Sir! Don't close the net!

Caramel figures, continuously oozing a viscous, caramel-like liquid, slowly approached the altar. Finally, the first caramel figure stepped onto the edge of the altar. Yerobo An, who had been standing in the center of the altar, also made a move. Yerobo An quickly untied a sphere from his waist, crushed it, and flung it out. Not only the caramel figures who had already stepped onto the steps, but all the caramel figures stopped moving and stared intently at the sphere from which fragments were falling.

Li Yili's pupils contracted slightly, almost snapping her out of her dazed state.

Having handled many such cases, he knew this feeling very well: what Yeropon threw out was contamination!

Moreover, it appears to be a pollutant of a relatively high level.

The closest Caramel Man lunged forward and swallowed the sphere above its head. Its viscous body swirled up like a vortex, accompanied by eerie chewing sounds. The Caramel Man's back began to bulge strangely, as if some creature inside was struggling to break free. Meanwhile, the movements of the surrounding Caramel Men also began to increase.

Why are you suddenly so energetic?

Yerobo An frowned, hesitated for a moment, then removed two spheres from his waist, crushed them, and threw them at the two Caramel Man figures that were about to approach and were undergoing mutation. Just like before, the two Caramel Man figures simultaneously threw the pollutants into their arms, their bodies contorting.

"Snap—"

A crisp cracking sound rang out inside the first caramel man. In an instant, the various protrusions dissolved along with the caramel man itself. A golden hue flowed in the middle of the viscous liquid. The liquid, much thicker than before, kept writhing, as if trying to swallow that golden hue. All the caramel men around were like sharks that had smelled blood, waving their limbs and struggling to move towards that golden hue.

But before they could get close, Yeroboam bent down and scooped up the golden glint. He tilted his head back, his toothless mouth suddenly opened wide, and with a flick of his fingers, the translucent gold flowed down and into Yeroboam's large mouth.

"Gudong-"

With a heavy swallowing sound, the puddle of liquid on the ground exploded, gradually dried, and turned into an irregular black mark on the ground.

Li Yili's lips twitched violently as she put the mirror away and looked up at the top of the passageway.

There's no need to watch anything after that; it'll mostly be a repeat of what just happened: Yeropon throws out pollutants, the caramel people eat them, then they explode, and Yeropon performs a performance of swallowing the caramel people's [poop] alive.

Li Yili has a bold guess: Yerobo An is using the Guoweidun Temple to purify and refine pollutants.

Li Yili wasn't sure if this speculation was accurate. After all, if every temple had the ability to purify and refine pollutants, the amount of pollutants available in the past would be reduced by at least 70%, and the world's population might decrease drastically for a period of time.

Around 40%.

However, the only explanation for this is purification and refinement; as for how it was achieved…

So the only option left is to use the "spot the difference" method.

What makes the Temple of Gowwitton different from temples in other regions?

Its ancient history was trampled flat, all its heritage was dug up, and even the murals and statues that recorded the temple were smashed to pieces. Its spirituality was completely destroyed, making it an empty and ruined temple. It is no exaggeration to say that the temple of Guweiton is truly unique in its state of ruin. It was because of this incident that he was determined to live out his days in Guweiton.

So, setting aside the foundation of his stable life, let's think calmly about what's going on.

An empty temple is not necessarily unusable; as long as the heritage is reburied, the temple's spirituality can be restored, and the temple itself...

Once again, the image of those sticky, upright caramel figures floated into Li Yili's mind.

They also yearn for an inheritance to fill the void within themselves.

Just as a starving person will eat anything, the contaminants were a great tonic for the now-empty Temple of Gowwitton. Jeroboam took advantage of this process, taking advantage of the Temple of Gowwitton's "feeding" to extract the untainted power of the legacy from the contaminants and consume it himself.

Therefore, Jeroboam was not there to help the black goat's cub complete the séance, but rather to exploit the mechanisms of the Gowedon Temple for his own benefit—

The piercing scream interrupted Li Yili's thoughts. Almost instinctively, Li Yili carried Shub and moved further into the passage.

That was the scream of Yeroboam.

Li Yili suddenly remembered what Dera Pal had told him about the way the chosen ones obtained the power of the legacy: transplantation, extraction, and consumption. During this process, the chosen one's body would be refreshed into a completely different physical form, while their spirit would be subjected to an extremely strong shock due to receiving a large amount of completely unknown knowledge in one go.

This guy... he's actually absorbing the power of the legacy in this place?!

Or is it because the inherited power extracted in this way cannot be preserved, and can only be directly absorbed?

Whichever it is, now is an opportunity!

Li Yili gritted her teeth, picked up Shub in a princess carry, and ran wildly along the cotton thread. At the same time, Yerobo An's voice behind her became increasingly shrill and distorted, as if he was in too much pain and his mind was beginning to dissipate. Yerobo An called out a name.

"Nicholas!"

"Nicholas!!"

"I'm the only one who can stand by your side! I will prove it!"

"Trust me! So please! At least look at me!"

Ugh—so he's just a simp who can't get anyone's attention, huh? I'm Nicholas Kai Zhao Si Qi, you know! He looks like he's on a nicotine high.

Li Yili couldn't help but complain, "She has no looks, no temperament, and now she looks like she's on a nicotine high. Maybe right now, that nicotine is passionately colliding with someone else's buddies."

Li Yili bent her knees slightly and jumped over the pile of rubble. The moment she landed, Shub's chest was lifted up by the force of the physical force. Because Shub was so big, Li Yili's chin was hit by an uppercut. The soft impact almost made Li Yili lose consciousness in a certain sense.

Because it was entirely a benefit, Li Yili maintained an incredibly resolute expression, pretending nothing had happened.

Shub blinked and then nodded.

Chapter Sixty-One: She followed all the way

Perhaps due to an adrenaline rush, Li Yili ran wildly for ten minutes before bursting out of the Guoweidun Temple. After staggering a few steps, she put Shub down, took a few steps back, and then gasped for breath with her hands on her knees. Sweat poured out like a waterfall, instantly soaking the back of Li Yili's clothes.

"A week's worth of exercise... done..."

After struggling to catch her breath, Li Yili straightened up and looked towards the Temple of Guoweidun.

It was embedded in the land of Guoweidun, looking incredibly peaceful and harmless, but now in Li Yili's eyes, it was like a sleeping beast, hungry and awakened.

Perhaps it was because she had consumed too much sugar, but her mind was a little dizzy, and she even saw stars jumping in front of her. In that moment of blurred vision, Li Yili seemed to see the huge Guoweidun Temple rise from the ground, transforming into a giant beast wrapped in viscous liquid and swallowing the entire Guoweidun in one gulp.

Li Yili raised her hand and slapped herself hard across the face. The stinging pain dispelled all the illusions. The Guoweidun Temple remained embedded in the earth, utterly peaceful, although what was happening inside was anything but peaceful.

"Ha...this is giving me a headache...and you, why are you..."

Li Yili turned to look at Shub beside him. He hadn't forgotten about the problem with this oversized soft girl. If it needed to be investigated, it had to be investigated, and there would be no leniency.

But Li Yili's words were cut off by the ball of cotton thread that Shub held in the center of her palms.

His adrenaline was surging, and all he could think about was getting out of there as quickly as possible. He was also carrying Shub, such a big, soft girl, and he had been going straight all the way, so he forgot to collect the cotton thread. Although Yerobo An might not find the cotton thread he left there, it's better to be safe than sorry, and besides, the other party kindly collected it for him.

Thinking about it carefully, Shub, while being jostled around, is actually quite therapeutic to see her rolling cotton thread with both hands...

“Ah, um, thank you,” Li Yi

Li scratched the back of her head and reached out to take back the ball of cotton thread from the center of Shub's palm.

Shub clasped her outstretched hands together, her fingers interlaced and gently bent. Because of the mask, Li Yili couldn't see Shub's expression, but she seemed very relaxed.

Li Yili coughed lightly, her expression becoming much more serious.

"Ahem—of course, one thing at a time. Miss Shub, why were you at the Temple of Guoweidun, no, to be precise, why were you behind me?"

Shub blinked, her hands fidgeting nervously as if searching for something.

Li Yili tilted her head, suddenly realizing what was going on. She took out a notebook from her bosom, tore off a page, pulled out a pen, placed the paper on the notebook, and handed it to Shub.

Shub nodded as she took the paper and pen, quickly wrote a few words, and then turned the paper towards Li Yili.

You're the one who asked me to contact you.

Li Yili tilted her head, and memories that weren't very distant, but rather quite recent, began to awaken.

If you have any complaints, you can find me at the security booth downstairs at Yangcun Building around 6 PM. I won't leave until 7 PM.

It seems that there really is such a thing.

Li Yili held her forehead, but he hadn't kept his promise and left before even six o'clock...

Shub turned the notebook and wrote another line with a rustling sound.

I was waiting for you to get off work, but you left early, and I kept calling you.

This time, Li Yili covered his face. He really wanted to complain, "Hey, girl, don't you have any sense of volume? Even if you added a speaker, I might not be able to hear you. But from the footage, he was walking alone with his head down, and Shub was chasing after him and shouting. He looked like a scumbag no matter how you looked at him."

"and many more……"

Li Yili frowned, sensing that something was amiss.

"You followed me all the way, calling my name the whole time?"

Shub nodded.

“Including…” Li Yili gave a thumbs-up and pointed towards the direction of the Guoweidun Temple behind her, “When we were in the temple? You were following behind me the whole time, calling my name?”

This was a rather sensitive question, but Shub nodded quite readily.

Li Yili couldn't help but gasp. Although he wasn't some super-strong reconnaissance expert who had transmigrated, he certainly wouldn't notice if a professional was following him. However, the dim environment of the Guoweidun Temple made his other senses more acute than usual, even as his vision was impaired.

He could even hear the sound of his shoes grinding against small pebbles and his own soft breathing, but he couldn't hear the footsteps of Shub, this extra-large, soft girl, especially...

Li Yili's gaze followed Shub's long, shapely legs, which were wrapped in what appeared to be a straitjacket, and landed on the black high-heeled boots Shub was wearing, which were divided by several buckles.

This plus-size petite girl is wearing these kinds of shoes.

"Fine……"

Li Yili raised her hand and patted her forehead, feeling a bit of a headache.

Although upon closer inspection, the scene is quite eerie—in such a dark and eerie temple passage, there's someone much larger than him following him and calling his name—it actually feels rather cute when it's Shub, this super-sized, soft girl. After all, Shub's voice is really soft, probably not even as loud as his own footsteps.

If Shub wanted to do something to him, there were plenty of opportunities, but Shub followed behind him the whole time, and afterwards she was like a large doll, either being held by him or being carried around by him, and even helped him reel in the cotton thread.

After eliminating all the impossibilities, the last possibility, however incredible, is the answer.

So the answer is that Shub followed him all the way to the Temple of Gowwitten and witnessed Jeroboam's simple and unpretentious behavior with him.

"So, is there something you need from me?"

Shub nodded, then shook her head.

“That’s true. After seeing that scene, I’ll take you home first. Get some sleep and we can talk about it tomorrow. Don’t take it to heart,” Li Yili patted Shub’s back with her left hand and took the notebook and pen from Shub’s hands with her right hand.

Shub nodded and obediently walked to Li Yili's left front.

Li Yili let out a breath and turned to look at the Guoweidun Temple before leaving.

Now he was certain that Yeroboam did not intend to help the black goat's offspring complete the séance, but rather wanted to use the Guoweidun Temple to refine contaminants. Therefore, Yeroboam wanted the contaminants he had hoarded, and thus, with his extraordinary abilities, he was able to bring over a large amount of contaminants.

Jerobo An profited from this, but the most polluting part of the contaminants couldn't have simply disappeared. Judging from the situation, it seemed to have been absorbed by the Temple of Gowwitton. He couldn't guarantee what would happen if this continued, especially given the chilling fact that the empty temple was yearning for its legacy.

Li Yili let out a long sigh.

The damage caused by Yunzhong's unscrupulous business practices is so-so; it will be exposed, stopped, and repaired.

The damage caused by these God-favored individuals who recklessly exploit these unscrupulous businesses for their own benefit is permanent and irreversible. Jeroboam doesn't care what happens to the remote Goweton because of his decision; after all, Jeroboam will just pack up and head to a capital like Rahu.

Even if ordinary people like him see and know, nothing will change.

No, the gods have far too many ways to make him disappear without a trace.

Now is not the time to be preoccupied with gains and losses.