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It was still this chaotic, busy night.

A pigeon carrying a schoolbag crossed the sky over several cities at a speed far exceeding that of its kind, and finally flew into an old country church.

Truth opened his hands, and the little dove flew steadily into his palms.

"Cuckoo!"

The pigeon saluted again, and then "bang" turned into particles of golden light, leaving half of the yellowed paper behind before disappearing completely.

"That's it." Zhenli narrowed his eyes and read the ancient Egyptian text in the half-page travelogue bit by bit.

"Can you understand?" The elf asked in surprise when he saw how focused he was.She remembered that Zhenli didn't go to college, but she didn't expect that he had such attainments.

"I don't understand." Zhi smiled and said it very straightforwardly. "Just thinking that such a piece of paper from 400 years ago will bring real happiness to mankind makes me feel incredible."

"It is you who are incredible," said the elf.

Two years ago, it was Truth who established a psychological rehabilitation club in this church, and Elf was the first "patient" under his care.

Later, she was attracted by the passion for truth and joined it.

She watched Shi Zhi take charge of the pastor's work during the day, and at night he would light a lamp, take out his textbook, and clumsily learn professional psychology knowledge.

In this way, day after day, people who have been hurt by life walk into this church, and when they leave they regain their courage.

Cutting, Turtle, and others joined the group during this time.

They have all hit rock bottom, so they understand this despair, so after they are relieved, they start to help others, hoping to bring hope to more people.

They are very satisfied with this "part-time job" and feel that they have found the meaning of life.

Until a few months ago, when Truth brought the stone.They have a new goal: to change the world and eliminate people's suffering from its roots.

"Call the tracer over," Truth said.

It was late at night, but he couldn't wait until the next morning. He wanted to know the answer now.

Tracer is also one of the nine founders of the organization.

Half an hour later, the tracer pushed open the door of the church and lifted the hood of his sweatshirt, revealing a dark and childish face, looking like an ordinary black middle school student.

"I ran out secretly, and I have to go back before my mother finds out." He looked at the piece of paper in Zhi Zhi's hand, "Is this it?"

"Please." Zhenli handed over half a page of travel notes.

The tracer did not take the travel notes, but turned to look at the elf.

According to the rules set by the truth, they are not allowed to show each other's abilities unless they need assistance.

The elf raised his hands to his chest, "OK, I'll go out now."

After she went out, the tracer took half a page of the travel diary, took out a knife and cut her index finger.

A drop of thick "blood" dripped down.

His blood was not the red color of normal people, but slightly transparent, with different colors like a rainbow glowing inside.Blood dripped on the travel notes, and a gust of wind emerged from the drop of blood. The windows of the church were blown buzzing, and the whites of the tracer's eyes also appeared with colorful light.

"I saw it," he said, "This place... seems to be a tomb."

"What's in it?" Truth asked.

"It's very dark, I can't see clearly. Wait, this person lit a torch! I saw a stone mask!" the tracer said.

The ability of the tracer is even weirder than that of the turtle. By touching the object, he can sense the memory of the former user's brain when he uses the object again.

For example, when a man who is lovelorn picks up a photo with his ex-girlfriend, the memory of his ex-girlfriend will naturally appear;

For example, when an employee receives an outstanding employee trophy from the company, the memory of his hard work during this period will naturally appear.

Tracers can touch photos and trophies to read about their ex-girlfriend and their hard work.

When Robert Spitwagen wrote this travelogue, he would also recall the memories of his expedition, and the tracer was looking for the information in this memory from a first-person perspective.

"The stone mask was probably taken away by Lance Brando, and Dio relied on its ability to awaken. What's important is the wall. What's painted on the wall?" Truth asked.

"There are many words that I can't understand, and there are several murals. They seem to be worshiping gods. There are lightning, hurricanes, rain and deserts around the gods, and above the gods..." The tracer's eyes gradually dimmed, he said The last and most critical information comes out.

"There is a mask on the top of the god's head."

The tracer exited Robert's memory, and he softened and sat on the chair.

"Water." Zhi conjured a glass of water out of thin air and handed it over.

"Thank you." The tracer took the water, drank it all, and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Truth sat next to him and said gently: "What does that mask look like?"

"I can't see it."

"Think again."

The tracer recalled as much as possible, and finally he thought of a difference.

"Around the mask... there are lines representing light."

"Light! Yes, that's it!" Zhi shouted excitedly.

The tracer rarely saw such an exaggerated expression on Truth's face. He asked: "Does this mask refer to the stone mask in Dio's hand?"

"No, that's just a poor imitation. Good job!" Truth patted the tracer hard on the back.

At this moment, the elf suddenly opened the door and barged in. Her expression was complicated.

"what happened?"

"Cutting was caught!" said the elf.

"Alas!" Truth lengthened his voice, raised his head and sighed, "I will remember his contribution. He gave his life for the beauty of the world——"

"No, you misunderstood." The elf said, "I said he was caught! I don't know what method SHIELD used. In short, although Cutting's heart exploded, he did not die!"

Truth stood up, thought for a few seconds and said, "Elf, call everyone, let's set off now!"

"Go and save Cut?" the elf asked.

"No, let's go to Egypt and find that mask."

"But cutting..."

"Cut may have told SHIELD everything about the organization. I won't blame him. The other party is a professional agent. It's difficult to keep secrets in front of them. But we have to leave here right away, and we are so far away from realizing it." We are only one step away from our goal, now is not the time to save people.”

The elf didn't expect the truth to say such words. She stood there blankly, her eyes filled with shock.

Truth realized his abnormal emotions, turned around and grabbed the elf's shoulders, and said with sincere eyes:

"Cutting is my friend, and I, like you, want to save him. But saving a person, and saving the entire world, I think the latter is more important. This is the ability God has given us and the responsibility we need to bear.

When we achieve our goal, we can be friends with SHIELD, and the cut will naturally come back by then.And if you think about it, in his current state, only SHIELD's medical methods can maintain his life. Instead of saving him, we are harming him. "

"...Okay." The elf was convinced.

"Um...do I need to go there?"

The tracer stared with big eyes, "My mother is still waiting for me to come home."

Zhenli smiled and said, "Don't worry, I'll go talk to your mother."

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