Deity Investigation Report

Chapter 193 Qinggang has been kidnapped by me

"It's him?"

The moment he saw the white figure, Nightlight cried out in shock, his expression turning one of extreme terror.

But the two men in the red trench coat and green hat had no idea who the white figure was.

Judging from the person carrying the suitcase, they should theoretically be from the Disaster Management Bureau. However, given their experience, they had never seen this person before, nor had they ever heard of any investigator dressed in white with blond hair and carrying a snakeskin briefcase.

But the nightlight had no time to explain; it could only rely on the distribution of the blocking points to shout in a deep voice, "Hold on!"

At this point, the three of them had already separated, making it difficult to establish a mental communication connection.

However, the special structure of the blocking position allows them to transmit information relatively effortlessly over a sufficiently long distance.

Hearing the warning from the nightlight, the man in the red trench coat and the man in the green hat dared not be careless. At the same time, they shouted in low voices, activating all their mental activity. As the cipher text spell number 03 took effect, the mental barrier around them had turned into a thick wall.

With their combined experience and mental fortitude, the three barriers supported and reinforced each other, making each person's barrier far stronger than usual.

But what no one expected happened: the white monster merely glanced coldly at the temporary containment center, completely disregarding the three of them. With a flick of its wrist, the air was instantly filled with the dense, grating sound of glass being crushed and cut.

The massive mental barrier only lasted for less than a second before it suddenly collapsed and fell.

Nightlight, Red Trench Coat, and Green Hat all turned deathly pale at the same time, feeling a splitting headache and blood welling up in their throats.

Before the massive barrier had completely collapsed, the three of them made their choice without prior agreement.

Back off!

The cryptic mantra "What you think is the boundary" has a unique characteristic.

That is, as long as the person who set up the barrier does not die or suffer a mental breakdown, the barrier will not disappear.

But at that moment, the three veteran investigators simultaneously realized the terrifying strength of their opponent.

If one persists to the end, the only outcome will be death or being crippled.

So they managed to remove the barrier in advance, thus saving their lives in this extremely dangerous situation.

But that also meant letting these mechanical ghosts in.

The change can happen in just a second.

This is a smart choice that only a seasoned investigator could make.

"Fire!"

With the barrier broken, countless mechanical demons rushed into the temporary containment center, like a surging undercurrent, crashing against everything in their path.

The three men in the red trench coat were panting heavily. Although they had survived, the pressure they had just experienced still left them feeling uneasy.

As countless mechanical ghosts surged in, they were unable to stop them.

Inside the containment center, however, the armed personnel and enforcers shouted orders, and bullets rained down on the mechanical ghosts.

But it was no use. When they were far away, this level of firepower couldn't stop these mechanical ghosts. Now, there were dark figures everywhere, and pale, terrifying faces rushed in front of them.

"Haha, trash, all of you are trash..."

Amidst the terrified screams of the crowd, the white monster strode forward, its form resembling a white demon in the night.

Someone nearby had already noticed him, and a barrage of bullets swept over him.

But he merely brushed the bullets off the ground as if they were dust, his pace quickening as countless mechanical demons swarmed around him, attacking and tearing at him, creating a blood-soaked vacuum around him.

He barged into the makeshift shelter, a place where people infected with conjunctivitis were being held captive.

His expression hardened slightly, and he spread his five fingers.

A flashing blue arc of electricity appeared between his five fingers, then slowly descended, pressing down on the head of an infected person kneeling on the ground.

"Sizzle..."

With the roar of electric arcs, the infected man's body convulsed and screams rang out, as if something in his mind was being forcibly pulled into reality.

"What is he doing?"

The people in the red trench coat and the others all changed color.

The Black Notebook has been sealed, but the pollution from the Mother Tree remains, only now it has become rootless water. Logically, it will gradually dissipate into the real world over time, at which point the pollution will be completely cleaned up.

But this person's target was actually the infected; he was...

Everyone realized that this person was doing something extremely dangerous. The man in the red trench coat gritted his teeth and rushed forward two steps.

But after only those two steps, the white monster suddenly turned its head coldly, its gaze falling on her face like a bolt of lightning. The courage that the woman in the red trench coat had just mustered vanished in an instant.

Only one voice kept telling her: You can't go there, you'll die!
The white monster's eyes held no trace of human life, only indifference towards all human lives.

"Hehe..." The woman in the red trench coat was in a daze when she suddenly heard a cold laugh.

She turned her head hastily and saw Miss Crow. She had somehow returned from somewhere and was now looking at her with her hands in her pockets, tilting her head and looking at her with a very disdainful expression.

“Weiwei…”

The woman in the red trench coat instinctively yelled, but after yelling once, she suddenly realized what she had done and shouted angrily, "Where did you come from?"

"Where is Mr. Drunkard? And where is Investigator Fei Di, who was with you?"

"..."

Miss Crow ignored her, merely looking coldly at the white monster ahead:

"As investigators, shouldn't you be risking your lives to stop the pollution at this time?"

"..."

The woman in the red trench coat didn't even understand why this fool was saying these things at this time; she just got angrier the more she looked at her.

But in that brief moment of hesitation, a terrified scream suddenly rang in my ears, followed by deathly silence. Even the dense sounds of gunfire and angry shouts around me disappeared, as if everyone around me had vanished.

Her heart skipped a beat, and with difficulty, she turned her head, only to be met with a nightmarish scene.

In the night sky ahead, a blood-red tree appeared out of nowhere. It was incredibly tall, with a trunk made of gnarled flesh and leaves that seemed to reflect human faces. It was eerie and sinister, yet it also carried a mysterious power, spreading across the night sky.

"This is what those infected with conjunctivitis see..."

The woman in the red trench coat reacted instantly, staggered slightly, and looked into the temporary shelter.

The white monster now stood among all the infected, emanating countless electric currents that invaded the minds of each infected person.

It was as if they were using this method to capture some kind of scene they were seeing.

The electric arcs emanating from his body connected with each person, making the captured image clearer. The eerie trees growing in the night sky ahead became more and more real in everyone's view.

The Mother Tree, which was originally only visible to those infected with conjunctivitis, is now truly visible to everyone in the room.

Whether they were law enforcement personnel or armed men, upon seeing this mother tree, their expressions simultaneously became blank, and their eyes began to redden slightly.

While they were firing their guns or blocking the guns, they forgot what they were supposed to do. They only felt their knees getting weaker and their bodies getting heavier and heavier. All they wanted to do was to worship the Mother Tree in devotion.

Pollution began to appear in large quantities, at a rate that was more than a hundred times faster than before.
Ordinary people can be corrupted with just one glance, while those trained by mysterious forces can also be corrupted if their mental activity is insufficient. Moreover, the impact of their corruption is greater than that of ordinary people.

As large numbers of people in the containment center began to see the Mother Tree and kneel down in worship, the eerie tree began to grow wildly, becoming increasingly real and taking root in reality.

"not good……"

Thanks to her powerful mental activity, the woman in the red trench coat only trembled slightly and temporarily escaped the pollution.

But she immediately realized the importance of the problem and turned to look in the direction of Qinggang.

Thirty kilometers away, Qinggang City was ablaze with lights.

At this distance, and at night, the residents of Qinggang City should not be able to see the Mother Tree. However, as the tree grows taller and clearer, the area affected by the pollution also expands.

If pollution is likened to a constantly expanding shadow, then this shadow is rapidly spreading towards the edge of Qinggang City.

There, there will be endless ordinary people, utterly powerless against the Mother Tree.

At that moment, the woman in the red trench coat was almost in despair. She staggered a few steps, muttering to herself, "It's over, it's over..."

……

Inside the temporary containment center, the white-suited monster slowly emerged, hovering twenty centimeters in the air. His body was covered in eerie blue arcs of electricity, like twisted roots growing from his body. His figure gradually overlapped with the Mother Tree in the distance.

He slowly opened his eyes, gazing admiringly at the distant Mother Tree, and let out a captivating sigh.

Then, it gently floated towards the Mother Tree, spoke softly, and its voice, accompanied by interwoven spiritual power, spread to all directions.

"Hey……"

As he began to speak, this pervasive spiritual power spread in all directions, and the conjunctivitis sufferers in various places reacted accordingly; their mouths opened and closed woodenly, uttering the sounds he wanted to say:
"The big shots, the good-for-nothings, the ignorant wretches of Qinggang City..."

"I've been imprisoned and tortured by you for four years, but now it's my turn. So, you should listen to what I have to say..."

"Bai Senmang, just you wait! The moment I regain power, I will kill your entire family!"

"..."

The angry voices echoed across the entire wilderness, even beginning to spread towards Qinggang. Countless people who heard these voices were filled with astonishment, yet also with confusion:

Who is Bai Senmang?

(End of this chapter)