Cthulhu Panel: One organ mutates every day

"The match is over."

As Wayne finished his announcement into the microphone, the crowd in Times Square froze for a moment.

The cheers and commotion abruptly ceased.

Gradually, people began to turn back and shuffle away.

Lei Luo put down the bronze whistle: "Is that enough?"

Wayne then looked at the host and contestants on stage.

Senator Evans, who was closest to Wayne, slowly found a tissue, wiped his mouth, and stood up, walking off the stage on his own.

The host and other contestants also turned around and walked off the stage as if sleepwalking, blending into the crowd.

People throughout Times Square and on the streets were heading home.

Among them was the slender figure of Rosalind, the older sister, who stood out conspicuously in the crowd.

Wayne glanced at the wound on his fingertip where the 'Heart Nail' had pierced his skin. The green blood slowly seeping from the wound gradually turned back to a pure dark red before he responded:

"That's about enough. When they wake up tomorrow, they'll forget what happened at the eating contest. It'll be a forced correction of their cognitive biases."

Only then did Lei Luo put away the 'Corrupted Bronze Whistle' with relief, patted Wayne on the shoulder, and expressed his appreciation:

"Not bad. I didn't expect you to be able to use your special ability so skillfully after only a short time. It seems that 069 is a bit biased towards you."

"Just luck, just luck..."

Wayne nodded in agreement, but inwardly he was bitterly smiling.

eccentric?

Is it because of favoritism that you plan to completely devour me?

Seeing that such a troublesome incident could be resolved smoothly without requesting assistance from headquarters, Lei Luo was in high spirits and spoke his mind:

"Haha, the 'Heart Nail' is yours. You might even get one more chance to use it. Having a C-rank sealed artifact in your hand is like having another crucial trump card. Also, I can grant you one more request, as long as it doesn't exceed your current rank."

Wayne looked at the 'Heart Nail' in his hand, put it away, and then considered what request to make.

Looking at the long term, there are many requests that can be made, such as wanting a mysterious item.

"Can I have a mystery item?" Wayne asked.

Lei Luo hesitated for a moment:

"It's not impossible to want a mystery item, but the mystery items I have are of a relatively high level. If you choose now, there aren't many available for you."

"How about... you consider joining Section Two? I have high hopes for you. Your characteristics would be a great help to Section Two. The process isn't a problem; I can coordinate with the Director General, and he won't mind. Once you join Section Two, borrowing some basic mystical items won't be a problem either."

Join the second department?

They're so eager to win me over; it seems my trait is quite rare in their second department.

However, according to observations, the work of the second department will frequently be close to the past. When the past is around, any thought will be seen through, which seems to make it inconvenient to use the panel for development.

Wei Enqian chuckled twice:

"Haha, well... let's forget about it. I think my colleagues at Michigan are all great, and the work atmosphere is good too. As for joining the second department, I'll wait for another opportunity."

Leilo didn't care at all:

"Okay, that's fine. You can come find me anytime you want once you've thought it through. This channel is always open for you. As for the mysterious item, we're a bit short on it right now and need to get it from headquarters. Do you have time to wait?"

Wait? We could wait, though.

But something more urgent is coming up: a nightmare.

The rats in the last nightmare multiplied too quickly, and Ethan suggested trying heavy firepower. It's already evening, and they still haven't gotten any heavy firepower.

Why not give up on the mystery item and choose some reliable heavy firepower instead?

Wayne asked:

"If the wait is too long, I'll change my request. Could you give me some heavy weaponry? The standard military models will do."

Lei Luo was somewhat puzzled:

"Heavy firepower? What would we need heavy firepower for?"

Wayne paused for half a second:

"It's just for observation. I guarantee I will not endanger public order and will return the ammunition after use, not a single round missing. Anyway, I will not use heavy firepower, so please rest assured, Chief Lei Luo."

After reviewing Wayne's file, Raylor knew that Wayne was telling the truth; he indeed had no experience using heavy military firepower. He pondered for a moment:

"Sure, if you don't want to fire, I'll bring you a batch of heavy firepower. How much do you need? When do you need it?"

It's only for Ethan and Lillian to use, so we don't need too many types, but we need enough ammunition. I just don't know how much we can get before we go to sleep.

Wayne glanced at the time; it was 10 p.m., and after a moment's thought, he said:

"It needs to be before midnight tonight. Get as much as you can. The types and models can be fairly standard. As for ammunition... the more the better. Oh, right... and a new reality deviation meter, my original one is broken."

Since Wayne promised not to miss a single round of ammunition.

Lei Luo stopped thinking about it and nodded slightly.

"It's already 10 o'clock, and there are only two hours left until midnight. Time is a bit tight. The reality deviation meter is simple, but the amount of ammunition we can get may be limited. However, I will try my best to get some from the Metropolitan Police Department and the Special Affairs Bureau to ensure that there is enough ammunition."

"Alright, thank you for your help, Section Chief Lei Luo." Wayne smiled.

Rello turned to Charlotte and instructed her:

"Charlotte, please go and coordinate with Wayne later."

Charlotte nodded: "Understood."

"Alright, Wayne, you can go back and rest now. Charlotte will bring it to you later," Raylo instructed.

Charlotte added:

"Wayne, I'll arrange your ticket back to Michigan tomorrow morning. Remember to tell your sister."

"it is good."

Wayne glanced at Charlotte, knowing that she might have to stay and cooperate with the Second Division, so he said nothing more and turned to walk towards the Grand Hotel.

Rosalind needs to rest tonight, so I won't disturb her.

As for the matter of introducing her to a girlfriend, she probably won't remember it when she wakes up.

All memories related to the competitive eating contest will be forgotten as if they were a dream.

Unless she and Charlotte already knew each other and she had been planning to introduce her to a girlfriend.

But that's a matter for later...

With that thought in mind, Wayne returned to the Grand Hotel.

In the hotel lobby, even the front desk staff were fast asleep, fast asleep.

The entire metropolis will likely fall into a deep sleep tonight, and the metropolis will be shut down overnight, probably returning to normal tomorrow.

However, the second department still needs to settle the accounts related to the competitive eating contest, which will probably take a few more days to roughly eliminate the impact of this incident.

Wayne returned to room 213, quickly washed up, and glanced at the time: 10:30.

We started waiting for the equipment to be delivered from the Second Department.

He lay on the bed, his gaze fixed on the rat extermination equipment box on the wall.

"Unfortunately, even with the rat extermination equipment kit and heavy firepower gear, Ethan and Lillian still have a limited number of weapons available for use in combat."

"This time, we can only prioritize heavy firepower equipment."

"As for me... I'll just bring a crowbar and fight in close combat."

"The progress of the [exercise] is still far from enough and needs to be accelerated. It all depends on the hand-to-hand combat in the nightmares, ten times the speed..."

Wayne pondered the plans from his nightmare.

About an hour later.

"Bang bang bang".

There was a knock on the door of room 213.