Oh no! I'm surrounded by female ghosts!

"Your Majesty, should we contact Cheng Yao and Jiang Qian?"

Zhou Zhengyang lowered his voice and asked cautiously.

After a moment's thought, Su Ming shook his head and said, "Not for now."

"Just send someone to keep an eye on things secretly."

To this day, it remains unclear whether Jiang Qian is indeed a character she raised; it's merely Shen Wanyu's suspicion.

Just then, a sound of clenched teeth came from the side, followed by a roar: "Old Zhou, are you bored?"

"Have you finished checking the documents you have on hand? Or have you finished reviewing the surveillance videos?"

Zhou Zhengyang froze, then quickly smiled apologetically, "Dr. Chen, I'll go check right away."

"Your Majesty, I must go now. You are welcome to wander around."

Where is He?

With current human technology and methods of exploration, it is completely impossible for them to detect it.

Therefore, we can only use the most cumbersome and ancient method to screen and compare massive amounts of data one by one.

This is an incredibly massive undertaking.

Even after the initial screening and filtering by the Anomaly Management Bureau, the amount of data was still overwhelming.

"Go ahead, I just came to take a look, you don't need to worry about me."

Su Ming waved his hand, then looked around the entire tent.

This tent is really big; it could easily be called a fully functional temporary command base.

People inside the base hurried about, each performing their duties, creating a tense and busy atmosphere.

Chen Zhiwei stared intently at the scrolling data and densely packed documents on the screen, her fingers flying across the keyboard, working herself to the bone.

"Xiao Lin."

Chen Zhiwei suddenly roared, "Pass down the order to mobilize Bai Bin, Elder Lin, and the rest of the team!"

"Arrest and detain everyone in the locations I just marked."

"Notify the Ministry of Foreign Affairs to warn the other countries to behave themselves, or I'll send Niannian to visit them."

"Old Wang, contact the military region immediately and be ready to be dispatched at any time."

"These cities must be locked down immediately. I don't care what pretext or reason you use; I just want results."

Su Ming stood aside, dumbfounded.

Chen Zhiwei, who is completely devoted to her work, is like an angry tigress.

No wonder Zhou Zhengyang said before that no one dared to disturb Dr. Chen when he was conducting experiments.

He smacked his lips and quietly left the tent.

The courtyard house is so quiet.

Once the door is closed, you can't hear any sounds outside.

Yu Mengnian did not cultivate.

She simply stood quietly in the courtyard, gazing up at the towering ginkgo tree.

As the autumn wind blows, the golden leaves on the trees rustle and sway, making a soft and lingering sound.

A golden leaf broke free from the branch and drifted down, landing right at Su Ming's feet.

Su Ming bent down to pick up the leaf, walked to her side, and asked with slight curiosity, "Mengnian, what are you thinking about?"

Yu Mengnian's gaze remained fixed on the ginkgo tree: "Some things have changed."

Su Ming looked puzzled: "What has changed?"

Yu Mengnian shook her head, her eyes filled with a hint of confusion: "I don't know."

She turned to look at Su Ming and said, "I just vaguely saw a city?"

"castle?"

Su Ming frowned and quickly asked, "What kind of city?"

"I can't see it clearly." Yu Mengnian shook her head: "It's very blurry, like it exists in the distant past."

"It seems... to have grown little by little from beneath the deep sea."

She paused slightly, then murmured softly, a hint of uncertainty in her voice.

"But is that really the sea?"

Upon hearing Yu Mengnian's description, Su Ming's expression immediately turned serious.

"Is it a fragment of your dream?"

Yu Mengnian nodded.

This is a rather big problem.

Her dream fragments came from the apocalypse.

But Su Ming had no memory of the vague city she had just described.

"A city in the sea..."

Su Ming frowned and pondered.

My mind raced through all the clues from the past, trying to piece together the truth, but I always felt something was missing.

Until he looked down at the veins of the ginkgo leaf in his hand.

Its fine texture is like the frame of a folding fan, spread out across the entire fan-shaped blade.

No matter how many lines there are, they all radiate from the base of the leaf and then spread to the entire leaf.

"Foundation".

He suddenly looked up.

They were the ones who made the move.

In 2026, the Flesh Mountain Range had spiraled out of control.

It is not only a disaster for humanity, but also a disaster for them.

Wen Qi referred to the Flesh Mountain Range as a dream bomb.

The rampant growth of the flesh and blood mountain range made them feel threatened.

Even if Su Ming doesn't make a move, they will still make a move against Yu Mengnian.

Therefore, the city in Yu Mengnian's dream fragments is most likely a trace of their intervention.

"Think about it again."

Su Ming grasped this core idea and his mind raced.

It is known that human memory, dreams, and imagination are actually an interconnected whole.

In the doomsday scenario of 2019, the Anomaly Management Bureau introduced a new term: "Memory Forest".

Therefore, the sea that Yu Mengnian mentioned may not be the sea in the real sense.

It is most likely a concept land similar to the Memory Forest.

If I were them.

What should you do if you encounter something like a dream bomb?

wrong.

To be precise, only by anthropomorphizing them do they know how to deal with dream bombs.

Then it's easy to understand.

Yu Mengnian is the one who makes bombs.

But the raw materials for bombs come from the consciousness and imagination of all humankind.

That blurry city might have been built to suppress the raw materials for bombs.

For example, to prevent the dream bomb situation from happening again.

So it is said that...

Su Ming's heart sank: "That city is meant to lock away all of humanity's imagination."

This tactic is practically a game-changer.

To stifle imagination is to sever all unknown possibilities for humanity and extinguish all hope for the future.

Even if Su Ming had guessed it by now, there was nothing he could do.

There was only one thing he could do.

Breaking the world's upper limit ahead of time, and severing the possibility of Yu Mengnian becoming a mountain of flesh and blood from the root.

That was Yu Mengnian's only chance of survival.

As for that blurry city, it will not disappear even if the world's upper limit is broken ahead of schedule.

Its emergence was inevitable.

A city that grew out of the forest of memories of all mankind.

Thinking of this, Su Ming immediately opened his personal page and took a look.

Name: Su Ming

Physical Strength: 8205

Mental Resilience: 21570

His physical strength has already exceeded 8,000.

Once this doomsday line ends, coupled with Xu Qinghe's gift, his physical strength will be enough to break through nine thousand.

With the help of Shen Wanyu, Su Ming was confident that his physical strength would exceed 10,000 when he entered the next doomsday line.

"We must break the world's ceiling as soon as possible."

Suppressing his gloom, he walked up to Yu Mengnian and said with a smile, "You don't need to worry about that city."

"Let's go visit the Beijing Academy of Fine Arts."

Half an hour later, the two arrived at the Beijing Academy of Fine Arts.

The campus has a very strong artistic atmosphere.

You can see art students quietly creating art everywhere.

Xu Qinghe was not at school.

I heard that the sophomores went on a sketching trip and won't be back at school for three days.

Su Ming then slowly walked to the school's exhibition hall.

The exhibition hall displays many outstanding works by students from art academies.

The exhibition features a wide variety of art forms, including sketches, watercolors, ink paintings, oil paintings, sculptures, and handmade ornaments. Each exhibit is ingenious and possesses a high degree of artistic quality and creativity.

A painting caught Su Ming's attention.

The painting is titled "Sea of ​​Flowers".

The overall color scheme is beautiful and vibrant, but upon closer inspection, it reveals an unsettling and lingering eeriness.

Despite its delicate brushstrokes and harmonious colors, it somehow carries a contradictory sense of incongruity.

The flowers blooming in the painting are not flowers from the real world.

If Su Ming didn't admit his mistake.

The flowers in the painting are flowers of evil.

A bizarre and eerie flower that combines extreme beauty with extreme sinister allure.

Its flower stem is jet black and flat, with twisted and intertwined dark purple patterns.

The petals twisted and rolled in layers, with jagged edges and sharp thorns.

The center of the flower is as black as ink, gradually transitioning to a dark blood red towards the outside, with pale white veins on the outermost layer.

Looking at a single flower, it has a kind of eerie feeling.

But when it forms a sea of ​​flowers, the interplay of scarlet and black creates an extremely dazzling and breathtakingly beautiful scene.

The artist's name is marked in the corner of the painting.

As Su Ming had predicted, the creator of this painting, "Sea of ​​Flowers," was indeed Xu Qinghe.

Yu Mengnian turned her head to look at Su Ming: "Is there a problem with this painting?"

Su Ming replied, "There's nothing wrong with the painting itself."

He did not sense anything unusual in the painting.

The problem is with the flowers in this painting.

He knew better than anyone the horror of the blossoming of evil.

That was the most unique curse he had ever seen.

It grows in accordance with the growth of the opponent's strength.

The stronger it is, the more numerous it is, and the faster it blooms.

Back then, Xu Qinghe only possessed the strength of a top-tier disaster-level being, yet the Flower of Evil was enough to threaten a destruction-level being.

"These flowers..."

Just as Su Ming was about to introduce Yu Mengnian, the phone in his pocket suddenly rang.

I picked it up and took a look.

It was Zhou Zhengyang who made the call.

The moment the call connected, Su Ming's pupils contracted sharply, and his voice unconsciously rose a few decibels, filled with disbelief: "What did you say?"

"Has something happened to Xu Qinghe?"

"A car accident?"

"He's still in the emergency room."

A slightly hoarse voice came from the other end of the phone: "Your Majesty, I didn't expect this sudden situation either."

"At the time, Xu Qinghe was out shopping with several classmates."

"A private car suddenly went out of control and crashed into a crowd, resulting in one death and three injuries. All the injured were students from the Academy of Fine Arts."

"The driver who caused the accident has been apprehended on the spot. Preliminary investigation confirms that the other party acted maliciously to retaliate against society, which constitutes intentional injury."

Su Ming had no interest in hearing the rest of the story and interrupted directly, saying, "Send me the location of Xu Qinghe at the hospital right now."

After receiving the location information, he turned to Yu Mengnian beside him and said very quickly, "Xu Qinghe is in trouble. I'll go there first."

One step, and he vanished.

The next second, Su Ming arrived at the hospital that Zhou Zhengyang had mentioned.

Xu Qinghe is currently undergoing emergency treatment in the emergency room.

It was called a rescue, but it was really a last-ditch effort.

The electrocardiogram on the monitor had long since become a straight black line, and no matter how many electric shocks the medical staff administered, it could not cause the slightest ripple.

The impact caused her injuries to be too fatal.

The skull was fractured, and the internal organs were severely damaged.

She died before the ambulance arrived.