Chapter 78: Textbook-Level Random Response

Walking out of the portal, Frank saw a figure sitting on the sofa in the living room at a glance. He was startled first, then immediately reacted.

"Johnson?!" Frank shouted.

Johnson turned around, revealing a slightly pale, slightly weak face.

"Brother! You finally woke up!" Frank went up and gave him a hug. This was truly an unexpected joy.

"Cough, cough, he should be looking for a place to promote to Shepherd, otherwise he wouldn't have actively released the restraint on me." Johnson's expression wasn't very good. After colliding with Woody in the Sea of Mind for so long, he knew more things than Frank, who was awake.

"He? Woody?!" Frank loosened the hug, "I have a question, the second round of the Facing the Darkness mission failed..."

Frank roughly told the things that had happened recently.

After listening to Frank's description, Johnson let out a long sigh, "Of course it failed. That guy isn't trying to create some biochemical warrior, and he's even less trying to protect Amod Company. Actually, I estimate Amod Company should have been sold by him."

"I don't know the content of the promotion ritual for the Secret Prayer path, but from the feedback given by your mission, it can be roughly guessed that he needs you to complete something without your knowledge. Now this ritual has been completed."

Hearing this, Frank also understood. Even a lion uses its full strength to fight a rabbit, let alone facing a dangerous enemy. However, it was precisely this caution of theirs that was instead utilized by the other party.

In the final analysis, this was a problem of information gap.

"What a deep calculation!" Frank exclaimed.

"Calculations or something are still okay. He isn't a Sequence of the Spectator path. Those guys are the best at manipulating everything," Johnson rubbed his sore muscles, "I think what is most terrifying about him is a kind of ability to respond randomly."

"At the very beginning, he indeed wanted to kill me. However, with you here, with the Cabin here, his spiritual pollution didn't completely succeed. After confirming this point, he immediately changed his mind."

"Because of the influence caused by spiritual pollution, I was partially influenced by him. Consequently, Woody began to design the promotion ritual."

"In this process, you brought the Pensieve, preparing to solve the problem of my coma, and Woody took advantage of the situation to build an illusion through some means to confuse you."

"Wait, wait, are you saying that you didn't reach your Sea of Mind through the Pensieve?" Frank asked.

"I reached it, but not completely. Obviously, the aberrated Woody you saw inside was a kind of illusion, or rather, a kind of appearance simulated using the Rose Bishop's ability to control flesh and blood, specifically used to lower your vigilance and confuse your judgment."

Johnson said very affirmatively. Thinking about it, one could also know that it was impossible to be severely out of control one second and prepare for promotion the next.

"In addition, although I don't know what his initial plan was, there definitely wasn't a position for Ethan in that plan. Ethan was also inserted temporarily later. The problem is, inserting a person temporarily, his plan was still completed."

While summarizing, Johnson understood the enemy of everyone even more, "So, he is a guy who is very good at adjusting plans according to existing situations. A simple madman isn't the most terrifying. This kind of madman who seems to have reason is the most difficult to deal with!"

"No matter how terrifying, I intend to fight him. I'll go alone this time. Even if I encounter an accident, he won't be able to keep me!" Frank said very seriously and confidently.

"Don't be too confident. No one knows what other powers he will obtain after promotion," Johnson reminded, "Now everyone is scattered, it's very easy to be broken one by one. If there is a chance, you still have to help bring the key to Blade."

Frank nodded to indicate he understood, then looked at Johnson's weak appearance and continued, "What about you? Shall I help you organize an expert consultation with Tony first?"

"I'm preparing to go to the Hogwarts you mentioned and stay there for a period of time," Johnson had already planned it.

"One is that I need to find a place to recuperate my body, and by the way, prepare for promotion. There must be many magic materials there that can be compared."

"Another reason is that by changing a world, I can avoid the pressure of Woody in the Astral World and prevent some accidents from happening again."

"The last reason is that I have actually always been curious, if there really is a side of the world, a magic world, what it would look like. This time I can just take a look."

"I think it's okay. I'll take you to find Lupin later. He is going to be some Defense Against the Dark Arts professor there. He can help take care of you." Frank continued.

Johnson's combat power and self-protection ability had always been a problem. It was fine with sufficient preparation. Without preparation, a sniper rifle and a professional sniper could kill him very easily.

Leaving Johnson alone in New York, Frank really couldn't rest assured. After all, it was impossible for Tony's side to always pay attention to Johnson and always provide perfect protection.

If Johnson stayed in the Cabin, it wouldn't be very appropriate. After not needing to help Johnson fight pollution, the Cabin was slowly recovering, but this required constant time. To tell the truth, it wasn't suitable for long-term residence here.

Comprehensively looking at it, Hogwarts was better.

Interpersonal relationships were simple, mainly colleagues and students. The environment was stable. How chaotic could a school be?

Moreover, with Dumbledore there, Frank estimated that Johnson should be very safe. No matter what, he would only live for a few months, one semester. He shouldn't be so unlucky as to run into some major event at this time.

Frank didn't believe it. Could it be that wherever these people of his appeared, problems would arise? Then what kind of heroes were they, purely disaster stars!

"By the way, you asked me to look at your notes before you fell into a coma, but..." Frank touched a small notebook from under the sofa and opened it.

The font on the notebook, if one put aside the facts, should still be English. It was just that the cursive was extremely severe, and there were a large number of abbreviations in it.

"I really can't understand it, and it's not good to take it to Tony for analysis, because I don't know what you wrote," Frank said, scratching his head.

Johnson silently closed the notebook. This was a summary of some known information and a suicide note. However, naturally, it wasn't needed now.

So, if the handwriting was too poor, to the extent of self-encryption, this kind of situation where fortune and misfortune depended on each other would occur.

"Nothing, just some things that don't need to be cared about. I will write things on the computer in the future, and then print them out, so there won't be any problems." There was a bit of shame in Johnson's words. This could indeed be considered shameful for an adult. ===== CHAPTER 79 =====