After being poisoned by mushrooms, all the strange creatures became fascinated by me.

Anping People's Rehabilitation Hospital.

"The team reports that all patients have been evacuated."

"Second team reports: All medical staff have left the hospital and assembled, ready to provide emergency care at any time."

"The three teams reported that key medical equipment has been moved out of the hospital, and some equipment is still being inventoried."

"The four groups have been confirmed layer by layer, the hospital has been emptied, and the confirmation is complete."

Within the channel, reports from different accents and timbres rang out in an orderly fashion.

The Anping People's Rehabilitation Hospital, which was bustling with people in the morning, is now wide open and completely empty. All medical staff and patients have been evacuated within three hours.

Everyone's attention was focused on the enormous object hovering above the hospital, which had blocked out the bright sunshine and cast its shadow over the hospital.

That's... another hospital.

Like a reflection in the water.

With a similar layout and similar tall, bright buildings, the only noticeable difference is the addition of a white sculpture in front of the Anping People's Rehabilitation Hospital building.

The figure in the sculpture is dressed in a white robe, making it impossible to tell whether he is male, female, young or old. He raises one hand to cover his face, with an eye made up of 0s and 1s embedded in the back of his hand; his other hand holds a scale, one end of which is filled with medicine, and the other end is filled with purplish-black, meandering flesh and blood.

Next to the sculpture stands a stone tablet with two simple lines of text engraved on it:

—In memory of the pioneers who fought against the supernatural [Ancient].

—Every step we take follows in their footsteps.

In the dispatch center, Lao Qing, a middle-aged man, gazed at the sculpture once again through the monitor screen.

Several years ago, during the 432 incident, the renowned Lei's Private Hospital saw most of its medical staff mysteriously disappear overnight, leaving only a small number of peripheral employees and patients who knew nothing about the situation.

Even though the entire country was gripped by the fear of this strange occurrence, the incident still attracted the widest attention from the public. A large number of police officers were deployed to hospitals to investigate, but they found almost nothing.

The only thing that can be confirmed is that the 432 incident is definitely related to the supernatural.

During the search of Lei's Private Hospital, investigator Qing Fengnian discovered traces of illegal human experimentation. Several doctors and nurses at the hospital appeared to be involved, but the case was ultimately dropped because the perpetrators and victims disappeared together.

After the 432 incident, the ID "Gu," which had been hiding online and regularly publishing information about bizarre treatments, also disappeared. Some suspect that Gu was the hospital among those who went missing that night, while many others speculate that... "Gu" might have been one of the victims of human experimentation.

A few years later, the knowledge provided by "Gu" played a crucial role in enabling humanity to achieve the technology of bizarre segmentation. "Bizarre" was no longer an incurable disease once contracted. At the same time, Lei's Private Hospital was officially renamed Anping People's Rehabilitation Hospital and reopened. This was the world's first hospital specializing in the clinical treatment of bizarre diseases.

People erected a sculpture of "Gu" in front of the hospital building to commemorate his selfless dedication to the fight against the supernatural.

Now that Qing Fengnian has left the dispatch center, he disregards the danger. The young man who had just entered the police force years ago and was eager to make a name for himself seems to have suddenly been resurrected within him. He must witness everything that will happen in the future.

"The descent of the unidentified flying object is slowing down... Should we forcibly destroy it? Please advise!"

"Report! We are repeatedly sending communication signals, but the other party has neither the intention nor the ability to respond!"

"Report to Command! We have detected a strong, eerie reaction from the unidentified flying object! Repeat! The unidentified flying object is carrying a large amount of strange activity!"

"Should we destroy the aircraft directly?"

A bizarre private hospital.

If you wish to return home and cleanse your feet, you must enter through this gate.

The first door opens into the dean's office.

The door to the dean's office was open, and the light portal leading to his hometown was embedded in the floor-to-ceiling window of the dean's office.

The strange beings surged forward, using brute force to push their way into the Dean's office. This place, once a sacred spot they revered and lingered in, now saw their shoulders forcefully pry open the doorframe.

Before the gate of light, Qiu Wanting remained unmoved.

A gust of wind rushed in through the portal, making his clothes flutter loudly. Qiu Wanting silenced all the eerie phenomena.

So they all opened their mouths in vain, but no sound came out of their throats.

Is there something strange about Qiu Wanting? Did he use a prop? Did he use supernatural abilities?

With a smile on her lips, Qiu Wanting picked up a document from the open safe in the dean's office.

Dean's office, safe, documents.

The strange employees fell silent as a result.

Those were the things the Dean had threatened them, ordered them around, and made them risk their lives for countless times. After leaving the original world and becoming part of the instance, these things finally lost their purpose.

They had almost forgotten about these documents until now, when their hometown has once again opened its arms to them.

—He also raised the gavel.

So at this moment, what Qiu Wanting holds in his hands are their past and present crimes and vulnerabilities.

Silence returned to the dean's office, and then they could finally hear it—the buzzing of the machines, hard to ignore even in the strong wind.

"Bang."

A soft click, like a drawer closing.

Besides Qiu Wanting, there were other people in front of the gate.

The bald, burly man was no longer human; he had become so hunched and short, only half his former height, his chin almost folded into his abdomen. He was like a candle that had melted halfway, the last bit of black smoke supporting his teetering figure as he continued to fill the printer with more and more white paper.

Beside the desk, several printers were still lit, continuously spitting out more and more papers. Only then did the supernatural beings belatedly realize that the floor of the room was already piled high with printed A4 papers.

I picked up a sheet; it was covered with their crimes.

"It's no use, it's all useless!" the tall woman at the front shouted. "We have become monsters, humans can't do anything to us! They can't judge us!"

Qiu Wanting looked at her in surprise: "Qi Cuiming? You're still alive?"

Instead of keeping your tail between your legs and hiding in the back, you actually dare to jump out in front of me?

Qiu Wanting chuckled softly, a laugh that pierced through all the monsters' bluster and cowardice. "Is that so? Humans can't do anything to you?"

"Then why are you panicking?"

No, it's not as Qi Cuiming said. Everyone knows the truth about the strange occurrences.

Even if they can hunt ordinary people at will in the instance, how can they fight against the power of the entire nation? Originally, they planned to package themselves as bizarre victims and continue to live a glorious and noble life.

However, once the information that Lei Hong painstakingly collected is exposed, all their actions will be revealed to the world.

Dr. James stepped forward, forcing a stiff smile: "Wait a minute, sir, we can talk things over, anything is negotiable."

Qiu Wanting smiled broadly, her eyes crinkling with delight, each word rising in a light, cheerful tone: "Really? We can discuss anything?"

"—Now, everyone, prick up your ears and listen carefully to my request."