Unknown name, masked hero.
Bai Wu quickly guessed a possibility, but he couldn't understand how this was possible
"There should only be one hero wearing a mask."
Thinking of Jing Liu's words, Bai Wu was sure that the telephone booth could change the cause and effect. But the cause and effect changed by the telephone booth were all in Food City, and this was not Food City, but Baichuan City.
"At least this masked weirdo isn't me."
In fact, when Bai Wu handed the mask to Lin Rui in the streets of Food City, he was thinking - he found the mask in the armory of the Survey Corps, so who lost the mask in the first place
Bai Wu still remembers the note he made when he first saw the mask - this mask has a certain connection with you, and you have seen sporadic records related to it in the Ninth Hospital.
He originally thought that the so-called fate meant that he saw some records in the Hongyin area and happened to find it in the armory.
But now it seems that the mask's connection with me may be much deeper than I thought.
"The correct order should be that someone lost the mask, the people from the Survey Corps picked it up, and I chose the mask. In the phone booth in Food City, I gave the mask to Lin Rui, but at the same time, because of the special rules of that area, I still kept the mask myself."
"Although I gave the mask to Lin Rui, the timeline here doesn't match that of Food City. It's actually difficult for Lin Rui and others to survive. So the person we met this time should be the real masked weirdo in history."
He was not confused for long, as his memory soon came back to him and the identity of the first masked monster in history was about to be revealed.
At the same time, in the next room, the girl in white pajamas had come to Bai Wu.
She felt an indescribable sense of familiarity, which made her subconsciously feel close to him.
A scene from seven hundred years ago seemed to reappear in my mind.
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After the deaths of Jiang Huan, He Shuhong and Lin Yiping, the cursed woman completely closed her heart.
Black flames flowed on the black cat's body, constantly reminding people of the anger of normal humans towards the cursed woman.
Anyone who approaches here will see a huge black ghost figure. She is like a witch crawling out of hell, warning everyone not to approach her.
This action also seemed to indicate that she was a complete monster, a living curse.
She was ready to die alone, and had decided to live forever in her own little world. Once she had this realization, the overwhelming abuse and accusations from the outside world seemed insignificant.
She seemed to no longer be in the same world as them.
But at this moment, a masked man broke into her world domineeringly and forcefully.
This day in my memory was extremely gloomy. The scene that Bai Wu saw was a man wearing a mask. Under the tones of withered vines, old trees and crows, he was holding a bag in one hand and stroking a black cat with the other. The flowing flames seemed unable to burn him at all.
The sky was covered with dark clouds. The arrival of this man was completely different from the previous ones. He did not have the temperament that could change the fate of the cursed woman.
It just appeared very plainly... and suddenly.
The black substance representing bad luck once again condensed into a terrifying ghost, but the masked man didn't care. He was like a domineering god. With a slight wave of his hand, the bad luck disappeared in an instant.
As a bystander, Bai Wu was extremely shocked when he saw this scene. Not only was this powerful method to dispel bad luck in an instant, but also because of the note that popped up in his eyes -
You actually want to spy on him. The gap between you and him is just like the gap between you and the farmer. There is a difference between you and a dragon, although he was also a fish before. Anyway, I have no way of spying on more information... I can only tell you that he is a real human being.
Humans? The six guys with the Tic-Tac-toe pattern were considered demigods in Bai Wu's eyes. Bai Wu was not surprised that he could not observe them.
But why is there something that humans cannot observe? Is this person... stronger than Shorty
What is this means of dispelling bad luck? Is it some kind of power that can suppress sequences and entries
The true form of the masked monster, or the real first-generation masked monster, if he died at the hands of the principal, Bai Wu thinks he should not be too strong.
The situation now before his eyes was that this person was so strong that even the Eye of Prell could not detect him.
This means that the other party is more than one level higher than himself.
The cursed woman looked at the masked man in panic and screamed. The black cat seemed to sense its owner's uneasiness and quickly moved away from the masked man.
"You, leave here quickly... or you will die!"
Just like the words left on the note, her words were simple and straightforward.
"From your tone and expression, are you worried about me or are you trying to drive me away?"
A sound I have never heard before.
Bai Wu thought that maybe this person used a falsetto. The voice sounded familiar, but it didn't match any existing voices at all.
"I am an ominous person. Go away quickly or I will kill you."
"These bad lucks? They can't affect me. I'm here to save you. I guess you don't want to stay here and be used by others."
Bai Wu suddenly realized that this speaking style... seemed a little familiar.
The cursed woman's expression gradually changed from panic to confusion, but she also discovered one thing: the black substance that had been following her like a shadow and was still spreading had actually disappeared.
This is an unprecedented event. The black substance is something that brings misfortune to people. To be more precise, it is a kind of energy that devours people's luck.
She could control this energy, but she couldn't contain it. But the masked man in front of her actually did it.
The cursed woman felt that her power seemed to be suppressed by some powerful and overbearing rules.
Does this mean that this person can resist his own curse
“Hahaha, looking at your expression, have you noticed that I’m different from the others? Although you don’t know what’s going on yet, I can tell you in advance that you are not a so-called curse diffuser, and this has nothing to do with fate. To be precise, you are one of the lucky few. Before the new era arrived, you already possessed coveted power. Of course, this power is ineffective in front of me.”
"I do not understand."
"It doesn't matter if you don't understand. I will take you to find the secret of this campus tonight."
The masked man jumped down from the window sill and got closer to the cursed woman. She had never been so close to anyone before, so she was a little uncomfortable:
"I can't leave here. If you leave, I will really kill you..."
The cursed woman originally wanted to drive this person away, but her most powerful means of attack had been completely dispelled by the masked monster.
To be precise, it was the black substance that could devour the luck of others, as if it was being suppressed by a more domineering force.
"Not to mention that I won't die, but even if I do, it doesn't matter. Death is just the beginning of the next journey. Tell me your name."
The masked man interrupted the cursed woman's speech.
The entire memory scene became blurred because of Bai Wu's inner surprise.
Death is just the beginning of the next journey. He had heard this before. His father once said this before he died.
Is this a coincidence
Whether facing a monster that everyone fears or a past event that makes countless people angry and sad, Bai Wu would not have much emotional fluctuation. But when he heard these words, his mood suddenly became a little confused.
"He is not from this world... It can't be him."
The black cloak, the mask, and the power that even the Eye of Prell could not analyze, made Bai Wu feel extremely familiar and yet unfamiliar with this person.
Bai Wu stared at the masked man intently, even though the Eye of Prell had indicated that he could not spy. But as long as he forced the Eye to be called in his mind, the Eye of Prell could enter a certain overclocking state.
In Hong Yin's dream, under the suppression of the Traveler's "equality of all beings", Bai Wu did something similar.
Originally, Bai Wu didn't care about the true identity of the masked man, but after hearing certain words, his attitude suddenly changed. He now urgently wants to know who this person is.
But at this moment, the masked man's words made Bai Wu suddenly look away:
"I seem to smell karma, as if someone is spying on me. Also, tell me your name."
The masked man repeated the question, but his eyes were looking around, as if he was looking for something.
The masked man's actions made Bai Wu give up spying. He had a feeling that this was an existence as powerful as Jing Liu, powerful enough to change cause and effect.
If he forced to peek, he might encounter some unexpected danger. This was just an intuition, so Bai Wu finally chose to follow his heart and did not continue to peek.
"My name is Jiang... Jiang Yimi."
"Are you afraid of me? You stutter so much."
"I, I'm afraid I'll hurt you. I really am... a monster. If you... if you don't leave, you'll be implicated by me."
"Hahahaha, if you can hurt me, then you are more interesting than I thought. Don't worry, heroes never die. I will take you to know the truth. You will follow me to a place at night. Some things have to be seen to be believed. Also, you have to be mentally prepared."
"What kind of mental preparation do you want? I... I can't go out. I will kill others."
"Don't be overwhelmed by grief. I will come to see you later. By the way, I brought you some food, you must cherish it, after all, you may not be able to eat it in a few years. Also, don't worry, you won't see humans where you are going."
The bag in the masked man's other hand was actually filled with pastries.
Bai Wu then noticed that the word "freshness" was written on the packaging of the food bag. He suddenly remembered that he had seen the word "freshness" before. It was from a famous coffee shop in Baichuan City.
Jiang Yimi had indeed not eaten delicious food for a long time. The school would prepare the food, and the principal himself would place the food on the edge of the black substance, which was the outer edge of the forbidden area.
This is Jiang Yimi’s food source.
These foods can’t be said to be bad, but eating them every day made her more or less sick of them.
But as a monster and a scourge, she has no right to be picky about life. She has never complained about material things because there are too many things to be sad about.
Jiang Yimi was both happy and nervous while eating the food sent by others:
"You... What's your name?"
"I can't tell you my name. My karma has been marked by a troublesome opponent. My name will bring you bad luck. Well, you are not the only one who can bring bad luck. I can do it too. You can call me the masked hero. I have to go now. See you tonight."
The masked man came and left suddenly.
After giving the food to Jiang Yimi, he disappeared like the wind, leaving Jiang Yimi looking out the window in shock. Everything seemed like a dream.
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In the next scene of memory, the scene suddenly switched.
What surprised Bai Wu again was that the place where the masked man and Jiang Yimi were investigating was not Baichuan Middle School.
He never imagined that the place these two people were investigating was the scene he and the captain and others experienced for the first time—the Ninth Mental Hospital.
It was no difficulty for the masked man to sneak into this hospital.
According to the masked man's description, there were no powerful enemies in the entire Ninth Mental Hospital except for a certain doctor, but this doctor was not in the hospital today.
At this moment, Bai Wu feels that every place he has ever been to has many secrets to be discovered.
When these secrets are revealed, you will find that... this world is really a huge puzzle. Each place seems independent, but it is part of the whole.
In a ward on the seventh floor of the first building of the Ninth Mental Hospital, the masked man took Jiang Yimi to see a man wrapped in bandages.
Only half of the bandaged man's face was visible, the other half was severely burned.
"he is… "
Jiang Yimi looked at half of the face, and suddenly a feeling of grief and fear rose in her heart, and she subconsciously took a step back.
"His name is Jiang Huan."
The masked man quickly confirmed Jiang Yimi's inner thoughts.
Without waiting for Jiang Yimi to ask, he gave the answer directly:
"That's the Jiang Huan you know. He's not dead, but he's not alive either. In the future, he'll live in another form, just like your cat. What this hospital has been doing is turning humans into evil and degenerates. You may not understand the word evil and degenerate, but it doesn't matter. Just remember one thing: after being degenerate, they are no longer human."
"Jiang Huan has the serum of the Devil in his body. Although the Devil is not a mutation and change at the cellular level, but also includes mechanization, if the substance in the Devil is injected into the human body, it means that he will never be able to enter the tower and will definitely become the Devil, it's just a matter of time. Unless he has a sequence like Endless Nirvana in his body."
Jiang Yimi stared at Jiang Huan in a daze. It was clear that not long ago, he was still a talented art student.
He should have a bright future. Maybe when all the weirdness in the city disappears and the world becomes normal, he will become an excellent artist.
But now he was lying on a hospital bed, living as if he was no longer a human being.
The scene soon changed again, this time to a ward on the ninth floor of the first building.
Jiang Yimi saw He Shuhong, whose eyes were bloodshot and whose nails were longer than her fingers.
"She is a good teacher. If she hadn't discovered some secrets, she could have continued teaching you. You must remember my words. After the end of the world, your first task is to protect yourself, and your second is to enforce justice. If you don't have power, you will only be doomed. This teacher is an example. Her degree of mutation is deeper than Jiang Huan's, and she already has ordinary distortion entries."
Jiang Yimi did not respond.
The teacher, whom she once regarded as both a teacher and a mother, now looked more like a monster than she did.
Her nose felt sore, and she gritted her teeth and asked:
"Tell me, who did this?"
"Don't worry, I will take care of him. There are still many students in the school who are experiencing some supernatural events, but these so-called supernatural events are actually a cover for stealing humans and conducting evil experiments on human bodies."
The next ward is still on the ninth floor.
Lin Yiping.
A boy with congenital hearing loss and a gentle personality.
Although Jiang Yimi had only seen the boy from his ID card after his death, she still recognized at a glance the boy who was degenerating in the ward. He was Lin Yiping.
"Unlike the previous two people, he might really be dying. Not everyone can withstand the transformation to evil. This kind of violent implantation is very unstable. The more vicious a person's personality is, the easier it is to survive. This child is too kind. He may not live for many days."
Jiang Yimi wanted to say something, but when she opened her mouth, the words seemed to be stuck. In the end, she just half-knelt in front of Lin Yiping's bed, looking extremely painful.
The masked man sighed:
"You want me to save him, but you're afraid that I'll tell you that he can't be saved. Reality is cruel, and you've already experienced enough pain. You don't need to be bothered by their deaths. The evil degeneration cannot be stopped. Even if he survives, he's just a monster.
I was not able to arrive in time because I was tied up with other things, but at least now you know that your intention to lock yourself in the forbidden area was not wrong, and all the people who died in accidents were not because of you. "
"You are not a monster, Jiang Yimi. There will be many monsters in this world in the future, but you must remember your awareness of being willing to close yourself off for the sake of others. With this awareness, even if you become ugly and lose your human form in the future, you will not be a monster."
Jiang Yimi cried silently. After a long time, she looked directly at the masked man:
"Tell me who did it."
"The principal. A greedy man who was bewitched and wanted to gain ultimate power."
"What does bewitching mean?"
"This is more complicated to explain. This is considered to be a disciple of an old enemy, creating chaos all over the world and tempting others to become evil."
The masked man looked at Jiang Yimi's clenched fists and said:
"But don't worry, I'll kill him before my time runs out."