Chapter 179 There Are Problems with Everything

"Who ordered this Zhe Er Gen?"

"Bone ordered it."

"Do you like this?"

"It's okay. I haven't eaten it before. I'll try it today. It's better than Lingnan's herbal tea."

Mo Zhou heard this and put all the Zhe Er Gen into Bone's bowl, and then ordered a portion of pig's trotters and crispy meat.

Yan Country is vast and rich in resources, but it seems that there are always one or two foods that are difficult for outsiders to accept in every place.

Then he thought of his old classmate Zhao Minglu, whom he had just met.

This person is a rare outsider who loves to eat Zhe Er Gen, and because of this, he came to work in Shu.

It's called work, but it may be more appropriate to describe it as experiencing life.

It sounds a bit ridiculous, but some people with a wealthy family work simply because they are bored or to shut up their family members.

Mo Zhou didn't have much interaction with him, just to the extent of knowing him.

But when someone who hadn't seen him for several years suddenly appeared in front of him, it was inevitable that he was a little dazed, a daze that countless lives in dreams had never given him.

If the hand of stripping had not appeared, perhaps he would have taken his parents' inheritance and traveled around for a while before finding a job?

But in less than half a year, the world has changed.

Ordinary people are still frogs in the well, and their lives are still the moon in the water, but he has become a sinner in the eyes of countless official organizations.

But so what?

Look at those people in the Xingxiu Palace and the Geyi Society, aren't they the same?

As the saying goes, "with a sharp weapon, the desire to kill arises naturally."

The incompetent are either protected by the investigation team or taken in by the investigation team, and the talented are either recruited by the other party or against them. Where are the other choices?

In their dreams, Gutou and others often wondered how they got on this road.

In fact, Mo Zhou is nothing special. In essence, he is the same kind of person as Zhao Minglu.

The inheritance of his parents freed him from the pressure of life and material pursuits. The advent of the abnormal allowed him to escape from the deep well of ordinary people and see the tip of the iceberg of the world.

When a person has no desires and suddenly has some interests, his life will naturally usher in a turning point.

He used to be a fellow with Zhao Minglu, but now he has already regarded him as prey.

It's just that this guy is in a strange state.

The feedback from the previous Qi-watching technique was very novel.

He couldn't feel any substantial energy fluctuations, but he could clearly feel the difference in the other party's psychic perspective.

If you want to describe it from the perspective of Blue Star, it's like he's the only one wearing short sleeves in winter, and he's the only one with tattoos in the hot spring.

I can't say what the problem is, but it's just wrong.

Half an hour later, when several people checked out and left the store, Mo Zhou looked at Da Huang:

"Da Huang, lead the way."

"Woof!"

Everyone went out, and the paper girl exhaled a wisp of white air. It would be winter in a few days, and the wind in the foggy city was a little cold.

Da Huang choked his nose a few times, and his keen sense of smell passed through the hot pot skewers in the streets and alleys, and followed the little clues left by the KTV and ran.

Several people used the mobile phones they brought to scan a few bicycles and rode at night.

It's not that you can't drive a car, but the reason why the foggy city is called a mountain city is because the terrain is too complicated, and you may not be able to find the way by car.

Even if they were looking for this restaurant before, they didn't expect that this hot pot restaurant was right under their feet, and the navigation was not as useful as a dog's nose.

Although the bicycle speed was a bit slow, Mo Zhou was not in a hurry. Instead, he used the air-viewing technique and telekinesis to sense the surroundings all the way, and admired the scenery along the road.

After not seeing each other for a few years, it was not unacceptable for him to meet an old classmate, but the other party happened to have an abnormal phenomenon, and he was no longer suspicious.

After seeing so many kinds of anomalies, especially encountering things like [Life Simulator], if he is not sensitive, then there is really a problem.

They wandered up and down on the road unique to the foggy city for more than an hour. When they came to a high-end residential area, Mo Zhou suddenly stopped everyone.

"Stop first, something is wrong ahead."

Several people braked their bicycles, and saw their own King Zhou looked around, and then actually led a few people to retreat a few hundred meters.

"King Zhou, do you want me to go and explore the way?"

Gutou knew something was wrong and volunteered, but was rejected by Mo Zhou:

"There is no need to explore the way. Everyone here has problems."

"What?!"

The four looked at each other, and looked at the scattered passers-by and nearby residential buildings in the distance without leaving any trace, but they could not see anything unusual.

They had never learned the art of looking at qi. Based on their own characteristics, whether it was mental power, sense of smell or perception of paper, their judgment of organisms would naturally be greatly discounted.

But in Mo Zhou's eyes, except for the few of them, everyone he saw nearby and even some green belts had that strange fluctuation!

"It's wrong, it's very wrong."

This place is different from other range-type anomalies. Not everything is abnormal.

In the eyes of the art of looking at qi, countless strange fluctuations intertwined, as if they formed different color blocks and patterns with ordinary things, like a puzzle.

Rather than saying it is a certain anomaly, it is better to say that it is a derivative of that thing.

Or, it is the "track" left by something.

Mo Zhou's mind raced. After checking the time, he took everyone to a "clean" park nearby and sat in a pavilion to close their eyes and fall asleep.

They rode all the way, and it was already past one o'clock.

Even though many people were still energetic, most of them had already fallen asleep.

Although his nightmare ability increased only slightly during those days on the isolated island, he also specially selected several schools to spend the night after returning home.

Even if there are many night owls in the university, the base number is still large.

In addition, after a period of time in Sakura Country, his nightmare range is now close to 400 meters in radius, nearly four times the previous area!

However, for a single direction, it has only expanded by two times.

By the end of the year, his nightmare is expected to impact a range of one kilometer, and I hope that some qualitative changes will occur by then.

As he shuttled through the dream, the memories of the residents of each household were also clearly understood by him.

But now there are two problems:

First, he didn't know who had problems in his dream, and second, he didn't know who those who didn't sleep were.

So now if you want to get the most critical information, the most reliable way is to enter Zhao Minglu's dream.

And the premise is that he has fallen asleep and Mo Zhou can cover his range.

But a few minutes later, he went through the dreams of thousands of people around him, but he couldn't find Zhao Minglu at all.

"Da Huang, sense the guy's position again. Don't move. Estimate the distance here."

"Woof!"

Da Huang responded, but he was obviously not very proficient in his new ability.

This was also a training for him, otherwise he could completely avoid those abnormal areas and move forward.

Even with Zhao Minglu's clear clues, tracking the smell became very simple, but estimating the distance with a single perception was much more difficult than a blind man walking to measure the distance.

It was not until more than ten minutes later that Da Huang barked twice with some shame.

"Silly dog ​​said sorry to make the owner wait for so long, but it has been determined that the human is at the bottom left, and the straight-line distance is about 600 meters, meow."

"It doesn't matter. As the saying goes, everything is difficult at the beginning. It did a good job."

Mo Zhou encouraged casually, and with the opening of the Qi-seeing Technique, he led everyone forward, entered the nightmare range and fell asleep again.