Xinhai Road, DC District, is about ten kilometers away from Times Square.
Fortunately, there were not many cars at night. Shen Yan and Bai Ye drove Bai Ye's off-road vehicle parked near the square, and approached their destination in more than ten minutes.
"What happened to Zhang Changlin? Is it really okay if we just ignore it and don't ask?"
While driving the car, Bai Ye couldn't help but said to Shen Yan in the passenger seat: "Based on your personal ability, ordinary realm events are not difficult for you at all. I should have stayed and watched them just now..."
"What happened to Zhang Changlin was not a simple coincidence. Before he truly matured, there were people who didn't want anything to happen to him more than us."
Ana Shen sat in the passenger seat, fiddling with his AP bracelet seemingly carelessly, while saying, "If you stay there, it will only increase variables and accidents."
Ana Shen turned his head and looked at Bai Ye, and said with a half-smile: "The Special Affairs Bureau has decided to launch the white blood cell project immediately. Do you think they will safely hand this power into the hands of an outsider like me?"
"you mean……"
"If I'm not wrong, they will definitely send you to be my deputy next... Of course, it's hard to say which of us will be the deputy. But it's a certainty that you will break away from the previous combat order and join the more dangerous white blood cells. "
Ana Shen turned his head, fiddled with his fingers twice, and said, "You have been awakening your spiritual power for some time. This incident on Xinhai Road just allowed me to test how well you master your own spiritual power. "
As the white off-road vehicle gets closer and closer to Xinhai Road, there are fewer and fewer vehicles on the road.
I don't know when it started to fog outside the car window, and it became thicker and thicker as the road progressed.
Ana Shen suddenly said: "Stop!"
Bai Ye stepped on the brakes and asked after the car stopped, "What's wrong?"
Ana Shen frowned: "How long have you been walking straight on this road?"
"About five minutes or so."
Bai Ye answered, subconsciously looking at the road signs outside the car window.
A few meters away from the passenger side, a blue metal road sign stood alone on the side of the road.
Through the fog, you can still vaguely see the words 'Xinnan Road' written on the sign.
"Our current location is Xinnan Road. Continue walking five hundred meters and turn right to enter Xinhai Road."
At this point, Bai Ye's face became a little ugly, and his tone became solemn: "...Xinnan Road is only two kilometers long. At our speed, we should have reached the intersection of Xinhai Road three minutes ago!"
Ana Shen said nothing, closed his eyes and took a deep breath, and the clown's psychic power was instantly mobilized.
The next moment, he opened his eyes, and black psychic power filled his eyes, and the thick white fog outside the car window began to be stained with colorful spots in his eyes.
Just like the scale powder of a butterfly flying in the air, it exudes a dreamlike color.
The clown's voice sounded in Shen Yan's heart: [Tapir! This is the psychic light of the tapir, and you are drawn into the realm of the tapir. 】
Ana Shen responded in his heart: 'What is a tapir? Landlord? '
[The tapir is not the owner of the realm, it is the embers after the soul is burned, it is a dream-eating beast, and it is also a garbage dump. 】
[In short, the presence of tapirs in this place means that at least dozens of awakened people died here within a few days. 】
Dozens of awakened people died in a few days? !
Since the establishment of the Special Affairs Bureau, there have been less than ten awakened persons officially registered. Where did the dozens of awakened persons come from?
At this moment, Ana Shen thought of the Saint-President Research Institute.
They knew about the existence of psychic energy decades ago and carried out targeted research. There should be many awakened people under their command.
Of course, there are also laboratories that have been hidden behind the scenes and have never really been seen.
They are all pioneers in the study of psychic energy. If they can gather dozens of awakened people, it can only be them. But... why did these awakened people die here?
Before Ana Shen could think clearly, a thick fog rolled in the distance and a plump woman stumbled over from the other end of the road.
"Teacher Qin? Why are you here?"
The person who came was none other than Qin Qiubai. She was still wearing a hospital gown. She didn't know what she had experienced. There were several holes in her clothes, revealing her white and tender skin. There was even bleeding in some places.
"Come on! Come on with me!"
Qin Qiubai hadn't reached the car yet, so he shouted while running: "The people from the laboratory are here, they found me, and your traces were exposed..."
"she is……"
Bai Ye turned to look at Ana Shen in surprise, but saw Ana Shen opening the car door and walking out.
From the looks of it, the two of them seem to have a close relationship.
"...When he is done with this matter, let him write a report."
"When we go back, we can remind Professor Qin that as the executor of the White Blood Cell Project, his personal life situation also needs to be reported..."
However, what happened in the next moment completely shocked Bai Ye's jaw.
Ana Shen was seen facing Qin Qiubai with a face full of concern, but before she could be put into his arms, he grabbed her neck with one hand and lifted her up.
Turbulent black spiritual energy, like black flames, spurted out from Ana Shen's body, covering Qin Qiubai's whole body in an instant.
"Cough...cough, why...why?"
Qin Qiubai's throat was pinched, his face turned purple, and he said intermittently: "I am you... Teacher Qin..."
Ana Shen was unmoved. In his eyes, the Qin Qiubai in front of him was just a ghost similar to the one who tried to embezzle Zhang Changlin before. With the help of countless scale powder, he pretended to be Qin Qiubai.
"Is this what Tapir does?"
Ana Shen looked at the ghost disguised as Qin Qiubai with disdain, and the strength in his hands gradually increased, and the spiritual black fire almost burned it into ashes.
【Don't kill it! 】
[It is part of your memory. If you kill it, your memory of Qin Qiubai will be damaged. 】
Ana Shen frowned: "What do you mean?"
[Tapir is the embers after the soul is burned. It is the aggregation of the last bit of spirituality after the death of a large number of awakened people and realm owners. 】
[The tapir was born in the cemetery formed by the arc of unwilling memory and thinking, and memory and thinking have become its favorite food. 】
[Every person who enters its realm will be constantly separated from his memory and thoughts to form various dreams. When you kill these dreams, it is equivalent to abandoning your own memory, and the abandoned part will automatically become its food. 】
"Dreams... hallucinations? You mean, don't resist when faced with these illusions?"
[If you don’t resist, you will be killed by your own memory sooner or later. Then your soul, your mind, and everything about you will belong to the tapir. 】
