Chapter 855 Safe Zone

Evil spirit, in Freya's eyes, I am a hideous evil spirit.

Such an answer was expected by Bolog. He had roughly understood what happened to Freya and why, many years ago, the Order Bureau's rescue operation failed to bring Freya out of this predicament.

Inverted world.

Freya was also affected by the inverted world like those monsters who thought they were employees, but unlike those monsters, Freya did not put herself into a strange role-playing. Instead, in her eyes, everyone except her became a monster.

So the first moment she saw herself, she did not see a person, but a hideous evil spirit.

This was really an inhuman curse. Since then, Freya's world has been full of monsters, and she is the only remaining human.

Bolog gradually untied the shackles on Freya, and patiently explained to Freya what had happened, trying to make her accept the existence of the inverted world.

This process is not easy. After years of surviving alone, Freya has developed many psychological problems, not to mention that Blogo is still an evil spirit at this moment.

Imagine such a scene. You have survived hard for several years in a strange and evil place. Now you are caught by a terrifying evil spirit. He did not kill you immediately, but talked to you. If he is not an evil spirit...

Blogo is not good at talking. His comfort and explanation have become a little pale. At this time, Blogo can't help but miss Amy again. Her secret power can make people communicate directly with each other.

After nearly half an hour of repeated explanations, Blogo finally stabilized Freya's emotions. He found that this little thief was extremely sensitive. The slightest movement would cause her vigilance and escape, just like a cunning rabbit.

That's right. If Freya was less vigilant, she wouldn't be able to live in the ruins for so long.

"It's incredible. In other words, you are an intern. You encountered the secret war not long after you started working, and you got lost in the ruins." Bologo was amazed at Freya's ability to survive. "You have lived alone for so many years."

"To be precise, I am just a holiday intern."

Freya defended, while speaking, she lowered her head, her eyes wandering around, ready to escape at any time.

"You should know that it is the kind of internship during the holidays, so that you can be proficient in work in advance."

When mentioning this, a layer of mist hung in Freya's eyes again, as if she was about to cry.

"Oh, I know this."

Bologo nodded, that is to say, Freya is essentially a student who came out for an internship during the holidays. Before she could complain that she had to work during the holidays, she was involved in the hustle and bustle of the secret war.

Freya complained in a low voice, "I... I was fooled by my family at the time, saying that early contact is good..."

It's miserable, too miserable.

Bolog roughly guessed Freya's age, and then recalled the time when the secret war took place. Freya should have started to try to participate in work at a very young age, and then encountered this kind of thing.

Does the Order Bureau like to employ minors so much? Bolog couldn't help complaining in his heart. The tragedy of TEDA was also the same. These people were so anxious that they wished that their children had several years of work experience before they graduated.

In comparison, Palmer was much luckier. Although he also started this terrible life from the coming-of-age ceremony, at least he was still working in Fengyuan Highlands at that time. Working with his own family and working with the Order Bureau were completely two different experiences.

Based on this existing information, Bolog further deduced the problem of Freya's identity.

Many condensers began to implant the alchemical matrix when they were adults and their souls were stable. Freya's age was obviously not right in this part. She was already a condenser before she was an adult. This situation only occurs in those extraordinary families and secret societies.

Yes, if there was no background ability, how could the Order Bureau allow Freya to come for internship at that time?

Freya didn't realize that Blogo had almost guessed her through a few scattered information points. She lowered her head and sorted out her messy thoughts.

"That is to say, my cognition is distorted?"

Freya stuttered. She hadn't spoken for too long, and even if Blogo explained it many times, in Freya's eyes, his image was still a tangled ghost.

Freya really couldn't convince herself that the guy in front of her was friendly. Every moment she talked to Blogo, Freya was suppressing her instinct to run away.

"Yes, you are an intern, and it's normal not to understand these. This is an extraordinary disaster called the inverted world."

Blogo took some time to explain to Freya again, and at the same time he took out a lot of proof of his identity. According to the time calculation, Freya had lost contact with the Order Bureau for almost ten years, and after the secret war, the Order Bureau carried out many reforms, and it was unknown whether these proofs were useful.

It felt like communicating with a child, but Freya was indeed a child. Her experience was somewhat similar to that of Berogo, having been trapped in an unlucky place for many years.

Berogo was better. When he was in the black cell, his mind had been baptized by the war and became tenacious, while Freya still had the mentality of a child and a student. This weird environment solidified her psychological age. Even if she grew up, it was mostly in the pursuit of survival.

"So, do you feel better now?" Berogo asked softly.

"Uh... okay."

Freya looked away. She still didn't dare to look Berogo in the eye. Then she said awkwardly, "Then... then you don't have to be so gentle, just speak normally."

"Huh?"

"It's... very strange, you know."

Freya looked at Berogo with her peripheral vision. The terrifying evil spirit spoke to her in an extremely gentle tone. This contrasting picture made Freya feel awkward, and even goose bumps grew.

But she felt good. After so many years, this was the first time she met a being with whom she could communicate, although he looked terrible.

Blogo felt a little disappointed for no reason, "Okay."

The two of them fell silent, and Blogo waited patiently. The changes in the ruins area were completely beyond the expectations of the Order Bureau. For this reason, Blogo was a complete stranger in this area.

Fortunately, he caught a local.

Freya has lived alone in the ruins area for many years. She should be very familiar with the rules and regional divisions here. She is like an experienced guide. With her help, Blogo's next actions will be much smoother.

"I haven't been abandoned, right?"

Suddenly, Freya asked Blogo, "They came to me, but because of the influence of the upside-down world, I regarded them as monsters and hid away."

Blogo's heart sank, but he still nodded, affirming Freya's idea.

"Yes."

Hearing such an answer, Freya could no longer bear it and cried silently.

The saddest thing is not being trapped in this twisted place, but that she had several opportunities to escape, but she missed them.

"We should go."

Berogo helped Freya carry her bags filled with various supplies. He judged, "You have a safe base in this ruins area, right?"

"Yes."

Freya wiped her tears, "There are some areas that staff will not enter."

"Like here?"

Berogo looked around. This void block area was like another form of transfer station. Countless doors stood at the end of the stairs, connecting various areas together.

Freya said, "Almost, but it's not completely safe here."

"What's wrong?"

Berogo asked. They wasted a lot of time here, but no staff invaded from beginning to end. Berogo thought it would be safe here, but in Freya's opinion, it was not the case.

Freya said, "Although it is safe here, it still can't escape its sight."

"Whose sight?"

Freya looked as if she had suddenly realized something. She hadn't been in contact with people for too long, and her behavior always seemed a little strange.

She walked to the edge of the stairs and pointed to the huge mass of countless stairs entangled together below, and the strange glow slowly overflowing from the gaps.

"It, that hazy light."