"Where is this place?"
Xin Nan felt he had appeared on a street filled with mist.
His body ached everywhere, and countless noisy deliriums echoed in his ears, pouring into his brain.
After an unknown amount of time, the existence called reason was reshaped amidst chaos and bewilderment.
His memories also seemed to be pulled, and began to emerge one after another.
"I saw something I shouldn't have."
Xin Nan recalled everything.
But he didn't understand why he was here?
The next moment, someone walked out of the mist surrounding him.
The first was Yan Yu.
She stood there, smiling.
Then came Ye Lan, the young man in the grey suit whose name he didn't know, the first transcender he had encountered.
Then came the JK girl with a large rabbit behind her.
The Boss Lady, Old Li, Xiao Wang.
The female missionary, the police officer, classmates and teachers from school.
The attending physician and nurse from even older memories, and patients from the mental hospital.
People he knew and didn't know.
His parents.
Finally, his Younger Sister.
She wore a gentle smile that only existed in childhood memories.
They walked out of the mist one by one, all gazing at him.
In their eyes were reflections of Xin Nan from different periods, from every time they had seen him, including witnesses from his infancy.
These were all the people he had encountered in his lifetime.
What he saw, and what saw him, were gathered here tonight.
Through their eyes and bodies, through their existence, Xin Nan's existence was manifested anew.
Borrowing the power of these cursed eyes, it transformed into his anchor in the real world!
The mist dispersed, the mutation reversed.
Xin Nan woke up in extreme pain, facing three people who looked like they were facing a great enemy, yet were bewildered and surprised.
One of them, he recognized, was the JK girl from the Materialist Bureau.
"I survived, after looking directly at the unnamable weirdness, I survived!"
In the moment before he fainted, Xin Nan finally understood.
These eyes were both a curse and a blessing.
The moonlight outside the window seemed to have lost its attraction at this moment.
The three JK stood there in silence for as long as they had been standing.
After all, what they were witnessing was far beyond their already mad cognition.
"Is this... me?"
Among the figures closest to Xin Nan, there was a face that looked exactly like the JK's; she naturally couldn't fail to recognize it.
"Not just you, but Ye Lan too!"
That's right, another person with a tired expression was also their familiar teammate.
What exactly happened? What kind of power and essence was this?
Could this still be simply explained as a mutation of the moon causing the situation?
When the phantoms dispersed, Xin Nan fainted, and everything ended.
The middle-aged man, wiping cold sweat, tentatively asked:
"I say, the change in the moonlight, it wouldn't be related to him, would it?"
The old man was the first to retort, "Impossible, it's the other way around. It's precisely because of the moon's mutation that his specialness was caused!"
After hesitating for a long time, the old man used the word "special" because he found he couldn't find a more suitable word. He continued:
"This is probably the most reasonable explanation."
The JK girl twitched her nose and gave a slight smile:
"Gentlemen, you must have felt it, right? He has gained an element through mutation, he has stepped into the ranks of the transcendent, and now, the pollution on him is minimal, and the mutation is controlled. This means we don't have to eliminate him; we can consider containing him alive or... investigating him?"
Although what happened to Xin Nan was too bizarre, so bizarre that they were all somewhat fearful, the two hesitated before nodding simultaneously, agreeing with the girl's judgment.
The old man clicked his tongue, "Such a special individual must be very valuable. So... tiny, although weird, he can be easily cleared. The Minister will like him."
"Don't forget about her."
Saying this, the JK girl pointed to Yan Yu, who had been shrinking in the corner.
"Facing the mutation at such close range without significant pollution, coupled with this scent, it seems she has also condensed an element."
The middle-aged man wiped cold sweat and said, "This symptom is also too dangerous, too uncontrollable..."
The JK shook her head:
"Yes, but for us, such things are only a matter of time. Madness is the destination of everything. Let's do a big cleanup, and if there are no problems, we'll lift the quarantine on this area and personally take them back to headquarters, the three of us."
"No objections."
"No problem."
Xin Nan woke up from his coma three days later.
Sitting in a special room covered with soft white material, his groggy head made it take him a while to recall those memories.
The Hot Pot Restaurant, the detention room, Yan Yu, and that thing!
Stop!
Can't think about it.
Xin Nan's body seemed to erupt with infinite terror, forcibly diverting his attention with other things.
His instinct told him that even a single recall of that thing's image would cause him terrible, irreparable pollution.
After he was immersed in fear for a minute.
Creak.
The door of the white room suddenly opened.
A woman wearing a white coat, large metal-rimmed glasses, and an exaggerated figure walked in. Her vibrant golden long hair and stereoscopic Caucasian features gave her an unusual charm.
It reminded Xin Nan of the extremely special East and West City district mode of this world.
Even in cities deep inland like Yangcheng, like most cities in the world, there was a division mode of East and West City gathering areas.
It felt as if the Eastern and Western worlds of his previous life were condensed into one city.
In the eastern district of a city, it was always people with yellow skin who resided there, and the buildings, culture, and food here would have distinct Eastern characteristics.
The western district, on the other hand, was dominated by white people, filled with Western spires and fast food.
The excessively distinct differences meant that even festivals were completely different, which also meant that citizens of a city, depending on their birthplace and workplace, might celebrate two festivals and live two distinctly different lives.
Other ethnic groups were orderly distributed throughout the city, forming small gathering areas.
This also meant that in addition to the official language of Yan Country, Yangcheng had many other common languages and more niche ethnic languages.
This regional system was clearly unreasonable, but it had firmly taken root in this world and become an almost universal urban construction plan, and people would consciously find their belonging.
Seeing this face, Xin Nan thought he had arrived in the West District of Yangcheng at first.
Then, he quickly noticed that the female doctor was holding his notebook.
At the same time, she was truly attention-grabbing as she moved.
Even with a rotting whale-like existence behind her, dripping dark green liquid, it didn't diminish her allure one bit.
The female doctor immediately noticed Xin Nan's gaze.
"What are you looking at? Heh heh, is there something behind me? Little boy."
A voice with a full flavor came from her mouth.
Xin Nan glanced at her chest, where a work badge was hanging, with a photo of the woman and her position, but no name.
The position listed was the Dean of Chaoyang Mental Hospital.
Xin Nan knew this mental hospital. Among the more than twenty mental hospitals in Yangcheng, this was the one with the best environment, the fewest patients, and also the most expensive.
It was said that the hospitalization fee alone was nearly five million per year.
It was strange that such a place could still admit patients.
And being admitted here, he inexplicably felt a sense of coming home.
"A rotting whale, what do you call it?"
Xin Nan's words caused the Dean, who had put down a folding stool and sat down, to pause as she casually flipped through his notebook. This was the first time she had lost her composure since entering the room.
"Just call me Dean. You can see consciousness bodies? This shouldn't be possible. Can you tell me about your illusion?"
"Are you from the Materialist Bureau?"
Xin Nan realized something.
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