Chapter 478 Dao Road
Bang!
The body of the man in the windbreaker fell to the ground, and his face was already blurred.
"I feel strange...Extraordinary? Belongs to some secret force? Most likely it was sent by my good mentor."
Fang Xing sneered.
It was precisely because of some speculation that he knew there was a big fish that he was too lazy to leave a living questioning.
But at this time, it is still necessary to touch the corpse.
He squatted down, fumbled on the man in the windbreaker, and found 34 black ropes and 17 rupees, all of which were put in a silk wallet.
In addition, it is the revolver, which is also the Black Snake Type 2, which looks better maintained than the one on Fang Xing''s hand.
Finally, there are a few small vials.
Fang Xing opened and smelled it, and found that one of the bottles was an anesthetic agent similar to diethyl ether, and the other one smelled pungent, which should be the type of antidote.
"Are the members of this mysterious society so down-to-earth?"
"I thought I could find some ''holy relics'', ''talismans'', etc., but only guns, drugs, and some money... What''s the difference between this and ordinary kidnappers?"
Fang Xing complained.
Although, with his iron body, even if the revolver shoots his head, he will be safe and sound.
"Forget it... let''s talk to my good mentor."
…
Night.
Monarch ended his day''s course and returned to the villa he rented around the Mechanical Academy.
Compared with Fang Xing, a poor student, as a tutor at the School of Mechanics, his salary is extremely generous, which is enough to support him to live a more decent life.
The villa covers a considerable area and also comes with a small garden.
In the garden, the most planted are rosemary and vermicelli.
Fang Xing also visited several times and learned that the mentor was not married, believed in celibacy, and did not hire a maid. Instead, he was named in the "Urban Housekeeping Service Association" and asked the other party to send cleaners to clean the door every once in a while.
Originally, he thought the other party was introverted.
But now it seems that it is entirely for cover-up of secret private association activities.
Monnaqi came to the small villa, took out a brass key, and opened the door.
He was about to twist the switch of the gas light when a cold barrel suddenly pressed against the back of his head: "Don''t move!"
Monnaqi was trembling all over and raised his hands obediently: "Sir... I didn''t see your face. If you need money, there are 1,000 black ropes in the second drawer of the mahogany table in my study..."
Click!
The gas lamp was turned on, and the bright yellow and soft light fell.
"From your heartbeat and breathing... you have recognized me long ago, right, Mentor Monnaqi?"
Fang Xing did not hide anything, causing a bitter smile to appear on Meng Naqi''s face when he turned around.
"Yes, but I don''t know why..." Meng Naqi''s face was full of bitter smile: "Fang Xing... You have a good future, think of your friends, think of your family... If you have difficulties, just speak, I will do my best to help you."
"The future, friends, family... I don''t care at all." Fang Xing sneered.
Monnaqi''s heart suddenly sank.
When he mentioned these things, he just wanted Fang Xing to be a little worried, but he didn''t expect that this student suddenly became extremely unfamiliar... even cold-blooded!
He seemed to have never really met this good student.
"You gave that book "The Beauty of Machinery" to me on purpose, right?"
Fang Xing held the barrel of the gun and pressed against Meng Naqi''s head, as if he would shoot at any time: "There is also the person who followed me... you sent it out."
"I don''t understand what you mean..."
Meng Naqi looked puzzled and performed seamlessly.
Bang!
The answer was that Fang Xing twisted his wrist and used the **** to force Meng Naqi to the head.
Meng Naqi felt as if his head was hit by a hammer, and his whole body was drowsy, and even a bloodline flowed down... from the corner of his eyes, the bridge of his nose, and all the way to his mouth. He licked it and found that the smell was very fishy and salty.
"Do you think I still believe it?"
Fang Xing sneered, but was very disappointed.
According to his guess, even if this Monnaqi is not the head of this mysterious force, he is at least a middle-level!
The result...this is it?
In terms of physical fitness and spirit, it is no different from that of ordinary people, and it does not have any special abilities.
Fang Xing was even ready to shoot the other party in the head and then turn the other party into a flesh-and-blood monster.
The result is... This Monnaqi is like a real ordinary person!
No!
After tasting his own blood, a hint of fanaticism appeared on Meng Naqi''s face and the corners of his mouth opened: "It seems that you will definitely eat me, so... Fang Xing, my good student, what do you want to do?"
"Mysterious, extraordinary...I saw that woodland, I saw that door..."
Fang Xing also had enthusiasm and desire in his eyes: “I need...I need more...what exactly is that?” ????He urgently needed a guide to mystery.
This kind of fanaticism is naturally pretended.
But if an ordinary person enters that world for the first time, he will indeed become fanatical and irrational.
"You went in...that woodland?"
Monnaqi was a little surprised: "Your talent in ''arm'' is indeed beyond my expectations... I actually became a ''pover'' when I first came into contact with classics!"
"Armed? Prowler?"
Fang Xing''s heart moved.
“There are six extraordinary ways, and ‘arms’ are one of them… The extraordinary who wanders around the edge of the forest and cannot enter the ‘gate of uncertainty’, we call them ‘wallowers’ and ‘apprentices’…”
Monnaqi''s voice was low: "Only by passing the ''Gate of Unstable'' can one be the true ''Extraordinary''. The body and mind will change to master the mysterious power... It took me three years to approach the forest of hunger and thirsty in my dreams, and another two years to see the ''Gate of Unstable''... But I could not achieve the offerings needed by the gate guard spirit, so I could only wander outside the door..."
‘Damn…Who knows, family members? I thought I had gotten into a powerful secret society, but I found that they were even worse than me! ’
Fang Xing didn''t know how to vomit a long time ago.
Although I have known that this world is in decline for a long time, it is still a bit unimaginable to this point.
‘Not right, maybe it’s just that the sect where Monnaqi is located is very weak…’
‘Besides, even those sects without mysterious power can deceive believers into losing their money or even dying... Now there is a really slightest bit of extraordinary power... Even a glance in a dream is enough to prove many things, and believers will naturally become more fanatical, and it is understandable to pull up a small group. ’
Fang Xing quickly calculated and continued to interrogate: "So... did you come to me?"
"Yes, a sacrifice can only allow a wanderer to enter the gate of uncertainty and become a true ''extraordinary person''! This is our experience of the ''ring of magical weapons''."
Monnaqi seemed to be a little eager to be authentic.
"The Ring of Amazing Armor, that is, there is a true ''Extraordinary'' among you! Or is it a ''arming path''... In addition to the mechanical path, are there other mysterious ways?"
Fang Xing has a strong understanding ability.
"Yes, that extraordinary person who truly masters extraordinary power is our leader - ''Silver Ring''..." Meng Naqi sighed: "As for the paths beyond the mechanical path, I don''t know much, only knowing that there are ''blood'' and ''stone''... The blood path is good at the way of flesh and blood, while the stone path is good at changing. There are many legends of ''philosopher stone'' that turn stones into gold..."
"Very good, you cooperate very well."
Fang Xing still pointed at Monaqi with the barrel.
I have to say that this revolver is easy to use, at least it has strong deterrence.
Although his fists are stronger than artillery fire, Monnaqi doesn''t know.
It’s better to put the gun on the other party’s forehead than to hold the fist by yourself. Wouldn’t that be too much cooperation?
"I admit... I had some bad ideas at the beginning, but I regretted it. I really value your talent and want to absorb you into my organization... We can explore the mystery, pursue extraordinary things, and cast the most perfect machinery together..."
Monnaqi said sincerely.
Fang Xing couldn''t help but feel silent, and then said, "Does there be similar extraordinary classics in that book "The Beauty of Machinery"?"
Obviously he is not going to join, but he still longs for mystery! Desire extraordinary!
"Of course, I still have a book in my hand, which is a real advanced theory. It''s in my study." Meng Naqi nodded repeatedly.
"take me!"
Fang Xing spoke, followed Meng Naqi to his study, and watched Meng Naqi walk towards the desk naturally.
"I set up a small agency here to deal with possible searches."
Monnaqi explained while twisting the ink bottle on the desk.
After several regular rotations, the wall next to it suddenly opened and a dark grid appeared.
In the dark grid, there was only a dark notebook and a golden pen that seemed to be used to take notes.
"This is a classic I copied from the leader - "The Way of Strange Mechanisms"..."
While introducing, Monnaqi picked up the black notebook and a golden pen.
He handed the black notebook to Fang Xing, accidentally playing with the golden fountain pen in his hand and pressed the pen cap.
Bang!
Suddenly!
A flash of fire.
This ordinary-looking golden fountain pen turned out to be an exquisite mechanical creation or a disguised musket!
Although there was only one bullet, it was enough to reverse the situation at a critical moment!
A ferocious smile appeared on Meng Naqi''s face.
The extraordinary person in the mechanical path is good at making various precision instruments. This "muss gun pen" was specially rewarded by the leader as a reward for making meritorious contributions.
This time, it really worked miraculously.
But his smile quickly froze because in the expectation, Fang Xing, who would be shot by a musket pen, did not even retreat.
The skin on his forehead turned blue-black, and when he grabbed his fingers, he took out a flattened brass shell: "Oh? Are firearms disguised as pens? It''s quite creative..."
?The second one is later
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(This chapter ends)