Fang Xiu nodded in agreent.
He realized that spiritual incense was indeed harmful, trying to corrupt his mind. He decided it was ti to sell all his spiritual incense.
Also, he began to consider dealing with the matters of Green Mountain ntal Hospital. He had always been curious about the items left by the hospital's leader, Zhou Qingfeng, and the true nature of this world.
Even now, he was unclear about who wrote the bloody ssage on the ceiling when he first arrived in this world, along with many other mysteries.
Previously, Fang Xiu was too weak to be privy to these secrets, but now, with his newfound strength, he felt ready to uncover them.
anwhile, at the Investigation Bureau, a major incident occurred.
"What did you say! Yang Kunpeng's Spiritual Energy is getting out of control?" Wang Dehai, in his office, roared in disbelief, "How could this happen? Green Mountain ntal Hospital is a grade C. Even if Yang Kunpeng's team was wiped out, how could he end up in such a state? He has been unconscious for three days, and now he's losing control of his Spiritual Energy? Didn't the doctors say he wasn't injured?"
It turned out that the day before Fang Xiu went to Blackwater Village, Yang Kunpeng's team had been sent to Green Mountain ntal Hospital's Specter Zone.
Wang Dehai had issued two tasks that day: one to Blackwater and the other to Green Mountain ntal Hospital. Yang Kunpeng's team departed the sa day, while Fang Xiu and the others went to Blackwater Village the next day.
Yang Kunpeng's team returned from Green Mountain ntal Hospital the following day, but only Yang Kunpeng showed up, soon falling into a coma, regaining consciousness only today.
A subordinate, frightened by Wang Dehai's outburst, reported, "Director Wang, according to Yang Kunpeng, the intel we had was incorrect. In the hospital's Specter Zone, there were many Specters roaming around, including the two we had been inford of. Yang Kunpeng said he saw at least three more. If not for his ability to beco invisible, he would have likely died."
"Three more Specters!?" Wang Dehai broke out in cold sweat, recalling Fang Xiu's previous claim that there were dozens of Specters in Green Mountain ntal Hospital, locked in wards. Initially, Wang Dehai and Shen Lingxue had dismissed this, because such a gathering of dozens of Specters was unprecedented.
The headquarters had once ntioned that Specters, with their diverse characteristics, rarely coexist peacefully, making it unusual for them to form groups. This was as improbable as solitary animals living together in the wild, defying common sense. Just like the saying "two tigers cannot share one mountain," of course, unless they are a male and a female.
Furthermore, Fang Xiu, being a new psychic and previously a regular person, had limited exposure to Specters. Hence, they naturally assud that the Specters Fang Xiu saw in his visions were actually Specter Slaves, which, to the untrained eye, seed indistinguishable from real Specters.
But now, Yang Kunpeng, an experienced psychic, had encountered three more Specters in the Green Mountain ntal Hospital's Specter Zone, challenging this common understanding. This suggested that Fang Xiu's claims about the presence of dozens of Specters, not just Specter Slaves, in the hospital might be true.
This was an important revelation. If true, it would overturn the long-held belief that Specters do not congregate, making Green Mountain ntal Hospital's Specter Zone in Greenvine City a unique case worldwide.
"Where is Yang Kunpeng now? Take to him!" Wang Dehai urgently demanded.
"He's in the interrogation room, Director Wang, but he's close to mutating. It's too risky for you to go."
"Has Yang Ming returned yet?"
"No, not yet."
"What about Bai Qi? Is he fully recovered?"
"Vice-Captain Bai has co back to work, but he doesn't seem to be fully recovered."
"We can't worry about that now. Get Bai Qi to my office. And Fang Xiu, too. He's involved in this."
"Yes, Director Wang."
Ten minutes later, Fang Xiu arrived at Wang Dehai's office, unsure why he had been summoned, especially during his recovery period.
Upon entering, he saw a tall, handso man with a pale complexion sitting across from Wang Dehai. The man was sitting upright, expressionless, exuding an aura that seed to keep everybody away.
This man had neat, disheveled black hair, delicate features, and a cold expression reminiscent of Satan himself. His sharp eyes and a high nose bridge were paired with thin, cold lips. Overall, he appeared as a dominant figure, typically reserved and imposing. However, his unnaturally pale face and occasional coughs betrayed a hint of illness."
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