Chapter 67: Coincidence (1)

It's not that Nightcrawler has never been in contact with Cthulhu.
But this year's Cthulhu, jealous to jealous, mystery to mystery, is really not very capable. Speaking of bad luck, the most is to choke on drinking water, walk on the ground, and lose money when playing cards. If you watch a joke among colleagues, it will be over after a while.
It's like Zhao Xiaokui now, people who don't know thought they were shooting the of death.
The group of people entered the elevator, still lingering fears. Fortunately, the elevator of the Nightcrawler was still strong, and there was no accident of the steel cable breaking. Hong Ying fell to the ground peacefully in a worried mood.
When they came out of the elevator, the numbers behind them kept rising, and it was obvious that someone was going to get down from above. Before taking two steps, a loud bang suddenly sounded. Several people turned their heads together and saw the horror in each other's eyes when they looked at each other.
Zhao Xiaokui: "..."
She felt Cthulhu's strong hatred for herself.
Fortunately, after entering the Nightcrawler base, Xu is because this is the base camp of the transcendents. Many transcendents live in one place, disrupting the trajectory of fate. Therefore, although Zhao Xiaokui has had a few minor accidents, but always It's pretty safe.
But compared to the two guys who lived in the ward and had only some headaches, she was still unlucky enough to get home.
Gou Rixin smirked and said: "Xiaokui, remember to take me with you in the future. The boss hatred is very stable for you, and Xiaobai and I are not as concerned as you."
Zhao Xiaokui rolled his eyes, "Listen to your cross talk."
There is no good cure in the world for the evil spirit power of the evil spirits. It is known that the more relaxed the nerves, the faster the speed of self-purification. Lin Bai’s method is painting and listening to music, how elegant and elegant, But Gou Rixin was listening to music, shaking his whole body with a smile, and had a stomachache and a headache.
Lin Bai looked up and down when she saw her, a little surprised by her good expression, and said, "You are recovering quickly."
Zhao Xiaokui shrugged her shoulders and explained casually: "Perhaps the supernatural beings of the water system have better self-healing ability?" To be honest, she herself couldn't figure out what happened.
She was telling the truth. Compared with familiar transcendents such as the more destructive fire thunder, the soft transcendents like the water system are indeed more capable of healing themselves.
"What about you?" Zhao Xiaokui asked back, "Can your body support it?"
Lin Bai smiled, his face still very pale, "I'm fine, the research is here."
The topic of the two naturally shifted to the physical changes of the transcendent.
"In addition to the transcendents like Gou Rixin who are directly mutated in smell, in fact, different transcendents also have some unique evolutionary senses. Generally speaking, the water system is generally superior in perception. Of course, it is not without other circumstances. , But it’s the first time I have heard of changes in your voice."
The research institutes in the Nightcrawler Base are almost all over the world. The sound research of extraordinary creatures has been put on the research course early. However, because there are relatively few extraordinary creatures in S City, and most of them are humans, there are not many objects that can be used for research. Therefore, although the equipment has been bought for a long time, many experiments have not been carried out.
It's cheaper than Zhao Xiaokui.
The recording studio in Nightcrawler’s sound research room is a bit similar to the recording studio outside, but I don’t know what materials are used here. The first-class sound insulation rods, Lin Bai closed the door and Zhao Xiaokui stood in a nearly completely enclosed space. Here, when you are not talking, you can quietly hear your heartbeat.
Because it was a small test, although someone saw the two enter the laboratory, no one came to watch. Lin Bai sat in front of the computer that recorded the data and gave an ok gesture to Zhao Xiaokui in the recording studio.
Zhao Xiaokui tried a few notes and began to hum.
In the recording studio, a faint light fell from the top and sprinkled on the girl's long hair like seaweed. With her eyes closed, the light and mysterious singing came from her throat.
In a daze, Lin Bai saw a quiet deep ocean.
Huge creatures slowly shuttled across the dark bottom of the sea, the distant volcano kept bubbling bubbles, and the octopus gently pushed the water away...
In this sea, he felt unprecedented fatigue and warmth, as if he had returned to his mother's embrace. He couldn't wait to close his eyes, get a good sleep, wake up, and tomorrow is a new day.
Those nightmares that had haunted him day and night, like clouds and fog, were scattered lightly in the sea when the wind blew.
After the song was finished, Zhao Xiaokui opened his eyes and saw Lin Bai who was opposite had closed his eyes, and was sleeping sweetly on the table.
With a dazed expression, she twisted her fingers and tapped on the glass plate, and said, "Hello? What just happened? Is my singing really that hypnotic?"
She turned around and was about to come out, and as soon as she opened the door, her ears caught an explosion.
Then the panicked voices of the researchers sounded--
"It's overtime, it's overtime, why did you lose your mind just now."
"I think I feel as comfortable as having a full body massage."
"Rescue your pot before you speak, okay? Did someone sing just now? Where did you get the song? I feel that the extraordinary power in my body has been soothed."
There is such a big noise in the institute, it is naturally impossible for no one to know about it.
As the "culprit", Zhao Xiaokui was quickly approached.
Gu Siyuan, who hurried back from school, looked at the innocent and dazed little girl who looked like I didn't do anything, and said funnyly: "You really keep bringing us surprises."
Zhao Xiaokui smiled wryly.
This limelight is really not her intention.
After all, who can imagine that a song that neither uses extraordinary powers nor special skills has such a strange effect. She is now in the trap, and she is trapped in the self of "Am I really so powerful?" In doubt.
The soothing effect of the song on spiritual power is regarded as a treasure by researchers.
"Our research has always shown that songs have a certain soothing effect on the spiritual body of the transcendent, but we have never been able to find the most suitable song. Therefore, music can only be used to calm the spiritual violence/chaos, pollution, etc. of the transcendent. A supplement to the problem. With this song, we are equivalent to a potent stabilizer."
Zhao Xiaokui hurriedly said: "Will there be any side effects? Can I use it to publish albums?"
The researcher pondered for a while, and said: "If there are side effects...you should not be able to listen while driving. It is easy to hypnotize and cause a car accident."
Gu Siyuan was more foresight, he said: "Xiao Kui, this song can be published, but it can't be published directly. It needs to be modified."
Zhao Xiaokui nodded, and didn't have much resistance to this opinion. Gu Siyuan patted her on the shoulder and smiled: "How do you say in your young people's words, you are really a treasure girl, our nightwalker in China, with you From now on, new changes will happen almost every other time."
Zhao Xiaokui smiled and said nothing.
Gu Siyuan looked at her young appearance and smiled.
Some people are born in this world, born to bring about change.
Mental power is a research problem for extraordinary people all over the world.
The seemingly simple brain is actually complicated and mysterious, and it hides many secrets, which humans have not yet explained clearly. They haven't even figured out what they can see, let alone the invisible things.
The appearance of Zhao Xiaokui brought surprises to the researchers.
What surprised them was not just a song composed by Zhao Xiaokui, but more importantly, it pointed out a direction, letting them know what kind of voice and tune are more likely to resonate with the extraordinary, and it is easier for the spirit of the extraordinary Influence.
I used to cross the river by feeling the stones, but now I have a pole. Although there is still a risk of getting caught in the water, it is better than walking forward with eyes closed and ears blindfolded.
One afternoon and one night later, Zhao Xiaokui was entangled by the researchers and couldn't get off.
"It's not just a song, but her own voice is also problematic. For the same song, her voice can give more power! This song can be sung by ordinary people or synthesized by a machine, and it is not as strong as hers. The effect of the impact."
Even play the recorded sound with the best speakers, the effect will be compressed.
But this is enough.
After confirming that it was harmless, the Nightcrawler Base immediately carried out mental power-related treatment experiments.
It is also because of this that Zhao Xiaokui learned that almost all of the seemingly free and easy night-keepers have more or less mental problems.
Some people are in contact with evil gods, and after being invaded by the other's power, they still have nightmares from time to time after many years. They are obviously a strong man with a height of nearly two meters, but he is fragile in his dreams as if he has no hands. The children of the power of the chicken; some have seen too many lives and deaths, and even participated in real wars. Under the mild disguise, there is no way to get rid of the pain of ptsd...
As soon as I heard that I was participating in an experiment on painless healing of mental power, a group of people came in line.
Under the soft singing, the suffering person seemed to be embraced by the sea, and the soul wandered in the ocean, gaining a little bit of strength in the embrace of the deep sea.
Outside the ward, looking at the sweet night-bearers wearing headphones and sleeping on the bed, Zhao Xiaokui felt a strange feeling in his heart
She couldn't tell, but the corners of her mouth couldn't help but wanted to lift up, and her eyes shone slightly.
The happiness of treatment is stronger than punishment.
In the office, Shen Zhifei suddenly covered her chest. She instinctively realized what had happened, so she relaxed, leaned on the back of the chair, sank, and soon came to the sea of ​​consciousness.
She looked at the mermaid sculpture among the white flames.
This is a semi-transparent, crystal-like sculpture, similar to the sculpture in the middle of the mermaid kingdom in the deep sea world, but at this time, the mermaid’s lightly raised tail did not know when a golden light was lit up. As the light fell, several golden scales covered it.
She stretched out her hand, trying to touch the scales on the fish's tail, but before she touched the sculpture, she was blocked by the sudden rise of flames.
Shen Zhifei raised his brow slightly and did not force a breakthrough. Instead, he withdrew his hand. He just looked at the fish scales with gentle eyes.
Her little Kwai...
Zhao Xiaokui, who had been dragged for testing all day, returned to his dormitory wearily.
She threw herself on the bed and heard a creaking sound before she could sigh.
"Again?"
She jumped up with a brush, then watched the bed in front of her and broke a leg.
Fortunately, there was nothing under the bed, so she simply walked around the bed and removed the other three legs together before falling down on her back.
She just couldn't understand. When she went back yesterday, she didn't have any shit, so how could she be so unlucky today? Why, Cthulhu still engages in the delay system?
If her situation was manifested earlier, Yu Youmin would never be able to let her leave the base.
Zhao Xiaokui couldn't understand it, and didn't bother to think about it. Fortunately, according to Nightcrawler's experience, the influence of Cthulhu on luck is a temporary thing, and this influence can be completely subtracted in one to three days.
She only hopes that her condition will disappear soon, so that she can be lazy in the name of sick leave, and she does not want to waste sick leave in the base and continue training.
Although she was so sleepy that she couldn't open her eyes, she still sent Shen Zhifei a pitiful goodnight. Shen Zhifei's news was almost a second reply. She wanted to come and waited a long time on the other side.
"Uuuu is so irritating. I became a broom star today and waited for me to come back after this disaster..."
Shen Zhifei looked at the message, raised his head, and moved his eyes to the computer.
Fall, car accident, explosion, disfigurement, cancellation...
Tao Zijin's day was not as cold as Zhao Xiaokui's.
The two of them seemed to be on the bar, and even the bad luck had to fight for one, two or three.
Will there be such a coincidence in the world?