“Where is the problem?”

Qin Ran leaned against the desk and thought carefully.

Qin Ran was not surprised that there was a problem with Modin's statue. In fact, after the change of [Hell Sigh], Qin Ran became quite alert to the Modin statue.

It is precisely because of this that he stopped devouring the power in it.

As the tortures during the Pope and the members of the Remnant Council appeared, Qin Ran, who saw a trace of historical truth, did not weaken the vigilance of the Modin statue at all, and there was a little doubt.

Those who can survive in that chaotic era and make such statues will definitely not be weaker in terms of strength.

So……

What is the call for help on the base of the statue?

Is it a trap with ulterior motives?

Or is it a real call for help?

Qin Ran didn't know.

He only knew that when he came into contact with the so-called "dark gold" power, there was a slight movement in Modin's statue, which was very slight, and even the kind that was hard to find even at a glance.

If his perception had not approached the second level and his spirit had reached the true fifth level, it would have been difficult for him to notice this strange movement.

However, since he discovered it, Qin Ran was naturally ready.

Therefore, he was not surprised that he appeared in 'hell'.

only……

The identity of the psychologist and the clinic in front of him made him unable to take any measures.

Sensing that the power in his body was not stagnant at all, there were all props, and there was no prompt in the system. Qin Ran frowned.

But then, he looked at the insomnia patient who was sleeping on the sofa in shock.

A trace of pure power was slowly flowing into his body.

It is a kind of power similar to "dark gold", but it does not require "gluttony" to absorb it.

Of course, according to Qin Ran's personality, he would never be so careless.

With a command, "gluttony" pounced on him, began to chew, swallowing the slightest bit of pure power.

There is not much pure power in this trace.

But it also tops the amount of ordinary bento in the dungeon world.

Feeling the slight increase of the five "source powers" in his body, Qin Ran looked at the sleeping patient with a touch of playfulness.

Strength cannot be produced out of thin air.

A process of absorption and transformation is bound to be needed.

Even ascetic monks need to beat their will and spirit like forging to produce a trace of power.

But what about the insomnia patients in front of you?

Ordinary people!

Whether it is the lack of exercised muscles on the body or the cycle without any breath in the body, it shows the other person's identity.

However, it is such an opponent who has a hint of pure power.

"Unknown?"

Qin Ran muttered to himself in his heart.

The unknown represents a crisis.

Crisis can cause fear.

But as long as you fight back fear, it will be an opportunity.

Qin Ran checked the insomnia patient in front of him in a more detailed manner, and once again confirmed that the other party was an ordinary person, he walked towards the window.

When I opened the window, there was no barrier from the glass, the rising sun suddenly blew over with the breeze.

Warm and comfortable.

The windows are located on the second floor, and downstairs is a small courtyard.

From Qin Ran's perspective, there are a row of three tall palm trees on the left, and the one in the middle has exceeded the window on the second floor. If you want to see the canopy clearly, you need to look out to get a glimpse.

On the right is the grape trellis, with lush branches and leaves, green and full of vitality, making people sitting on the stone bench on the pavilion bench aside feel comfortable involuntarily.

A path paved with white cobblestones connects the gate and the building where Qin Ran is located.

The gate is a bronze-style door. Each fence can be spaced into a fist, but it will not cause unnecessary trouble to the owner, making it look beautiful and safe.

When you look past the door, you can see a quiet community.

The houses are arranged in an orderly manner, and pedestrians are walking with their beloved dogs.

Qin Ran stretched out his hand and touched the windowsill made of marble. The touch in his hand told him the truth of all this.

And the powerful perception also tells him that what he sees is also real.

"Another world?"

Qin Ran guessed secretly.

But he did not start to detect the authenticity.

Although he has become an entry-level person, Qin Ran has not forgotten the role of identity when he is still a rookie.

Not only convenience, but also safety.

So, Qin Ran knew very well what to do if you already have a reasonable identity in a strange and unknown place.

Never do things that are inconsistent with your identity.

At least, there is no benefit of being reckless until you learn the truth of this world.

So, when he saw that the sleepy insomnia patient seemed to have signs of awakening, Qin Ran simply walked forward and made another hand knife.

Bang!

After the crisp sound, the insomnia patient fell asleep again.

This time no more power appeared.

“Only once?”

Qin Ran sighed slightly disappointed and walked out of the office.

Outside the office, it looks completely home-oriented.

A carpet with blue and white contrasting colors covers the entire corridor, and opposite is a semi-enclosed balcony with metal frames and glass as screens, a small white round table and three chairs of the same color. There is an ashtray on the table, with no cigarette butts inside.

Sitting here is much more spacious than looking through the windows, and the entire community is almost entirely full of income.

Obviously, this place should be a place for people to wait.

This is enough to show that his business is very good.

Otherwise, it wouldn’t be possible to see a family psychology clinic in such a place that looks like a high-end community at first glance.

Qin Ran walked on the soft blanket and turned his head to look at the other side. There were stairs leading to the first and third floors respectively.

According to the layout of the house in front of him, the first floor should be the reception desk, and the third floor should be his personal accommodation.

Without going downstairs, Qin Ran walked towards the third floor.

He now urgently needs more information about his identity.

The stairs are made of solid wood and painted with a dark red paint. When walking on it, you feel a sense of solidity.

After turning a corner, I climbed to the third floor.

A square floor mat appeared in front of me, next to it was a clothes hanger, a shoe rack, and there were clothes and shoes on it.

Undoubtedly, although he opened a family-based psychological clinic, he completely separated his work and living areas.

Qin Ran changed into slippers according to his habit of this identity and pushed open the door in front of him.

As neat and simple as ever.

A single bed, bookshelf, computer desk, and a bathroom.

Apart from that, there was nothing, the walls were clean and white.

Without any disappointment, Qin Ran swept his eyes over the computer, and then began to search for the computer desk and bookshelf.

People always hide some secrets.

Familiar places will make them feel safe.

Therefore, these secrets must be placed within reach but difficult for others to touch.

Computers have internet cables, which are obviously not suitable.

But the computer desk and bookshelves are much more suitable.
To be continued...