Deity Investigation Report

Chapter 195 The Value of an Heir

On the desolate wilderness, before Han Su and the others could analyze the white corpse's target, they saw the towering, bizarre Mother Tree in front of them, formed from intertwined flesh and blood. The impactful scene made their hearts sink.

"The Mother Tree has appeared directly in reality?"

"Good heavens, the legendary ten world-destroying disasters have directly manifested in the world. Qinggang is doomed!"

On the back of the motorcycle, Wei Lan withdrew his hands from Han Su's temples and gasped.

She was giving Han Su a "mental massage," a method that can quickly help people restore their mental strength.

After all, Han Su's mental strength had been repeatedly depleted from the repeated battles.

Upon witnessing the terrifying Mother Tree appear and sensing the eerie information transmitted in the air, Han Su, who had been deliberately maintaining a calm demeanor, instantly tensed up.

Gazing at the thing that had appeared in reality from afar, I thought in astonishment:

Who is Bai Senmang?

"..."

Wei Lan sighed and said, "You don't know the number two secretary in Qinggang City?"

Han Su felt even more astonished. Secretary No. 2, wasn't that the father of the guy with the parted hair?
He stormed the temporary containment center, causing the Mother Tree to descend into reality, and then the first thing he did was...

...Would he kill his entire family?
Suddenly, his doubts about the white corpse deepened. He had originally thought that he was the one the white corpse hated the most.

In addition, his words about being tormented for four years made Han Su feel extremely uncomfortable.

Ten years have passed since the kidnapping. When did the guy with the parted hair get out, and what did he experience during those ten years?
The more I thought about it, the more annoyed I became. I shook my head vigorously to shake off these troubling thoughts.

But Wei Lan straightened him up again: "Don't move!"

Han Su smiled wryly, of course he dared not move rashly, he still needed to recover more spiritual power to find that white monster.

Or rather, the child who was kidnapped along with them.

but……

Thinking of his resentment and madness, I felt a strong sense of unease.

He whispered, "That...that monster and that drunkard both mentioned the heir..."

"The heir, have you ever heard of him?"

"a lot of!"

Wei Lan nodded slightly: "I don't know why they mentioned this. This title is usually only associated with mysterious organizations."

“Like our Queen Organization, every city that holds a Queen beauty pageant will elect a Queen every three years. Therefore, every city has a current Queen and many deposed Queens.”

"And all of these people can choose to compete for the regional queen of the City Alliance, or the queen of a certain country or continent, as candidates."

"Of course, the highest level is the world-class empress, but this world has not had an empress for a long time."

"..."

Han Su didn't understand why she brought this up either, and subconsciously asked, "Why?"

"Because the competition is too fierce."

Wei Lan spoke in a low voice: "Every city, region, country, and continent has its own empress, which involves too many interests and powers. In addition, different races have different aesthetic standards, so no one is willing to submit to anyone else, and no one can suppress anyone else."

"But because no world-class empress has emerged, no one has ever been able to truly wield the power of an empress."

"This is one of the reasons why the Queen's organization is considered relatively safe by others; we will never have a unified will."

"The Queen's organization's loose structure is determined by its own characteristics, but you can understand it as:"

"The reason we don't have a true empress is because we don't have a true successor who can inherit the empress's will!"

"..."

Hearing this, Han Su's heart stirred slightly: "So that means..."

"Correct!"

Wei Lan nodded slightly: "The heir often refers to the person in a mysterious organization who receives all the inheritance."

Han Su's expression hardened slightly: "Inheritance?"

"All mystical powers, coded spells, and relic artifacts are legacies!"

Wei Lan's expression turned solemn as he said in a low voice, "In this world, there have been countless powerful and mysterious beings, but they have all disappeared from history and our memories."

"Like the Midnight Banshee of Qinggang, she actually exists in this region beneath our feet, possessing various mysterious powers and a huge following, but who in Qinggang still remembers her?"

"But the Banshee of Midnight has vanished, but her legacy remains."

"All those in the relevant sequence are actually using their own spiritual power to borrow her legacy."

"And the next step after borrowing her assets is to steal them and take them for themselves."

"There is only so much inheritance, so of course everyone has to fight for it and divide it up."

"But at this point, the heirs are different. They are the chosen ones, and they are rightfully entitled to inherit all this legacy." "Therefore, once an heir appears, all the mystical forces will follow, and believers will come along with them, escorting you all the way to the top..."

"..."

"This……"

Han Su understood the concept of an heir, but he still couldn't quite grasp the connection between them.

With a heart full of doubts, I twisted the accelerator and sped forward.

As they got closer to the temporary shelter, people could be seen kneeling on the ground everywhere on the road.

Some of these were staff members who escaped from the temporary containment center, while others were execution personnel. They should have all escaped from the attack on the temporary containment center by the mechanical demons, and they did not lose their will immediately due to the contamination of the Mother Tree.

However, their mental activity was limited, and after escaping a certain distance, they were still contaminated.

As they rapidly approached the temporary containment center, the brutal scene there, even though he had anticipated it, still shocked Han Su.

The vast containment center was now surrounded by hordes of mechanical demons. Piles of broken machinery, scrap metal, and vehicles lay around, with occasional flashes of blue electricity and flickering flames rising among the machines, forming walls of steel.

Han Su saw the people who escaped from the shelter about a kilometer away. Only a dozen or so of them still retained their original will.

Inside, Han Su saw the three investigators, including the woman in the red trench coat, as well as the doctor, Black Tiger, and Rong Qiyue. Unexpectedly, Li Yiting was also following behind Rong Qiyue. They all had their backs to the Mother Tree, not daring to continue to be contaminated by it.

"That white monster..."

Han Su quickly stopped his motorcycle. Before he could even speak, the people standing by the roadside noticed him.

Their expressions immediately changed drastically. A red figure flashed, and a woman in a red trench coat walked towards them.

Her expression held anger, doubt, and even a hint of danger as she demanded, "What have you done? Where is the drunkard now?"

She is one of the four investigators in Qinggang, holding a high position, and her mental activity has already entered the forbidden zone of the gods.

Now, once anger erupts, it puts immense pressure on people.

But Han Su met her gaze, his expression turning cold as he looked directly into her eyes: "Get out of my way!"

Their mental activity was also activated at this moment, and a strong collision unfolded in their eyes. The woman in the red trench coat did not expect to encounter such strong resistance, and she was stunned for a moment.

But then her anger intensified. If you hadn't led so many people away, this shelter wouldn't be in this state now...

Not far away, Nightlight frowned and looked at Han Su, while Green Hat lazily raised his head as well.

The unfriendly glances exchanged between them instantly increased the pressure in the room.

The atmosphere around us suddenly turned cold, and there was an uncomfortable sense of oppression in the air.

Everyone felt a little uncomfortable and subconsciously took a step back.

Among the crowd, only Black Tiger, sensing something was wrong, narrowed his eyes and prepared to make a move, while the doctor beside Black Tiger also quietly pulled out a gun.

Miss Crow in the crowd suddenly smiled.

"Di-"

But at that very moment, a car horn suddenly rang out.

In the darkness in the distance, a car is rapidly approaching.

Or rather, a whole convoy, more than ten armed vehicles, drove up in a flash, gradually coming to a stop. The people who got out of the vehicles were all fully armed and wearing special night vision goggles.

These night vision devices allow them to see their surroundings without seeing things they shouldn't.

After they got out of the car, they immediately spread out and became alert, with everyone's attention focused on one of the vehicles.

Zhang Chiguo got out of the car carrying a suitcase.

His face looked somber and displeased, even suggesting that he was harboring boundless rage.

"Boom!" "Boom!"

He simply took a step forward, but his footsteps sounded unusually heavy.

The surrounding armed personnel and enforcers, including Rong Qiyue and others from the seawall city, did not notice anything unusual. However, the three investigators, Night Light, Red Trench Coat, and Green Hat, all frowned uncomfortably at the same time.

The woman in the red trench coat saw Zhang Chiguo and was somewhat displeased. She wanted to speak, but Zhang Chiguo didn't stop and took another step.

But the words that were just about to come out of the red trench coat's mouth were seemingly swallowed back down by the sound of footsteps.

In the short distance, Zhang Chiguo did not slow down at all; he simply walked over. But with each step he took, it felt as if a huge rock was pressing down on their hearts. When Zhang Chiguo reached them, the pressure seemed to reach its peak.

With a "poof," the man in the red trench coat suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, his face turning deathly pale.

Both Ye Deng and Green Hat had blood flowing from their nostrils, their faces were pale, and they were swaying precariously. They tried to look up at Zhang Chiguo's face, but they felt as if they were being pressed down by a tremendous force and could not do so.

The others in the room were not injured, but they also felt immense pressure and lowered their heads, not daring to look at Zhang Chiguo's tall figure outlined by the car headlights.

Even Han Su felt a heavy pressure. His mind raced, and he looked up at Zhang Chiguo, saying:

"Uncle Zhang!"

(End of this chapter)