Chapter 119 The high-dimensional overwatcher is still good at playing

Chapter 119 The high-dimensional overwatcher is still good at playing

Is this possible?

Hastur carefully looked at it several times again. The figure was indeed Sheriff Reed, and the surrounding environment was the same as what he saw at Sheriff Reed's house that day.

The high-dimensional overwatcher really didn't know what method he used to occupy the body of Sheriff Reed's son.

The baby boy, who was born not long ago, was lying quietly in bed at this moment, enjoying the kind care from his parents.

No one could have imagined that in that extremely weak body, there was actually the power of the high-dimensional overwatcher!

If this is not the reincarnation of part of the consciousness of the high-dimensional overwatcher, then it should be the son of God with certain power!

But what makes Hastur curious is that if it is the offspring born by the high-dimensional overwatcher, then the ordinary people around the baby boy should have died as soon as he was born?

At the very least, it will be contaminated. How could there be no impact at all?

Looking at his appearance lying quietly in the crib, he is a very ordinary baby no matter how you look at it, and there is nothing strange about it.

Sheriff Reed and his lover, it seems that they have not been affected at all, everything is normal.

Could it be related to the special authority possessed by the High-Dimensional Overlooker?

The High-Dimensional Overlooker's source was not sucked away, and the Extraordinary Path was not torn apart, so it was difficult to guess what kind of authority He possessed.

We can only think about the scope of His authority from His title.

Hasta pondered for a long time and thought of a feasible method, which was to get the corresponding information from the mouth of the Lamp God.

With his temperament of roaming the starry sky for so many years, he must have known the ability of the High-Dimensional Overlooker.

But how to ask so that the Lamp God will not be suspicious?

Directly send the projection of the baby to the Lamp God, and then say lightly that it is interesting?

But this is too deliberate, it is difficult to hide from the Lamp God, and it may even make the Lamp God doubt himself.

"Maybe you can ask Will. With his wide knowledge, he may really know something."

"Even though it is Will, you should be careful with your words to avoid exposing the existence of the Hall of Stars."

Hasta thought for a long time, and still felt that it would be more reliable to ask Will first.

If it really doesn't work, he can watch for a few days. If the baby has no abnormalities, he can wait until the day when the stars gather and pretend to mention it.

After leaving the Hall of Stars, Hastur got up and went to the study, took a thousand paper cranes from the wind chimes at the window, and then picked up a pen and wrote on it: Come quickly.

After writing, he hung the thousand paper cranes on the wind chimes again, and then went back to his bedroom to sleep.

After about ten minutes, the dream came.

Will, who was lying on the bed, sat up straight, pulled the quilt over his waist and abdomen, and said with a stern face: "Although I am no longer a child, the necessary sleep can still help me grow faster."

"Something unexpected happened."

"What happened?"

Will's expression also became solemn. He knew that something really big must have happened, otherwise Hastur would not have summoned him overnight... to ask for help.

After all, it was less than an hour since they had just talked.

"Do you know anything about the High-Dimensional Overlooker?"

"I've only heard of the name of this Outer God, and I don't know much about other aspects."

Hastur was a little embarrassed, but still asked: "Then can you guess what kind of authority He has?"

"Of course I can't... do this kind of thing." Will finally admitted his ignorance.

"Alas..."

Hasta sighed softly, causing Will to hum in dissatisfaction: "Who dares to run to the starry sky in this situation? It's normal not to know them, and this high-dimensional overwatcher has not actively invaded, and there are even few records of his existence."

"Who knows him better?"

"In addition to the current seven righteous gods, there are only the seven pure lights in the spiritual world. These seven beings are quite kind and know a lot about the outer gods outside the starry sky. They should know about the high-dimensional overwatchers."

"It's a bit troublesome."

Hasta still sighed, and Will couldn't help asking: "What happened to make you so worried?"

"Today, Sheriff Reed's son was born. He wanted me to name his child. I didn't have a good idea for a while, so I tried to peek into the fate of this baby."

Hasta considered his words carefully so as not to appear too special.

"..."

Will blinked and whispered, "Then you got the revelation about the high-dimensional overlooker?"

"Yeah."

Will rolled his eyes and pouted, "Then why haven't you died yet?"

"I am more favored by fate."

"Are you sure you want to talk about fate with a mercury snake?"

"..."

Hasta didn't say anything, and let Will use his imagination.

"You are obviously only Sequence 7! How dare you dare to peek into the existence of the level of the Outer God!"

Will was shocked. Even in his most prosperous period, he could only peek into the little secrets of the gods.

Outer Gods, that is a terrifying existence that he avoids!

If he dares to peek, he will definitely be contaminated, and there is a great possibility that he will die tragically on the spot.

Hasta corrected, "I just accidentally got a little insignificant revelation when I was peeking into the fate of the baby."

Will looked at him like a fool, "Do you think there is any difference?"

"Of course there is, one is an active offense, and the other is passive and unintentional."

"No matter how careless you are, it's still an Outer God!"

Will's tone has increased a lot. He doesn't want to argue with Hastur about this issue anymore. He thought for a while and said, "What are you going to do?"

"I can't make up my mind, so I'll discuss it with you."

"Don't drag me into this. I don't want to get into this trouble!"

"Well, let me think about it."

Hasta had no intention of letting Will participate in this matter. He just wanted to learn about the news about the High-Dimensional Overlooker from Will.

Unfortunately, Will didn't know either.

After a while, Will whispered, "Let Him develop naturally. Just stay away from Him. Don't get involved, otherwise people will die."

"Don't worry, I cherish my life and won't take risks easily."

"That's good." Will nodded and reminded, "You'd better not talk to others about what happened tonight, otherwise you will get yourself into trouble."

"Well."

Seeing that Hastur had his own ideas, Will didn't say anything else. He waved his little hand and left the dream.

With Will's warning and his own idea of ​​continuing to observe, Hastur decided not to provoke this matter for the time being and stay away.

As for naming the baby... Peeping Tom?

This name should be very suitable, right?

Hastur lay in bed and thought for a long time until he fell asleep late at night.

The next day, he told Butler Negan that he would be out recently and would not stay at home. If anyone came to see him, he should help him decline.

After arranging these things, he took a carriage to Greg's villa.

The security here is very strong. People like Sheriff Reed cannot approach here, so he can avoid possible contact with them.

In addition, Greg wanted to introduce him to the Prime Minister, so it was a good choice to stay at Greg's place for a while.

Facing his arrival, Greg was obviously very happy and invited him to drink a lot of wine in the evening.

Fortunately, Hastur came prepared this time. He took a sobering pill developed by Grelint in advance. With the physique of a barbarian, he took all the wine that Greg poured him.

In the end, it was Greg himself who couldn't stand it and held up the sign of exemption from war.

Late at night, Hastur entered the Hall of Stars from his dream again.

The other stars were still as quiet as usual, only the star where the high-dimensional overwatcher was located made Hasta keep a close eye on it, trying to find out the scope of the high-dimensional overwatcher's authority.

It was already late at night, and the screen showed that Sheriff Reed was sleeping on a single sofa next to the crib, his lover was sleeping on the bed, and the baby was lying quietly in the crib.

When the two fell asleep, the baby, who was originally eating his fingers and drooling, turned over and stood up directly from the bed!

He has not been more than three days since he was born!

This scene made Hasta feel like watching a horror movie.

The baby's body was shaky at first, and then gradually became skilled until he stood firm.

He walked to the bed, his short legs stretched out of the edge of the bed, reached out to hold the handrail, and gently swung his feet.

He looked in a good mood.

While swinging his feet, he tilted his head and stared at the parents of his body.

It seemed that he was thinking about how to treat them.

In the dark night, the baby's eyes looked particularly scary.

When Hastur saw this, he thought that the high-dimensional overlord was going to kill his parents directly, turning him into an orphan.

But the baby just stared at him, without any desire to attack.

After a while, Sheriff Reed's lover shook slightly, stretched out an arm, and reached into the crib in a half-asleep and half-awake state, habitually wanting to confirm the baby's condition by touching it.

The baby stood up, staggered to the crib, and then climbed up the crib with his short legs.

The second before Sheriff Reed's lover woke up, he appeared under her arm so that her hand could touch him.

And there was a loud cry of a baby at the right time.

The cry quickly woke up Sheriff Reed and his lover, and they quickly got up, one was busy changing the diaper under the baby's buttocks, and the other gently patted the baby, trying to calm the baby down and fall asleep again.

Such a warm scene made Hastur speechless.

I have to sigh that those who look down from higher dimensions really know how to have fun.