Chapter 886 - 14: Taking the Stage in Full Makeup
——Don’t lightly make wishes to the Gods?
——And... fear is the true nature of the Gods?
What is this about, why can’t I understand?
Yatsugaya Miko couldn’t help but feel a bit stunned. Despite her strong Spiritual Vision, she had no active Future Sight abilities, so naturally, she couldn’t comprehend what surprises her life might hold if nothing unexpected happens in the future. It could be an epic life, who knows.
At the moment, she simply felt she didn’t quite understand this. Was this Evil Spirit trying to warn her about something?
But.
This development seemed a bit strange, not quite as she had imagined it...
Shouldn’t the other party be immediately revealing their true form, emitting a vengeful aura all over, surrounded by black air, their figure becoming grotesque and frightening, twisted and chaotic, and then... directly charging up to devour her completely? But why was it this kind of earnest preaching?
Or is it that...
Before the Evil Spirit eats someone, is there some habit or rule of preaching?
Or is it simply full of malice, wanting to see the victim’s struggle, first giving the victim a bit of hope, and then utterly shattering that hope into despair... Is this the cruel and ruthless nature of the Evil Spirit? For example, the more fearful and painful the prey’s struggle before death, the more exhausting and uncomfortable it appears...
——the more it excites them?
The long, straight-haired girl pressed her thin lips tightly together, subconsciously imagining along these lines.
After all, she originally had such terrifying thoughts, repeatedly preparing herself mentally over and over again, to not burden her family, gathering immense courage to face death... She was like a condemned prisoner already preparing for the gallows, so expecting her thought patterns to be positive and optimistic was inherently unrealistic.
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"..."
A peculiar silence.
Gu Mo slightly raised an eyebrow, finding it somewhat speechless that this girl across from him was already subconsciously contemplating all sorts of brutal ways she might die next.
And the imagined perpetrator had Gu Mo’s face. One moment was a genteel person in white clothes with black hair, and the next turned into various blue-faced, sharp-toothed Evil Ghosts, looking particularly frenzied and twisted, evil and dark; these were the scenes played out in the girl’s mental theatre.
Although he responsibly adhered to his rules, not recklessly abusing his Mind Power, many times it wasn’t about intentionally reading minds, but because the other party did not conceal their mental activities at all.
Like NPC characters in a game screen, even if one doesn’t click...
Because above the NPC’s head, similar dialogue bubble-like display boxes would appear, showing their mental activities.
——What’s to be done about it?
Especially since a normal person’s surface mental activities always carry information within the spirit wavelength, dispersing it. In calmer moods, emotions can be restrained as much as possible... But when mental activities are intense, emotions fluctuate greatly, it’s like laying bare their inner voice.
And he could see the spirit wavelengths, perceive emotional changes...
There’s no need to intentionally do anything, to sense, to guide, or control anything, because these abilities have become a fundamental part of his own Perception, like how a body naturally diffuses its heat.
So—
Sometimes it’s not that Gu Mo wants to read the other’s thoughts, but because the other has already directly exposed them, and in such a face-to-face situation, he really has no way to pretend he didn’t notice. He can only control himself not to actively use the Mind Reading Technique but cannot control others not to write all their mental activities on their face.
He lightly shook his head, glanced at the long, straight-haired girl who seemed terrified due to fear, and decisively continued asking questions, at least to keep her attention engaged. Avoid letting her frighten herself with her thoughts in the silence.
"Speaking of which, did your Spiritual Vision only awaken recently?" he asked.
"Spiritual Vision?"
Yatsugaya Miko was slightly taken aback but quickly understood what the term meant, as it was relatively easy to grasp. Besides, the term "Spiritual Vision" isn’t exactly a modern term; it’s considered a general term in Mysticism and isn’t uncommon in various works.
"Yes..."
The girl gently bit her lower lip and took a deep breath: "It was... just something that happened yesterday."
Recalling what she experienced over the past two days, she couldn’t help but tightly clench her hands hanging at her sides, subconsciously gripping the hem of her skirt.
Why did it suddenly become like this, why was she faced with such an overwhelming situation...
This torment no one could talk to, this fear no one could share, several times she didn’t know how she managed to get through it.
In these two days, time felt so long it seemed like two centuries had passed, during which her nerves were constantly taut, like a thin line, always pulled tight, not knowing when it might snap.
Until today—
When she was exposed and realized it all seemed to be ending.
Besides overwhelming terror, suffocatingly oppressive to the point of being unable to breathe, deep within her heart, there was actually a faint sense of relief... It goes to show how immense the mental pressure she had to endure these two days, immensely overwhelming for an ordinary high school girl, way beyond the norm.
"Did it start yesterday?"
Gu Mo nodded thoughtfully, gazing into her eyes: "Before that, did you do anything? Like come into contact with some strange people, encounter some strange events, or perhaps acquire some strange things?"
He meticulously examined the girl’s past life and found nothing unusual, yet he hoped to see if there were aspects he hadn’t noticed.
—Could it be that some kind of power is hiding it from the historical level?
—Simply tracing back the past, observing history, might not reveal it.
These possibilities can’t be ruled out conclusively.
After all, for an ordinary girl to suddenly awaken such incredible abilities, there must be some reason, right?
If it’s not internal, then it must be external. Though it seemed she suddenly awakened abilities abruptly, as if at some moment on some day, everything appeared normal, yet suddenly she received a "blessing" from the world—or perhaps a "curse"?
"N-No? I don’t remember..." Yatsugaya Miko pressed her lips tightly, shaking her head nervously. She instinctively tried to recall but couldn’t remember anything special happening these past days, at least there was no impression left in her mind.
If otherwise...
Considering the sudden incidents of these two days, she certainly would have connected the clues.
"Nothing? I see..."
Gu Mo carefully perceived the girl’s current mental state, ensuring she wasn’t hiding anything. The mental wavelengths were natural while she answered, with no signs of distortion or alteration on the mental plane, indicating there was indeed no problem.
So, it really was an accidental awakening?
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"..."
Watching the young man across from her with a pensive expression under the dim night, Yatsugaya Miko subconsciously pressed her lips tightly.
Anxious, her heart was in turmoil.
Even though she still couldn’t let go of her worries and fears, she wasn’t so dull as to overlook subtle hints, naturally sensing faintly that it might not be the scenario she initially imagined. It appeared that the other person had no intention of harming her.
As doubts began to dissipate actively, the seeds of trust began to sprout.
Taking a deep breath, she tried to calm her emotions, mustering the courage to look directly at the opposite:
"Aren’t you... aren’t you an evil spirit?"
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Meanwhile.
In the thick of night, the sound of helicopter rotors echoed thumping above a certain mountaintop.
The generated strong winds swept through the mountains and forests, making the trees rustle loudly in the night. And at the edge of the helicopter’s open side door, a girl with black hair dancing in the night wind, clutching a treasure blade, half-squinted her eyes, sharply surveying below.
"Is it in this area?"
She asked, her purple eyes, akin to gemstones, reflecting the outline of the forests.
Under the moon’s bright illumination, if not bright as daylight, it was still clearly visible.
"It’s said to be likely in this area. We are looking for a nonexistent shrine..." The mature woman in a wheelchair began, lowering her head to search through the files in her hand, then nodded firmly, "The Ministry of Environment recently detected spirit field reactions that also point to this, suspected to be—Type A."
"Type A..."
The black-haired girl holding the treasure blade’s pupils contracted slightly, turning around incredulously. In the fierce wind during the helicopter’s flight, she glanced at the others inside the cabin.
No wonder this urgent state of readiness, almost everyone who could come has already arrived, nearly all members are here... Though having faint guesses, her brows furrowed tightly, seemingly greatly worried about this mission.
Type A...
What’s the concept? She couldn’t be clearer, feeling at this moment the palm of her hand turn icy cold.
"There are rumors about this nonexistent shrine, saying that wishes made there are very effective, but many who had their wishes fulfilled disappeared, indirectly proving issues with the shrine," the mature woman said seriously. Despite sensing the oppressive atmosphere within the helicopter, she methodically explained the necessity of this emergency operation.
"It doesn’t exist in the eyes of ordinary people, probably because it subconsciously filters them, only allowing those with aptitude to enter... Using their ignorance, after forming a contract, it devours them as sacrifices, transforming them into its power."
"The violent spirit field fluctuations detected several times in Kyoto, are likely signs that the evil spirit inside this shrine is about to break free. Therefore, our Strategy Room’s mission is to seize this last opportunity, lock down the nonexistent shrine, and then—"
"Eradicate it entirely!"