Chapter 8 Master Shi
Chapter 8 Master Shi
"Captain, what exactly is a Level 3 ability?" Lu Shi asked directly, thinking to himself.
Captain Fu pondered for a moment before speaking.
"Level 2 abilities mostly require the use of everyday objects to create disasters."
"But level three abilities are inherently a disaster in themselves."
"Of course, metaphysical abilities are not fixed. Depending on the mark and the type of ability, some powerful level three ability users do not have the ability to attack directly."
"It's just that these kinds of ability users are more difficult to deal with... For example, I've seen a mystical ability user who died and came back to life."
Captain Fu said with some pride, "However, although that guy was very powerful back then, after I killed him three times, he died because he couldn't afford the cost of resurrection."
Lu Shi, standing to the side, was momentarily at a loss for words.
Although his ability is essentially time, it manifests as him being reborn again and again at midnight before the start of each day.
In short, it's a case of dying and being resurrected.
Lu Shi quickly dismissed these thoughts and focused on the information that Captain Fu had previously conveyed.
For those with metaphysical abilities, each advancement in their abilities requires a suitable "simulated terror" ritual to acquire sufficient cognitive imprints.
The force with the most mystical abilities in this world is undoubtedly the government.
Because only the authorities can support these repeated "simulated terror" events and ensure that nothing serious happens.
Of course, it's not that there aren't powerful people with metaphysical abilities among the general public.
The higher up the scale, the greater the simulated terror becomes. Each simulated terror lasts for a different duration, ranging from a month to several years.
In this situation, the initial small-scale activity can be concealed, but it will inevitably be exposed in the later stages.
The authorities strictly prohibit private individuals from holding simulated terrorist events that could cause harm.
This is a screening process.
Compared to their own government agents, private forces mostly failed at this time.
Those individuals who are able to complete the simulated horror through rounds of screening are either supported by foreign forces or are truly capable.
"Therefore, it is not wrong to firmly follow the official route." Lu Shi set the tone for his future development.
"In addition to the official route, I will use other means to ensure that I can quickly gain merit and advance rapidly in the metaphysics society."
His mind was filled with countless thoughts, but Lu Shi showed none of them.
"So, Captain, our next step is to use this information to search for the person behind the simulated terror?" Lu Shi flipped through the documents again.
"Most of the intelligence gathering work is done by Sister Xu."
"Our task is simply to focus on areas where her abilities are not suitable." Captain Fu nodded and turned on the projector in the office.
A map of the southern district of Changshi was displayed on the projector, and some places had already automatically appeared marked.
"The following locations are the key areas to mark."
"For the other party to complete the simulated horror, sufficient elements must be combined."
"Currently, the key elements of the 'weapon anomaly' incident are 'melee weapons,' 'automatic,' and 'bloodlust,'" Captain Fu said, pulling up a file.
The file contains a murder case: a well-known craftsman in Chang City died in an "accident" last week.
While he was forging weapons, the shelf displaying the swords collapsed, and the swords fell and killed him.
There were eyewitnesses to the whole incident, and after the police were called and an investigation was conducted, it was confirmed to be an accident, so the case was quickly closed.
If the Metaphysics Society hadn't worked through the night to collect all this related information and issued an emergency notice, people would be buried today.
"Xiao Chen has his own investigation team, so... today it's just you and me going here to investigate." Captain Fu pointed to the workshop where the craftsmen were.
Stepping out of the team leader's office, Wang Zijian was learning how to organize documents with Sister Xu.
After giving a few instructions, he told Wang Zijian to study them carefully.
Captain Fu picked up the key hanging on the wall by the door and drove Lu Shi towards the workshop.
The other party is located in an old residential area in the southern district.
Parking on the side of the road, under the ubiquitous banyan trees, there are several long benches painted yellow.
Several elderly people were sitting there, holding palm-leaf fans to cool off.
The weather in Changshi in May is unpredictable, with temperatures fluctuating between high and low.
On the street, you can see people wearing short sleeves and t-shirts, as well as people like Captain Fu who are still wearing leather jackets.
You can even occasionally see legendary people who are afraid of the cold wearing cotton-padded coats.
As soon as Captain Fu got out of the car, he glanced at the elderly people and then tucked the unlit cigarette he was holding behind his ear.
Then he led Lu Shi into the alley.
Soon, they heard funeral music.
Some white sails can also be seen in the distance.
The craftsman's surname is Shi, and he is fifty-seven years old this year.
He is quite famous in Changshi and even in the surrounding artisan and cold weapon circles.
People usually call him Master Shi.
Upon entering through the open gate, one sees family members with red eyes, dressed in mourning clothes.
Upon learning their purpose, the men's expressions were not very pleasant.
Fortunately, the family members remained relatively calm and did not become resentful because the upcoming burial was interrupted.
Captain Fu led Lu Shi to offer incense and bow to the old craftsman, which improved the expressions of the others.
Only then did Captain Fu reveal his "trace evidence expert" credentials.
The credentials are genuine, of course. However, the name of the metaphysics society often raises suspicions, so they will produce other credentials.
The police had already notified us about this.
Although the family members did not understand why a trace evidence expert was sent to investigate when the case had already been closed.
Besides, they've already cleaned up the workshop...
"Take us to see it." Captain Fu didn't say anything more.
The workshop is in the back courtyard.
The yard is quite large, and a sunroom has been built inside.
Once inside, you can see forging equipment such as furnaces, felt, and stamping machines.
In a corner not far away, there were piles of various steels and forging materials.
On the other side, there were rows of shelves.
The shelves have now been cleared out; they should have been filled with all sorts of cold weapons crafted by Master Shi.
Master Shi was crushed by the frame here and stabbed to death by the weapons inside.
Upon entering this place, Lu Shi immediately felt a sense of 'oppression'.
At that moment, Lingjue became alert.
"As expected, there's some mystery involved." Captain Fu raised his hand and glanced at his watch; the corrosion level hadn't changed.
If it is an abnormal thing that is naturally generated, then it will not be able to conceal the degree of erosion and will be easily detected by detection tools.
Only this artificially created simulated terror can suppress the rate of erosion.
Unless a person with spiritual awareness is present in person, it is difficult to detect even the slightest trace.
"This is 'scheduling,' one of the six dimensions of metaphysics."
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