Warning! The evil god's minions are invading the eerie dungeon.

"Since it's targeted, it means there must be something special about Jiang Zhengyi."

As soon as Qi Xie finished speaking, he saw Jiang Zheng's expression turn to astonishment:

"So it was an ambush set up against me?"

Lin Dong shook his head and sighed softly:

"I knew it! Everyone in the whole town was chasing and beating us..."

"Don't interrupt at this time."

Wang Ling glared at Lin Dong.

Qi Xie then looked at Jiang Zhengyi, his gaze serious:

"Do you think there's anything special about you that would make you a target of the Black Saints?"

Jiang Zheng frowned and thought seriously for a moment, then said decisively:

"have!"

"What?"

Qi Xie's gaze sharpened.

"Does being exceptionally handsome count?"

The air fell silent for a moment.

Qi Xie rubbed his temples, completely ignoring Jiang Zhengyi, and looked at Wang Ling:

"Did you report this matter? What did your superiors say?"

Wang Ling nodded: "It's been submitted..."

"Hello!"

Jiang Zhengyi banged on the table in dissatisfaction:

"I was just kidding! I was just trying to lighten the mood! Don't ignore me! I genuinely think I have something special about me!"

Everyone turned to look at him again.

Jiang Zhengyi wiped his nose and said confidently:

"Extremely strong!"

Qi Xie turned around and said calmly to Wang Ling:

"Apply to your superiors and grant him two more days off."

"Why would I need two days off?"

"I took him to the hospital to have his brain checked."

Wang Ling's lips twitched slightly as she looked at Jiang Zhengyi.

Seeing that Jiang Zhengyi had a bitter face but didn't say anything, adopting a "I'll listen to whatever my brother says" attitude, she took out a special phone, sent out the application, and then placed it on the table.

At this moment, a young woman wearing a white shirt and black pants approached and then leaned down to whisper something in Jiang Zhengyi's ear.

Jiang Zhengyi's expression suddenly turned tense. He stood up and whispered something to everyone:

I'm going out for a bit.

He then followed the young lady and hurriedly left towards the door.

Qi Xie looked at this scene with some curiosity.

He had never seen Jiang Zhengyi look so nervous before.

Even when he was nearly turned into dumpling filling by the forbidden and bizarre power in the dungeon, Jiang Zhengyi still managed to maintain his image and never showed any sign of tension.

But when he looked around, he found that Wang Ling and the others had no change in expression, as if they were used to what Jiang Zhengyi was going to do and his behavior.

He went to see his parents.

Seeing Qi Xie's expression, Lu Ran took the initiative to explain:

"When you and Zhao Jian'an came over, didn't you listen to the voice message and say that it didn't match Jiang Zhengyi's personality?"

The provincial bureau then transferred the case to his parents for questioning, which confirmed that the possibility you described was high enough, so they sent backup. However, his parents also sensed something was wrong and, worried that something might have happened to their son, rushed over. This kind of thing has happened more than once or twice.

"That's how it is..."

Qi Xie only realized this belatedly.

Although Jiang Zhengyi has been in the traveler circle for much longer than him, and can even be considered a veteran.

But in essence, he is just a 17-year-old boy.

If it weren't for the bizarre invasion, he would still be a sophomore in high school.

With his cheerful personality and fair, youthful appearance, he's sure to have a great time on campus.

Qi Xie let out a long breath.

But in fact, many of the strange travelers have attachments. Bai Yiyi has a middle-class family, Li Song also has a family, and if you think about ordinary people, there is also the old lady who believed in Japanese bodhisattvas that he met on the train.

Putting aside their identity as travelers, they are just ordinary children or parents. Every time they come into contact with strange things, getting injured or dying will make their family and friends feel heartache and pain.

Qi Xie remained silent.

Lin Dong and Wang Ling exchanged a glance but neither spoke.

Lu Ran opened his mouth, seemingly wanting to say something but not knowing what to say, so he could only remain silent along with Lin Dong and Wang Ling.

The atmosphere became somewhat oppressive for a moment.

Fortunately, the silence was broken after only a few minutes.

Wang Ling's special phone, which was on the table, vibrated.

She looked up at Qi Xie, then picked up her phone to unlock it, turned her back to Qi Xie to block the phone, and began to quickly read the information on it.

A few minutes later, she put down her phone, turned around, and said seriously to Qi Xie:

"Taking into account your relationship with Jiang Zhengyi and your crucial role in this operation, the higher-ups have authorized me to tell you some confidential information that is not publicly disclosed within the bureau."

"There are two special aspects to Jiang Zhengyi. First, we'll discuss certain fallen worlds... Zhao Jian'an said you know about fallen worlds, right?"

After Qi Xie nodded, Wang Ling continued:

"We have a collective name for things left behind in certain fallen worlds, which fell into the hands of the supernatural and were then recovered by us through dungeons: Old World Relics."

These relics from the ancient world are incredibly diverse, ranging from unique technologies, weapons, and skills to some incomprehensible gadgets that could be considered magic.

A small portion of these items can be recognized and upgraded by the "Traveler" system, but most can only be recognized and not upgraded.

Jiang Zhengyi's Ghost Sword is a rare ancient relic that can be identified and upgraded.

As you can probably guess, these relics from the old world, due to their long-term struggle against the supernatural, usually develop different and powerful abilities against the supernatural.

His sword, as tested so far, is effective at analyzing and suppressing bizarre killing rules or related skill principles; no upper limit has been found yet.

Qi Xie listened very attentively.

This information was extremely useful to him as he wanted to replicate the Ghost Sword. The more he learned, the closer his imagined Ghost Sword would be to the original.

"As for the second special point..."

Wang Ling's expression turned serious, and she whispered:

"We call it the Cleaners Project."