exam for the professional ritual master subsidy in Tingen City.

But given the current situation, Fors feels that if she could, she would definitely write a novel with horror as its main theme.

Putting everything else aside, the "Black Vortex Town" examination venue, with its mystical atmosphere and intriguing yet unsettling atmosphere, really gave Fors a lot of inspiration for his writing.

This is far more eerie than the strange ghost stories that Emperor Roselle wrote before. Well, it could also be because the information that can be conveyed and the level of realism that people feel are different between text and audio.

Fors couldn't help but mutter to himself.

Soon, Klein and his group understood where the strange sound Anderson was referring to came from.

The sky outside the window was now swirling with storm clouds, a sky they hadn't seen since entering this place. On the horizon where it met the sea, something tiny but visible to the naked eye, and constantly growing larger, was slowly moving toward them.

Klein's gaze froze as he stared in that direction.

Although he had a premonition that this day would eventually come, Klein still couldn't help but gape.

Neither he nor the original owner had ever seen such a scene on television, in newspapers, or in books and photos.

It was a giant tornado at sea, with countless waves surging upwards into the sky, accompanied by shifting clouds. Like the center of Black Vortex Town, it was a vortex capable of swallowing everything in its path.

"typhoon……"

The strange, noisy, and fragmented sound, blown apart by the wind, came from the typhoon that was slowly approaching them and growing larger.

The typhoon is about to make landfall.

Inside the examination hall, on the third day, a typhoon made landfall in Heiwo Town.

In this awful weather, even trees are uprooted, and people can't get out at all. Klein and his companions were forced to stay in the dilapidated house where they had rested the first night, using ritual magic to prevent the house, which looked like it was about to collapse, from flying away because of the terrible weather.

Now that neither humans nor monsters have disappeared, going out in this weather is just courting death. Even monsters, who are not very intelligent and only act on instinct, will inevitably stay home, adhering to the principle of seeking advantage and avoiding harm.

Even in this kind of weather, there are still people on the road.

She was a tall, slender woman dressed in all black, wearing a pointed hat, with a pale, thin face, and who seemed almost weightless. She was holding a black umbrella and walking in the rain. Her slender body, viewed from the side, was as thin as a sheet of white paper, but neither the strong wind nor the torrential rain soaked even a single hem of her clothes.

The woman, wandering aimlessly through the downpour, stared intently ahead. Strange noises emanated from both sides of the house, but she didn't look at the swirling, snail-like figures reflected in the glass windows, their bodies twisted and deformed.

The monsters locked inside the house were watching the woman, watching her disappear into the rain, walking further and further away under their gaze.

Soon, the young woman swayed and staggered past a dilapidated house.

The dilapidated house appeared to be on the verge of collapse under the wind and rain. There were no signs of human activity inside, but the woman holding the black umbrella unusually did not walk directly over the dilapidated house. Instead, she stopped in front of it.

She stood still, seemingly looking around, searching for something. Then, the woman walking in the rain slowly approached the shattered glass, as if trying to see what was inside.

Separated by a pane of glass, Klein stared at the thin, pale face, which looked as if it had been painted on, barely daring to breathe.

This face, combined with this background.

"The girl in the rain..." The name popped into Klein's mind.

Fors and Anderson both saw the woman with the umbrella facing Klein, and they both walked over.

Fors glanced subconsciously at the area with several ritual magic spells in the corner. The candles there were still lit, and the ritual magic was still in effect. Logically speaking, they shouldn't have been discovered, nor could they have been, while they were in a state of secrecy.

"It's something called a Rain Lady."

Klein turned his head to look at Anderson and Fors, "These things will follow pedestrians who appear in the rain and take out their umbrellas to shield them from the wind and rain..."

"Sounds like this is a good thing?"

Fors looked at the woman outside, whose face was as white as a dead person and whose eyes were slightly lowered, half-open, and couldn't help but complain.

Anyway, when she saw this thing holding an umbrella for her, she felt that the farther she ran, the better.

“No.” Klein turned his neck stiffly and added, “This thing is no good either. It’s a symbol of bad luck. Once we encounter it and it follows us, our luck will keep getting bad.”

"Things that are within our grasp can be lost due to accidents, monsters that we could have avoided will run into us directly, and dangerous areas that we didn't intend to go to will be entered prematurely due to various kinds of 'misfortune.' This is a roaming monster with an over 80% chance of wiping out the entire party if we encounter it..."

Klein rummaged through his mind to recall the more common information from the "Professional Ritual Magic Level Test" that Pedigris and Tang had explained to him.

Monsters like the Rain Lady appear irregularly and randomly in various Level 3, Level 2, and Level 1 exam rooms. They are roaming monsters that appear within the exam rooms, and they may be found in multiple exam rooms. If you encounter one...

According to the official explanation from the Ritualist Certification Office at Miskatonic University, this monster is designed to balance the difficulty and control the pass rate... To put it bluntly, if you're just unlucky and the pass rate is too high, then you're out of luck.

After all, in this extraordinary world, "bad luck" really means bad luck.

The woman in the rain, her eyes half-closed and half-open, stared at Klein through a layer of broken glass for a long time. Then, she slowly walked back into the rain and gradually disappeared into the distance, as if she were going somewhere else.

"call……"

Klein heard Fors let out a sigh of relief.

His heart started beating faster involuntarily. Klein had always kept his distance from things that looked like people but weren't, and that had a strong urban legend vibe.

But soon he realized that they had relaxed too soon.

Klein watched as another woman appeared from the spot where the woman in the rain had come before.

She was dressed in the same clothes, looked the same, had a pale face, and half-closed eyes. Holding an umbrella, she approached the seemingly deserted house once again, as if she were looking inside.

Fors suddenly whispered, "The candles in the corner are burning faster!"

Klein and Anderson quickly looked over and saw that the candles supporting the ritual magic in the corner were burning three or four times faster than usual since the Rain Lady appeared.

Anderson suddenly turned his head again, looking out the broken window at the pale face of the woman in the rain, which was pressed very close to the window.

He whispered, "This thing is getting closer too, the new one, it's even closer than before."

Klein's heart sank slightly. "Is this a deliberate attempt to force us to leave?"

"Yes, it should be. It's a mechanism, just like our hair growing longer."

But going out in this weather is quite dangerous, and they can't guarantee that the rain girl won't follow them and bring them bad luck.

Soon, just like last time, the woman in the rain slowly left through the window, holding an umbrella, and disappeared into the distance.

But then, a third woman appeared in the rain.

Following the actions of the previous two Rain Girls, she stopped as she passed the dilapidated house, looked over, and brought her face close to the glass to examine the inside.

In the corner, the candles used to maintain the ritual magic burst into flames once again.

This time, Klein saw that the woman's face was pressed tightly against the glass, her eyelashes clearly visible on her pale, half-closed eyelids.

She stretched out her pale, thin, and slender hand, which was not holding an umbrella, and knocked on the broken glass window.

"go!"

The next instant, the candles in the corner that were used to support the ritual magic went out.

The dark and mysterious forces vanished, and the woman in the rain outside the window seemed to have realized that someone was inside. Her figure passed through the walls of the house, and carrying an umbrella, she slowly walked into the still dripping house.

Klein, Anderson, and Fors immediately jumped out of the other, dilapidated window.

Then, they encountered strong winds and were blown into the air, their bodies getting further and further away from the ground.

(End of this chapter)