I! Cleaner!-Chapter 745 - 680: Learn and They’ll Be Silenced

"!?!?!?"

Seeing the Cerberus that bit the shooter director’s calf and desperately shook its head, trying to tear off a piece of meat, everyone present suddenly felt their minds buzz in unison.

No... you call this "not quite the same"? What the hell does this have to do with what we just learned?!

"Behave yourself!"

Seeing the Cerberus with two heads biting the shooter’s two legs and the third head starting to probe toward the middle, Leon’s heart skipped a beat. He immediately raised his hand and slapped the third head that was ready to cause more trouble, and then awkwardly said:

"This is the situation with me as you can see. I can observe the sand and compress myself, but what I end up with... doesn’t seem to have much to do with sand..."

"..."

Indeed.

Seeing the Cerberus whimper twice after being slapped by Leon and finally calming down, the shooter director fell into a silent thought.

This not only has nothing to do with sand, but it also has nothing to do with the secret technique I taught... Hmm... wait a minute!

Recalling the sensation of being bitten, the shooter director instructed Leon to control the Cerberus, then reached out to touch the three grimacing dog heads.

Cold, rough, with a strong scraping feeling, like stroking a sheet of sandpaper pasted backward... This is indeed the texture of sand, seemingly not destroying its essence, but more like the situation after entering the gateway to the secret technique.

But if he really learned the shooter’s secret technique, then how do you explain this dog?

"Um..."

Seeing the shooter director with a rather complex expression, Leon glanced at the [Arcane Inheritor (Shooter)] badge he just received and couldn’t help but tentatively ask:

"Sir Shooter, although you may not quite believe it, I think I might have already grasped the basics, and I can control this... uh... this dog, so can I avoid going to Mr. Cancer to erase my memory?"

"We’ll talk about the memory issue later."

With a wave of his hand indicating no rush, the shooter director squinted his eyes and said:

"You just said you can control this dog... To what extent can you control it, can you make it transform back into sand?"

"I’ll give it a try."

Hearing the shooter’s words, Leon pondered for a moment, then reached out to grasp the middle head of the Cerberus.

As he acted, the ’inner self’ that had flowed out and overlapped with the sand naturally retracted, and the half-human-tall Cerberus quickly shrank down to become an ordinary grain of sand.

He really has learned it... and his mastery is quite good, far beyond the beginner level, even better than that little girl from the Aquarius Branch.

Picking up the sand from Leon’s hand and rubbing it, checking the empty ’inner self’ within the sand, the shooter director couldn’t help but hiss, feeling his head throb with pain.

The ability to perfectly compress one’s inner self proves Leon’s concentration of will; the ability to completely overlap with and enhance the sand indicates his manipulation skills are outstanding;

And meticulously retracting all his inner self represents his solid self-awareness, allowing him to significantly immunize against the reverse influence of abnormal objects.

In any past Sagittarius selection, someone who understood the enhancement secret technique in just two hours and could control it so freely could almost be directly secured for the director’s position.

But what’s up with this dog?!!!

...

After mulling over it for more than half a day without figuring out why Leon could enhance sand into a dog, the shooter director took a deep breath, took out a bloodshot eyeball from his pocket, and handed it to Leon, who was full of confusion.

"Like this, perform the secret technique on this abnormal object in front of me and let me see what’s going on...

Don’t worry, I originally intended to let you practice with this next time, it barely counts as an abnormal object, but the ’inner self’ is not much stronger than a grain of sand, you won’t be in any danger."

Is there really no danger?

Nodding slightly upon hearing this, Leon did not immediately apply the secret technique but instead rubbed the sticky eyeball in his hand.

[Name: Three Day Eye-Left (Link, Observe)]

[Appearance: A fresh animal eyeball with a horizontal slit pupil, feeling warm and sticky, will actively make eye contact with the source of gaze after sensing it, and if smelled closely, it has a faint mutton smell]

[Ability: Vision Sharing, Environmental Observation]

[Cost: Within three days of use, you need to pray to the Son of the Soul Jogoya, and offer a sheep’s head without the left eye,]

[File: A commonly seen active eyeball in the Prison of Greed, often set up in locations requiring surveillance, continuously sharing the user’s vision for about three days...]

[Evaluation: A very useful small abnormal object... With a bit of cooking oil and salt and pepper, it actually tastes pretty good]

[Contamination Value: 0.1]

If the Contamination Value is only 0.1, it should indeed be very safe.

After confirming the safety of this abnormal object, Leon tentatively began applying the shooter’s secret technique he had learned, compressing his inner self, then overlapping it with the sheep’s eyeball in his hand, finally applying enhancement...

"Woof!"

The excited bark rang out again, and this time without the shooter director’s help, the sheep’s eyeball in Leon’s hand suddenly turned dark, then transformed back into a large mouth with three heads, hungrily lunging toward the shooter director.

Confirmed, he has indeed learned the shooter’s secret technique, and quite well at that.

Patting the lunging Cerberus and realizing the texture of its black fur felt as sticky as the eyeball, the shooter director threw the Cerberus back, then informed Leon with a complex expression:

"Although it presents in a strange way, you don’t need to go find Mr. Cancer, given your current mastery level, as long as you don’t apply it to targets with higher Leon Values than yourself, you won’t be in any danger.

As for the next secret technique lesson... you can come if you want, but I think it would be better if you didn’t."

"..."

No... what do you mean exactly?

"When I say this, I don’t mean you’re not welcome, it’s just that your approach is too different from others, and I have nothing else to teach you."

Under Leon’s puzzled gaze, the shooter director reluctantly explained:

"What others need to learn is how to enhance different types of abnormal objects, how to control the enhanced abnormal objects, and how to protect themselves from being eroded when enhancing objects with thoughts, but you... let me put it this way."

Pointing at the eyeball in Leon’s hand, the shooter director explained with a complex face:

"Your ’inner self’ is just too stubborn, highly resistant to altering itself to adapt to ’others’ rules.

Others use the shooter’s secret technique by surrendering ’themselves’ to enhance the target, the biggest worry is being eroded by anomalies, while your shooter’s secret technique doesn’t even allow for that, it starts by frantically eroding others.

So those abnormal objects with lower Leon Value than yours, after being eroded by your ’inner self’, directly lose their ’self’, being forcibly polluted into your form, and even those that don’t belong to you can be forcibly ’enhanced’ away by you as well.

The shooter’s secret technique in your hands shouldn’t be called [Abnormal Enhancement] anymore, it should be renamed [Abnormal Pollution]."