The Lord of Reincarnation - 416. Chapter 415

On the Seablue Heart.

There were a lot of passengers, and the sun was shining at this time. Most of them gathered on the deck, enjoying the view of the sea and the sky.

Seagulls flew gracefully in the blue sky, and there were several calls from time to time.

‘The Port of Marx in the Mist Islands is a very prosperous place with good scenery, attracting a large number of businessmen and tourists…’

Fang Xian looked at the people on the boat.

The gentlemen and ladies stood together and talked gracefully. The girl in the princess dress and the boy in the little jeans ran past with laughter from time to time. Together with their parents, they formed a warm family scene.

Fang Xian smiled faintly, looking at this scene, suddenly a little emotional.

His experience in the past few months has completely divorced from society.

These ordinary people never know what kind of undercurrents are under the seemingly peaceful life.

‘Wait a minute…I am not the only person who is going to the headquarters for further training. Looking at it in terms of time…Among these people, maybe there are my colleagues? ‘

Fang Xian suddenly thought of another thing.

With this thought in mind, he re-examined the people on the deck.

A sailor with no culture, a businessman with a little money, a warm family of four, a personable old gentleman, a lady with a camera on her neck…

‘Is it not, or is it hidden too well? ‘

He sighed secretly:’It is really inconvenient without the sense of catastrophe and the mysterious view of Daluo Cave…’

To be honest, Fang Xian has always been a little bit resistant to ocean voyages.

After all, judging from some information he knew, it seemed that a certain Primordial ruler was sleeping in the ocean.

In an environment like a ship, like an airplane, once an accident occurs, there is no place to run.

However, after mastering the secret key, he didn’t care much about it.

At this time, looking at the blue sea, Fang Xian didn’t know why, he always felt that the sea was too deep blue, and the color was so deep that it was almost black.

‘In a way, if the sea is drained of water, isn’t it the biggest abyss? ‘

Fang Xian’s thinking diverged, and he began to think about it.

“I like the sea, it always makes me happy.”

At this time, a nice voice suddenly came from the side.

It was a lady wearing a vest, a peaked cap, and a camera on her chest.

Her dress is masculine, giving people the feeling of a tomboy. She has short blond hair and her eyes are full of curiosity and desire for the outside world.

The tabloid reporter was Fang Xian’s first impression of her.

At this time, the tabloid reporter extended his hand amicably: “Vida Li…freelance writer, traveler, nice to meet you!”

“Roca…fiction writer.” Fang Xian stretched out his hand and shook hands with the other party: “We are half of the same group…”

“I always wanted to change careers as a writer, but it was too difficult, especially the requirements for grammar, and my own literary literacy…” Vidali smiled heartily.

“Yes……”

Fang Xian casually exchanged some thoughts on literature, and when he saw that the time was up, he bid farewell to the lady and returned to his cabin.

‘A woman who feels like a cat…’

He lives in a single cabin. Although the environment is narrow, it is already high-quality treatment. After closing the door, he couldn’t help thinking in his heart:’A chance encounter when traveling? Or don’t have a picture? ‘

…

Facts have proved that Fang Xian’s inspiration has always been accurate.

At dinner, he was sitting in his place, carefully dripping lemon juice on the pigeon meat, and Vidali led the other person and sat opposite him: “Roca, meet again.”

She greeted her very familiarly: “This one is my new friend, Eric, a psychotherapist!”

“Hello, this is Eric. To be precise, my profession is a psychologist!”

The man named Eric was in his twenties, dressed elegantly and gracefully, wearing a pair of glasses, and said with a smile.

“Roca, novelist.”

Fang Xian nodded, even if he knew each other.

He somewhat suspected that these two were also investigators and had heard his name from somewhere, so he came to get to know them.

Unfortunately, due to the damn secret guardian treaty, Fang Xian couldn’t speak about the investigator before the two men took the initiative to reveal their identities.

Otherwise, it is equivalent to actively leaking secrets, which is not a big or small stain.

“I heard that the coral reefs of the Mist Islands are very beautiful, and there are some ancient ruins on the islands. I have long wanted to travel.”

Vidali’s dinner plate is filled with steaks covered with black pepper sauce. She skillfully cuts the food with a knife and fork, and happily stated her purpose: “As for Eric… there is a rich man who invited him heavily. Visit once.”

She seemed to have gotten acquainted with Eric, and even inquired about the other’s purpose.

Eric’s dinner plate is evenly arranged with meat and vegetables. He is a man with a good quality of life. He smiled at this time and said: “That’s a generous gentleman… Well, he has some psychological problems. I need treatment, but I hate traveling. There are no good psychologists in the Mist Islands, so I asked me to visit.”

The three people chatted like friends.

Fang Xian said that he was only traveling, looking for inspiration by the way, and was immediately applauded by Vidali, and he strongly invited him to explore the ancient ruins.

This made Fang Xian somewhat suspicious that this woman was another person sent by the Starfall Cult.

But he knew that this might not be a big deal.

Because the old bald man who became a monster and died last time is a big figure in the listening school, who is responsible for this area.

Previously, it was also because of his insistence that infidels would pursue Roca in desperation.

Theoretically speaking, when he died and the stronghold was uprooted, the Starfalling Clan would not have any special interest in Roka.

As for hatred? The high probability still has to be counted in the head of the secret guard.

“Speaking of it, do you believe… there are supernatural powers in this world?”

Vidali took a sip of fruit wine, her cheeks flushed with excitement: “I heard that there are traces of supernatural power on the Mist Islands, and I want to explore it.”

Fang Xian was startled, and some felt that this was an ordinary person full of curiosity.

Go to the Mystery Islands to pursue the mystery? It’s okay if it fails. If it succeeds, wouldn’t it be put into the secret guard’s base camp and be directly incorporated or supervised?

“I don’t believe in supernatural power, maybe it’s just some potential of the human body, but we haven’t discovered it…” Eric smiled: “I have done some similar research, such as subconscious memory, and the sixth sense… They are all quite fascinating, and if we can master them thoroughly, they are indeed no different from superpowers.”

“Really?” Videly came interested: “Eric… Then can you try it, hypnotize me?”