I write obituaries for the gods

"When the Foundation conquered Waterpool City before, that demigod came here to buy a pack of cigarettes and was immediately put on the shelf."

"Huh...?" Li Zhanyi opened his mouth slightly.

What does this mean? A demigod got solo killed by a convenience store?

"So, this is one of the most dangerous places in Waterhole City. Don't be fooled by the fact that everything seems normal," Hua Luori shrugged. "In the subspace, places that seem too normal are usually the most dangerous."

As she spoke, the cashier in white collected all the items for Meng Po and put them into a plastic bag.

"How much does it cost?" Meng Po asked the cashier.

"One hand," the cashier's voice came over the convenience store's loudspeaker.

A hand?

Before Lin Chen could react, he saw Meng Po raise her wrist and snap...

He broke off his left hand and handed it to the cashier.

The cashier took the hand she offered and tossed it into the cash register, which made two "ding-ding" sounds.

"User, Meng Po, points... 18312, thank you for your patronage..."

"Okay, let's go."

Meng Po picked up the plastic bag and turned to look at everyone.

In just a short while, gray light shot out from her severed wrist, quickly forming a new hand.

"Buying things here...is so tiring?" Lin Chen asked cautiously.

“Sometimes it’s the feet,” Meng Po said calmly, “and sometimes it’s the head.”

"...If I give it my head, will it still live?" Li Zhanyi asked in horror.

"No."

Meng Po looked at Li Zhanyi with a strange expression.

"Can you live without your head?"

"No...no..." Li Zhanyi's lips twitched.

It's a bit too creepy to talk about this topic in such a calm tone.

The Secret Service is truly terrifying...

“Take this bag and go see the newsboy,” Meng Po handed the plastic bag to Lin Chen. “When you see her, just give her these things.”

"Ok."

Lin Chen took the plastic bag, looked at the goods inside, hesitated for a long time, and finally couldn't help but ask:

"What use are these things to her?"

"Eat," Meng Po said expressionlessly.

"She ate these... so we don't need to take the alpha blocker anymore?"

"Correct."

Lin Chen: ......

The rules of the subspace can be strange, but they shouldn't be this strange, right?

Send some local specialties to the abnormal entity, and it won't contaminate you, right?

What Lin Chen was actually more curious about was how this bizarre rule was initially discovered through testing...

Who would be so clever as to buy food at a convenience store, then deliver it to the anomalous entity and observe its reaction?

How amazing must that be?

"..."

Lin Chen, full of complaints, turned to look at Li Zhanyi and said softly:

"Wait here for me, I'll be back in a bit."

"Okay, be careful," Li Zhanyi said in a low voice, sounding a little worried. "Is this really reliable?"

"It should be fairly reliable," Lin Chen said. "It should be."

If the Secret Service wanted to frame him, they wouldn't have come up with such a stupid reason.

Sometimes, the weirder it is, the more correct it is.

Consoling himself in this way, Lin Chen walked into the backyard and stood in front of the brick wall.

Following Jiang Zhengge's example, he began to tap on the wall.

As I tapped, everything in front of me suddenly slowed down, and raindrops floated in the air, refracting a faint light.

Lin Chen looked down at his reflection in the puddle at his feet, and for a moment the world spun around him—

"Crash..."

He stood in the narrow alley, a light mist drifting in.

At the end of the alley, the newsboy stood, still holding that black umbrella.

They got in smoothly; it seems carrying these gifts was the right thing to do...

After all, according to the rules, Rain Alley is only open once a year.

"Newsboy!" Lin Chen mimicked Jiang Zhengge, "We need some fresh news!"

The newsboy nodded slightly, then extended a slender finger and tapped it on the brick wall—

"Click-clack-click-clack..."

Then, with the arrangement and combination of bricks...

A small dining table was pushed out from the wall.

Lin Chen: ......

He walked to the dining table, somewhat speechless, and placed the plastic bag on it.

Suddenly, the fog began to swirl, and the newsboy turned around and walked step by step toward the dining table.

She put the umbrella aside, and a gray hand reached out from the brick wall, caught the umbrella, and held it over her head.

Then, under Lin Chen's gaze...

The newsboy sat down at the table and began to eat.

Lin Chen just stared blankly as she started dealing with the food from the convenience store...

She ate very gracefully, taking small bites one at a time, without any rush.

But Lin Chen was anxious. Could he really finish eating in less than an hour?

“…”

Seemingly sensing Lin Chen's emotions, the newsboy pointed to the chair opposite her.

Lin Chen was taken aback, realizing that she seemed to be telling him to sit down...

"...Thanks?"

He sat down opposite the newsboy, looked at her, and waited for further instructions.

But it seems there are no further instructions at all...

So you're telling me to sit and wait, standing is too tiring!?

Lin Chen's lips twitched slightly.

Then he saw the newsboy smile.

The curve of her smile was very small.

But he definitely laughed.

Lin Chen: ......

As if he had teased Lin Chen enough, the newsboy took out a newspaper and pushed it to him.

Finally, we've started working...

Lin Chen unfolded the newspaper and looked at the paper.

The top is blank.

For some inexplicable reason, Lin Chen understood the newsboy's intention:

She was trying to extract Lin Chen's "secret".

The secret from Euclid.

Lin Chen closed his eyes, and the "Mirage City" crashed down, instantly enveloping the surrounding space in white light.

When he opened his eyes again, he found that the entire dining table, along with the newsboy, had entered the "Mirage City," just like last time.

“His tombstone is over there,” Lin Chen pointed to the tombstone that read “Euclid.” “If you want to see it, go see it for yourself. The story is too long for me to tell.”

The newsboy nodded, stood up, and walked towards the tombstone.

Halfway there, she turned back, picked up the unfinished cup of coffee, and then walked back.

"..." Lin Chen felt that the newsboy seemed a bit too anthropomorphic, and quite unique.

He watched as the newsboy stood in front of Euclid's grave for a while, then took out a bouquet of flowers and placed it in front of the grave.

After doing this, the newsboy turned and went back to the table.

Her eyes were covered by an eye patch, but Lin Chen knew that she was watching him.

She was waiting for Lin Chen's question.

"..."

Lin Chen took a deep breath, quickly organized his thoughts, and asked:

"We plan to use the deep-sea armor's built-in low-depth system to counter Triton's 'water pressure manipulation.' Is this feasible? What precise depth should we control to prevent side effects?"

After Lin Chen finished asking his question, he silently looked at the newsboy.

The newsboy seemed to have thought about it deeply, then took out a newspaper and handed it to Lin Chen.

This time, the newspaper carried the following text:

"The Anomalies Investigation Bureau's Deep Dive Division 1 is engaged in direct combat with Triton! Division Chief Bruce has heroically sacrificed his life!"

From the very beginning, Lin Chen couldn't hold back anymore.

Is Brucel dead?

Who was that person I bumped into in the hallway today?

Lin Chen suppressed the urge to complain and continued reading.

The newspaper article described the battle between Deep Dive Division 1 and Triton, set in the real world, where the operators used the methods Lin Chen had described to fight Triton.

The more Lin Chen looked, the more serious he became.

Because he discovered that the newsboy had simulated a battle almost exactly according to the conditions given by Lin Chen!

Scene, the real world.

Resistance method: low-depth system.

The report stated that the researchers took turns using different depths to counteract Triton's effects, eventually determining the most reasonable parameter:

0.716731219.

A depth that is infinitely close to depth 1, yet still remains in the real world.

Almost all of these deep-sea submersibles were wiped out, and it was only at the very end that Bruce was able to measure this data.

Without being killed by the side effects, Bruce lasted the longest against Triton: 5 minutes and 32 seconds.

The newsboy perfectly reenacted a historical event and answered Lin Chen's question...

In that instant, Lin Chen suddenly understood the essence of the newsboy's abilities.

She is an Alpha-level anomalous entity, which means she can observe and influence the entire city.