When evil gods hold a meeting in my head

Richard crouched down, getting closer to Nolan. He noticed several shallow scratches on Nolan's wrist... These must have been from the Smiley Dog.

At that moment, Edmund took a small glass bottle out of his white coat. The bottle was transparent, and it contained a pale green liquid.

The bottle has a delicate spray nozzle at the opening!

It looks like an ordinary bottle of perfume.

"Luckily I brought this." Edmund unscrewed the bottle cap.

He brought the bottle opening to Nolan's nose and gently pressed the nozzle. A fresh herbal scent instantly filled the air, with a hint of mint.

This refreshing scent instantly dispelled the strange odor that permeated the abyss.

Taking advantage of the break, Edmund explained to Richard:

"This 'perfume' is actually a stimulant potion developed by Naan Sanho. She originally wanted to create an extraordinary perfume that could keep people alert and focused, so that we could deal with unexpected situations when delivering paintings."

"The resulting formula was much more potent than expected. It not only invigorates, but can also awaken those who are in a coma or trapped in hallucinations. If you ever fall into a coma again, just a light sniff will instantly wake you up..."

He thought for a moment, then added:

"The core ingredient of this potion is an extract of 'Awakening Grass,' combined with Naan Sangh's specially crafted spiritual guidance to achieve this effect. Awakening Grass is very common in the Abyss, and herbalists should have it, but extracting the effective components requires special techniques. It also has an even more important function... that is, to neutralize some of the negative emotional energy of the Abyss, and it has no side effects on the body."

Richard looked at the bottle of pale green potion and secretly admired Naan Sancho's creativity.

Those extraordinary individuals in the Creator sequence truly live up to their name, excelling at transforming seemingly ordinary objects into highly practical items…

If this potion were sold on the market, it would probably be more expensive than the products at Xixi Beauty Store...

As Richard's thoughts drifted, Nolan's nose twitched slightly.

"This medicine is really effective..."

The next second, Nolan's eyelids trembled, and then he slowly opened his eyes.

She was awake! Her eyes were still a little dazed. She looked at Edmund, then at Richard, and asked hesitantly, "Edmund? What are you doing here?"

Edmund helped her sit up slowly and explained, "Your tracking card was invalid. I was worried something had happened to you, so I rushed in to find you."

"Then he..." Nolan pointed at Richard.

Edmund said slowly, "His name is Richard. He will be our team's probationary assistant from now on, and also your new colleague."

Nolan stared at Richard for a few seconds, then seemed to realize what was happening and gave a weak smile: "Thank you for coming in to save me."

"No need to be so polite."

"I think we should leave this dangerous place as soon as possible..." Richard thought to himself.

The three rested on the spot for a while.

Nolan had recovered. She stood up, leaning against the wall, picked up the herb basket from the ground, and dusted it off.

"I found a lot of the herbs I needed, and I even saw some fragments of Luke's memories on the edge of the record house. Unfortunately, before I could examine them in detail, I encountered a group of smiling dogs, and I fainted after exhausting my magic."

In other words, the memory monster in this recording room has died and turned into memory fragments?

Nolan continued, pointing to the box in the center of the mirror room: "This box is the core of the Record Room, containing most of Luke's memories. However, without the Memory Monster's fingerprints, it cannot be opened, and Luke's past cannot be seen..."

That's really unfortunate...

Richard sighed inwardly. He subconsciously looked at the ground, trying to find the memory fragments Nolan had mentioned. But there wasn't a single fragment on the ground, only some broken herbs and an overturned herb basket…

Edmund, who had also noticed this, asked, "Did you see what killed the memory monster?"

Nolan shook his head and answered weakly in a low voice, "I didn't see it... The memory monster was already dead when I arrived."

Edmund's eyes darkened upon hearing this: "It seems that while you were unconscious, someone or some other creature came here and cleared away the fragments of your memory."

"Who would do that?" Nolan asked, somewhat surprised.

"have no idea……"

Are there other people besides us investigating Luke's secrets? Are these people erasing memory fragments to cover something up, or simply to obtain Luke's memories?

Richard stroked his chin thoughtfully.

suddenly!

The mirror room began to shake, and the shaking became increasingly violent.

The mirror pieces on the wall kept falling off, hitting the ground and raising a cloud of fine dust.

"Luke's emotions are unstable again, let's leave here first!" Edmund said hurriedly.

He took out the small black ball that had previously transformed into the entrance to the abyss and tapped its surface rapidly with his fingertips.

The rhythm of the tapping was exactly the same as when summoning the souls before...

The black sphere emitted a dazzling red light, and the blurry, angry face inside was terrifying. However, under Edmund's soothing touch, its ferocious expression gradually calmed down, eventually... transforming into a peaceful face.

Then, the ball broke apart, creating a dark hole in front of the three people. They could vaguely see a familiar gallery scene on the other side of the hole...

That was Naansanho's lounge.

"Walk!"

After Nolan quickly picked up the herbs and medicine basket from the ground, the three of them took turns crawling into the hole as fast as they could!

The moment my body passed through the opening, it felt as if I were merging into the flowing water, completely unobstructed and incredibly smooth...

In the blink of an eye, the three of them returned safely to Naansanho's lounge!

The opening behind them slowly narrowed, then turned into an invisible black dot.

The black ball returned to its original shape and lay quietly in Edmund's hand.

Everything in the lounge was as clean and tidy as when I left, as if the thrilling experience in the abyss had just been an illusion...

Richard felt a lingering fear, but also a sense of unfinished business...

This kind of adventure seems pretty exciting!

"Finally back!" Nolan breathed a sigh of relief.

She sat down, leaning on the worktable, took off her broken glasses, and rubbed her throbbing temples: "Next time I have an episode, remember to tie me up. I never want to go into that terrible abyss alone again..."

At this moment, Edmund put away the small black ball: "Thankfully, everything is alright. I need to go and inform Naansanho now. Richard will stay with you for now."

After he finished speaking, he turned to Richard and said, "We owe you a lot this time. If it weren't for your marksmanship, we might still be stuck in the portrait gallery."

"It really was just luck." Richard smiled.