I can see experience bars after being transported to another world.

Inside the library at the Night Watch base.

Lu Yuan leaned back in the chair in the corner, feeling a little dizzy. He took advantage of the fact that the outside world didn't need him for the time being, so he could rest for a while.

The ink was still floating in mid-air, staring intently at a pale golden orb of knowledge with its beady eyes.

Just then, the library door was pushed open.

Hans walked in, his left arm wrapped in bandages, his face somewhat pale.

His gaze swept across the library, and when he saw Lu Yuan, he quickly walked over and lowered his voice: "Old Morgan just contacted me via crystal; he has news."

Lu Yuan opened his squinting eyes and sat up straight: "How's it going on in the inner city?"

"The rift has been sealed, the crisis in the inner city has been largely eliminated, and the viscount did indeed have problems, but he has been brought under control." Hans sat down opposite him. "But there's something more troublesome."

"What?"

"All the doctors in the inner city are gone."

Lu Yuan frowned: "What do you mean by 'all gone'?"

"The literal meaning." Hans's expression turned serious. "Old Morgan had someone investigate. Dr. Brin disappeared three days ago; his clinic is closed, and his residence is empty. The other doctors registered in the inner city have all vanished as well."

He paused, then added, "The only one still alive died in his own home."

"pollute?"

"No," Hans shook his head. "He was murdered, swiftly and cleanly. There were only slight signs of resistance at the scene; it was a simple homicide."

Lu Yuan remained silent for a moment.

If those doctors were all members of the Deep Sea Church, the one who was killed probably wouldn't have gone with them.

"In that case, Dr. Brin does indeed have a problem," Lu Yuan said calmly.

"Most likely." Hans nodded with a frown. "To be able to evacuate at this critical juncture and disappear with the other doctors, it would be strange if they weren't from the Deep Sea Church."

Lu Yuan's heart sank upon hearing this, and he asked, "Doesn't the church have a vetting mechanism? Weren't these doctors vetted?"

"I asked," Hans sighed. "Old Morgan said the church came to Grimport late, and the archbishop admitted that he hadn't thought to investigate those doctors."

"After all, those people have been established in Grimport for far too long, some even before the church. The nobles and merchants of the inner city all know them, who would have thought..."

Hans didn't finish his sentence, but his meaning was already quite clear.

The identity of a doctor is indeed too easy to be infiltrated.

They can freely move between different social classes, come into contact with a large number of patients, and even enter noble mansions... As long as they operate for long enough, no one will suspect anything.

Moreover, Lu Yuan sighed. If that were really the case, then Grimm would probably be truly finished.

"Have any people been investigated about the medications prescribed by those doctors and the people they treated?" Lu Yuan voiced his true feelings.

Hans was taken aback, then his expression turned serious: "You mean..."

"If they really are from the Deep Sea Church, the medicines they've handled and the patients they've come into contact with over the years..." Lu Yuan's gaze darkened slightly, "especially those powerful figures, who knows if they've tampered with them?"

Hans's expression changed; he had clearly realized the point he had overlooked.

He didn't answer immediately, but stood up: "I have to tell old Morgan about this."

"Go ahead," Lu Yuan said somewhat helplessly. "By the way, what else did old Morgan say?"

"They told me to quickly check on the doctors in the outer city," Hans continued. "If the ones in the inner city are gone, the ones in the outer city might not be clean either."

Lu Yuan recalled that he had replaced Leisen, whose death was also related to the Deep Sea Church.

"And one more thing." Hans walked to the door, then turned back. "Old Morgan said he won't be back tonight; there's too much going on in the inner city."

"What is it?"

"Seal off the city." Hans' tone was somewhat heavy. "During tonight's battle, a large number of the city's lights were destroyed. We need to quickly gather torches to restore the light source."

Lu Yuan understood what he meant.

There is something in the darkness of this world; places without light are eerie territories.

"And those corpses," Hans continued, "the smell of blood will attract some strange things, so we need to burn them as soon as possible. The corpses of the mutated ones are even more troublesome; if not handled properly, they can cause secondary contamination..."

He sighed. "It's a complete mess, and old Morgan says he has to keep an eye on it."

Lu Yuan nodded: "Go quickly, be careful."

Hans responded and left through the door.

After the door closed, the library fell silent again.

Only Mina's occasional murmurs echoed in the air.

Lu Yuan leaned back in his chair, his gaze fixed on the void.

All the doctors have disappeared...

How many spies has the Deep Sea Church planted in Grim Harbor after operating there for so many years?

Hopefully it will end after tonight...

At the edge of vision, gray and white text floated silently:

[Grimport Status: +2, 46/50]

Lu Yuan stared at the number, his brows furrowing slightly. Grim Harbor had truly been infiltrated like a sieve.

However, there are still four points missing. What exactly did we miss?

On a hillside more than ten miles north of Grimport.

The night wind howled, rustling the bushes.

Dr. Brin stood on a boulder, enveloped in darkness, followed by several figures in gray robes.

His gaze pierced through the night, looking towards the distant port of Grimm.

From this angle, the skyline above the inner city can be faintly seen. The thick black mist is slowly dissipating, as if being driven away by some force.

A gray-robed follower approached, his voice tense: "Mr. Brin... the black aura has dissipated, the seal has been successfully sealed."

He paused, then asked cautiously, "We...failed?"

Brin did not answer immediately.

He gazed quietly into the distance, a slow smile playing on his lips.

"fail?"

He chuckled softly, his tone as calm as if he were discussing the weather.

"No, it worked."

The believers looked at each other, their eyes filled with confusion.

Brin turned around and took a small bottle from his pocket.

The bottle contained a pale blue liquid that shimmered faintly in the moonlight.

That's a very common medicine in the inner city; almost every doctor prescribes it, and every pharmacy sells it.

Brin fiddled with the small bottle in his hand, his gaze fixed on the pale blue liquid.

"Guess what has happened over the years..."

His voice was very soft, as if he were talking to himself.

How many people did we save?

The believers were still puzzled, but from Brin's tone, they vaguely sensed something.

Some people had a look of sudden realization, followed by fervor.

Brin put the small bottle back into his pocket, his expression calm.

"Our mother will remember the sacrifices of our brothers and sisters who gave their lives tonight."

His voice remained calm, but carried a certain solemnity.

"We will make arrangements for their families."

The believers bowed their heads in unison, muttering incantations.

Brin glanced one last time at Grim Harbor in the distance, the city silent in the night.

"May Mother..."

He murmured softly, his tone devout and content.

Enjoy your meal.

Turning around, several figures in gray robes disappeared into the depths of the night.

Only the howling wind remained on the hillside.