Latent Syndrome

Chapter 489 488. Randy

When Anonymous came to the restaurant full of broadcasting equipment and spotlights, he instantly lost his appetite and just had a fucking meal, acting like a talent show.

But yes.

It's really about deciding who is the strongest chef.

Whether it's Anonymous's fashionable mask or the new season's mobile phone chain, these trendy outfits made him stand out among the sixty-four contestants with different styles in the finals.

He became the focus of everyone's attention and became the godfather of style.

As soon as he entered the door, several microphones surrounded him, and the flashlights kept shining on him, asking anonymous questions that were not nutritious at all.

In order to increase the ratings and increase the topic, Anonymous only then learned that a contestant threatened to kill him and made wild remarks in the interview just now.

[Click on the masked warrior. 】

Anonymous' scalp was numb with embarrassment, and his whole body felt Spartan. Although he didn't know how to describe his current state of mind, it did feel like time travel.

The flashlight kept flashing, and both pairs of eyes were blazing.

Before Anonymous could answer the question, he was bombarded with a series of questions about the provocation of that player. He had slept with the wife of a friend of a certain player without even knowing it. It was obviously a fake. How about being caught up in a scandal.

This is all to increase the ratings and increase the topic of the life and death showdown on the field tomorrow.

Others asked what they thought of tonight's cooking competition and which chef they admired the most.

Anonymous was already numb, and he just wanted to have a fucking meal. He had known better than to just starve. He just wanted to be a champion, win a prize, and make some money. This seemed to be too complicated.

Speaking of which, it's all Selene's fault. If she had found him earlier, she would not have participated in the wrestling competition for the sake of traffic safety and money. If so, she would have snatched everything from the six masters before leaving the Deep Blue Territory. Wealth and then run away.

Facing countless problems.

"I don't understand, it's none of my business."

After saying that, Anonymous ignored all the reporters and sat on the "judges' table" with his eyes closed to relax.

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Thirty minutes ago.

A man in a suit wearing blue round-framed sunglasses answered the call and immediately put down everything he was doing and listened intently to the content on the other end of the phone.

His assistant is extremely confused. The game is about to start. He should prepare "ingredients" and various "cooking props". Why do you still have time to make a phone call?

However, the assistant of the man in sunglasses did not dare to accuse him. After all, he was the chef and a strong contender for the championship in this competition.

"The person you're looking for."

"Right there."

The person on the other end of the phone said to the man in sunglasses.

"I see."

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Two days ago.

The restaurant located on a high-rise building overlooks the cityscape of French City through the panoramic glass windows. The dark-colored building with a monotonous repeating circuit board matrix is ​​full of inexplicable solemnity.

The atrium paved with obsidian floor tiles was particularly solemn, and the music being played by the orchestra made the man in sunglasses frown.

The dining table by the window was covered with silk cloth, and exquisite dishes were piled up but no one touched them.

He received a message.

It was a matchmaking through a person named Zhiquan Pingkuai. One person said that he could help him retrieve his past memories.

"Feel sorry."

"I don't know you."

"If what you said was just a joke."

"I guess I'll have to excuse myself."

The man in sunglasses sensed the existence of the person in front of him. He was the target of the adjudication office, the guide to the strange and chaotic situation, and he was not a minor character, but a leader.

He is not even a conscious soul, nor a basic soul, but the most bizarre existence in the deep world.

ghost.

This kind of existence is just a complete obsession. Because the will during life is too terrifying and huge, it cannot be re-condensed even in the eternal deep world.

It can only appear in the form of a remnant soul, without any fighting power, but it is not immortal and is everywhere, and can only communicate and express.

It is an existence similar to or even surpassing the ancient gods of Taichu.

And this man is the top leader of all those who lead the way to trouble.

The man in sunglasses didn't understand why such a person wanted to find him.

"No."

"Even though you don't know me."

"When I knew you."

The ghost's voice was extremely hoarse, as if it was coming from the void, and it was extremely trance-like.

"Who exactly are you..."

The man in sunglasses does not want to get involved in unnecessary disputes. He only desires to find his own essence, and does not want to get involved in the ideological dispute between the Tribunal of Truth and SCT.

Yes.

This organization that leads the way to the strange and chaotic chaos is called SCT. It already existed when the chaos broke out. Their numbers and their slogans are all there.

Those weirdos will always repeat the same sentence.

And their leader.

This is the one in front of you.

ghost.

"I used to be your immediate boss."

"You also know the old me."

"But there's no point anymore."

"Randy."

"I am."

"The host of the original chaos."

"The beginning."

"Choose me."

"I have merged with the truth."

The ghost said calmly.

"Randy..."

The man in sunglasses was in a trance. This should be a name. Whose name is it? Your own?

"In the torture of these long years."

"You've forgotten too much."

"Losing one's own essence and becoming another person who has nothing to do with him."

"You become humble and gentle, obsessed with meaningless things."

"Once you……"

"You can smell the human brain."

"In fear."

"Pain is the only nobility."

"Neither earth nor hell can corrode it."

"To weave a crown of supreme laurels."

"You have to gather the power of the universe."

"..."

"When you taste the pain of fear in people."

"You can even know what kind of happy or unhappy life they lived."

The man in sunglasses said the ghost extremely calmly, telling facts that he himself didn't even know.

"fear……"

"It causes the brain to produce transmitters."

"This violent fragrance attracts predators."

"It's like a card game."

“Once you show that you are a bad player, you are already out.”

The ghost said Randy's famous quote.

But the man in sunglasses in front of him remained indifferent.

"terribly sorry."

"I'm not some Randy."

"Excuse me."

The man in sunglasses was about to leave.

But suddenly.

It seemed that the strange chaos of the original chaos had erupted. The restaurant, which was originally filled with bands playing music and customers talking, suddenly became silent, and you could hear a pin drop.

Then.

Everyone in the restaurant stood up like an army, as if they were all controlled by this ghost.

"Sir."

"Everything is under control."

"Sir."

The personalities of these people were all changed, and they repeated to the man in sunglasses in unison.

Extremely scary.