Night, 9:15 PM.
On the subway heading to Yangcheng Plaza Station.
A proselytizing auntie walked through the crowded carriage, reaching the middle section. Seeing the security guard who had already noticed her and was walking over quickly, her expression remained unchanged.
She had already come to terms with it.
She turned her head and handed the flyer in her hand to the only person in the carriage.
It was a tall, thin youth in a gray suit, looking to be in his twenties, leaning against a seat.
He leaned there lazily, with dark circles under his eyes as if he had been smoked, his entire being exuding an aura of exhaustion.
He casually took the flyer and looked at the words claiming that when the stars reached the right position, their god would descend. The moon's rotation marked the stars' shift, leading everything to its proper course and ushering in the prelude to the True God's arrival.
“Have you also seen that so-called True God manifest in the human world?”
The youth asked in a hoarse voice.
The woman was slightly taken aback. In a daze, she felt that something was wrong, but something also blocked her thoughts.
Even with a confused gaze at this moment, she still said with a fanatical tone:
“Yes! A miracle, I saw a miracle! Flames were born from the void, a god was creeping in the chaos, the stars will surely move along the correct trajectory, and my Lord has already begun to watch over the human world.”
“.”
Another one.
The youth frowned and pushed himself up slightly.
“Have you contacted other followers?”
The woman's brow furrowed, and her expression became one of struggle, but she still said:
“Yes, I have contacted other followers, and even encountered the Sheep Leader from under the Shepherd.”
The Sheep Leader!
The youth's expression became solemn.
“Then what is your purpose for coming here?”
“No purpose, the Sheep Leader told me to come here to convey the Lord's voice.”
The youth smiled, slightly displeased, and said:
“It seems you've come to provoke, are you really this crazy?”
This so-called voice is probably not meant for ordinary people, but for us, right?
The Repentance Society seems to be planning a major move in Yangcheng.
“Do you know the identities of other followers?”
The youth didn't ask for information about the Sheep Leader, because that would undoubtedly be futile. If the Sheep Leader could be found so easily, the large-scale bloody ritual in Xituya more than ten days ago would not have happened.
He couldn't be bothered to make such a pointless attempt.
“I don't know, but there's a student, he's wearing a uniform from a certain school, it seems to be City Experimental Middle School No. 2.”
A strange light flashed in the youth's eyes.
“Please do not resist futilely. Now, please cooperate with the security guards and go to the police station.”
The sound of the subway running abruptly resounded in his mind.
Rumble, rumble!
“Hey! Hey!”
Rumble, rumble! Clang, clang!
“Hey! I'm talking to you, ma'am, please cooperate with us in getting off the train.”
The security guard grabbed her forcefully, startling her awake.
In the crowded carriage, she stood there, still holding a flyer in her hand.
“Huh? Just now…”
The woman subconsciously looked at the crowded seats in front of her. Seeing the surprised and vigilant gazes, she felt as if she had forgotten something.
The train stopped at Plaza Station. She remembered that she had to cooperate with the security guards and go to the police station.
The flyer in her hand was taken by the security guard, and her backpack was also removed. She was escorted out of the station by the security guards, just in time to see a somewhat decadent figure boarding a train in the opposite direction.
She couldn't help but look back, only to see the train start moving, going further and further away, quickly disappearing into the darkness, vanishing from sight.
Meanwhile, at the Boss Lady's Hot Pot Restaurant.
Gurgle, gurgle.
The bright red "beef" oil rolled continuously under the scorching flames.
The delicious ingredients appeared and disappeared within it.
The gluttonous diners were expressionless, just eating tirelessly.
The fragrance, like living little insects, constantly burrowed through the air.
Can you imagine?
One day, when you return home, hungry, and want to eat at a familiar restaurant downstairs, you inexplicably walk into a world that destroys reason.
Thump!
Yan Yu, sitting next to him, could no longer bear such a mind-destroying scene. She rolled her eyes and fainted, hitting the table with a loud thud.
Xin Nan glanced at his cup and calmly took a sip of the tea poured by the waiter.
Directly facing weirdness, mutations, and the transcendent is by no means something that will or reason can resist. Fainting is just the most normal reaction.
This is quite interesting, isn't it?
Even in daily life, when humans encounter immense fear or other equally strong emotions, the brain will ignore subsequent dangers, causing them to faint.
Why, when emotions reach such an extreme, can they even overcome the most primal instinct humans are born with—survival?
Could it be that when emotions are too intense, it is more dangerous than your body and life being toyed with and destroyed by whatever scared you into fainting, and by completely losing the ability to control your fate!
Such thoughts flashed through Xin Nan's mind for no reason, and he calmly took another sip of tea.
Around them, because of the sound of Yan Yu fainting and hitting the table, the hot pot restaurant, where everyone had been eating intently, fell silent again.
The diners looked over with smiles revealing their teeth.
Xin Nan calmly glanced at Yan Yu, who was slumped on the table, and said with a smile:
“She drank too much, don't worry. Please give me the menu!”
The diners lowered their heads again, as if nothing had happened.
The waitress standing nearby, watching coldly, trembled slightly, then smiled again and quickly walked over.
“I'm sorry, sir, here is the menu. Our specials today are intestine, tripe, and fresh brain flower.”
Yes, indeed fresh.
Xin Nan didn't even look at the meat dishes. He picked up a pen and fell into thought.
In the current situation, how should he break free?
The waitress patiently bent over, looking at him with a smile.
As he watched, Xin Nan suddenly put down his pen.
The waitress's smile froze on her face.
“Sir, is there something you're not satisfied with? Our dishes are all delicious and very fresh. Please try them, you must try them!”
A strange glint flashed in Xin Nan's eyes.
The most severe consequences now were parasitic infection and death.
As long as there was time, he would not stop struggling. He was a man who could tenaciously live in a world full of monster background paintings; he would not give up easily.
And now, things had not yet reached the point of no return.
After the moon's rotation, a large number of "abnormal" events had occurred worldwide. In the past ten-plus days, Xin Nan had learned some clues about an organization called the "Materialist Bureau" through intelligence brokers and his own investigations.
Like now, even in a big city like Yangcheng, and on Yipin Road, the city center, a weirdo like the Boss Lady could appear here, which shows that this other world (otherworld) is not safe anywhere.
Therefore, official organizations like the Materialist Bureau, in order to maintain regional stability, must have deployed forces in the center of Yangcheng.
Only the transcendent can confront the transcendent!
He had to find a way to contact them.
So, how should Xin Nan contact this mysterious, hidden organization?
Rely on his own connections?
Xin Nan had very few friends, and he was well aware of the circles of those few friends. Seeking their help would yield no results, and even the intelligence broker probably couldn't help.
His interactions during this period had already shown that the other party did not have such resources.
Then, he could only gamble.
The method he could think of in this short time was to call the police!
After all, the technological level of this world was equivalent to the 21st century of his previous life, and Yan Country was a country with a dense "Skynet" and world-leading public security management.
So, no matter how powerful the Materialist Bureau was, when handling abnormal events locally, they would inevitably have to deal with the local police.
Of course, if the Materialist Bureau had the same setup as the Men in Black, Xin Nan would consider himself unlucky.
And even if the Materialist Bureau couldn't arrive in time, his end would still be death.
But at least the information would be out. Under the crushing power of a colossus like the Materialist Bureau, the Boss Lady would likely have no chance of escape, unless she also had a large organization behind her.
“The Boss Lady must pay a price!”
Xin Nan thought pettyly in his heart.
Of course, this feeling of everything being out of control was terrible!
Xin Nan took out his mobile phone from his backpack and said tentatively:
“Wait, let me ask my friends what they want to eat first. Otherwise, it'll be too much trouble to order when they arrive later.”
To satisfy the "greed" for diners that this hot pot restaurant exuded everywhere, Xin Nan deliberately mentioned his friends.
As expected, the waitress's smile widened.
“That would be great! Our dishes are very fresh. Let them try too, they must try them!”
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