Wang Ye's mind was still fully focused inside his body, seemingly unaware of the changes around him.
Xiao Si's palm was raised in midair, hesitating to fall.
Finally, after half a minute, her hand silently retracted and stiffly returned to its original place as she stood motionless.
Wang Ye, who was meditating, imperceptibly flicked the bone-picking knife back into his sleeve as he continued to fully absorb the power of half this fruit.
Unlike the one from the suburban graveyard, the energy of this fruit was relatively mild, although its power was still much greater than Wang Ye could control.
From noon until nightfall, the energy of this fruit was finally completely absorbed by Wang Ye.
He heaved a long sigh of relief. The side effects of using the ghost knife had now completely disappeared, and his strength had steadily increased.
If he encountered Jia Nan again, he could beat him to a pulp in 10 minutes at most!
And now, he still had a whole intact fruit in his hand. Although this trip to the Ancient Domain was risky, the gains were also not small!
Just then, the wooden door leading to the post office silently appeared in the living room.
Wang Ye's expression changed slightly. He reflexively looked towards the bedroom and saw Xiao Wu still unconscious. He carefully closed her door before pushing open the wooden door and entering the post office.
For some reason, Wang Ye felt the post office seemed a little different from before, but he couldn't say how.
Reluctantly returning the human skin mask to the front desk, Wang Ye saw only one line of crooked little words on the note.
'Next mission: 12 am tomorrow night.'
...
He had just narrowly escaped death, yet the post office only gave him one day's rest?
One day, this post office would be the death of him.
Wang Ye silently complained as he turned and left.
With the appearance of the Ancient Domain, a lingering question grew in Wang Ye's heart.
Did he stumble upon the post office by chance, or did the post office seek him out on purpose!
And why did the Ancient Domain only appear in his neighborhood?
Was it really just a coincidence that he ended up at the center of this whirlpool?
Puzzled, Wang Ye sat down on the sofa and fell asleep.
...
As night fell, in the room next to Wang Ye's, 'Wang Ye Zhen' carefully placed the encyclopedia on the table. He sprayed some perfume in the room, satisfied, before pushing open the door and leaving.
Standing in the corridor, he took one last lingering look at Wang Ye's door before disappearing into the darkness.
When he reappeared, he was standing outside Shangjing City, feeling the breath of the barren land as he walked forward alone.
With the appearance and disappearance of the Ancient Domain, Wang Ye's neighbors finally left.
Donghua District began to quiet down.
When the paranormal squad arrived to clean up, they only found empty rooms and Mao Yong'an still absorbing the fruit.
The next day...
Xiao Wu was still in a coma, but her breathing was much steadier.
With nothing to do, Wang Ye finally remembered he still had an A Team and members in Donghua District.
Arriving at the base, only Wang Qiang and Liu Qian were dutifully at their posts.
"Li Hongtian still hasn't come?" Wang Ye asked.
Wang Qiang shook his head: "He came by once this morning. When he saw you weren't here, he left."
Looking for me?
Wang Ye thought for a moment: "What about Zhou Han?"
He hadn't seen Zhou Han for several days. Without that neurotic woman, even the air was quieter.
"Zhou Han?"
"Who's Zhou Han?" Wang Qiang's somewhat confused voice made Wang Ye's expression become grave.
Asking Liu Qian yielded the same blank look at the unfamiliar name.
Sensing something wrong, Wang Ye took out his phone to show them Zhou Han's photo, but...
Zhou Han's image had disappeared from the photos, leaving only the backgrounds, as if she had never existed.
"Oh right, captain. Supplies from the Operations and Intelligence Departments have arrived." Wang Qiang's voice held some excitement. After all, this was a huge amount of resources that could provide greater security if utilized properly.
But Wang Ye's thoughts had already drifted away: "Mm, you can handle it."
Compared to those supplies he now looked down on, he was more concerned about Zhou Han's situation.
Why would she be erased from people's memories, even traces of her existence disappearing, while only he retained memories of her?
The suburban graveyard!
That's right, there were also photos of Zhou Han at the suburban graveyard!
Wang Ye hurried to the graveyard location. Seeing the Old Man absent, he breathed a sigh of relief and went to Zhou Han's tombstone.
But...
The original name of Ji Ziqian had been replaced.
Wang Fugui!
The photo had also changed from Zhou Han to a middle-aged obese man!
No, impossible!
His memory absolutely could not be muddled.
Wang Ye had absolute confidence in himself.
Thinking this, Wang Ye exited the graveyard and returned home. On his computer he searched for that photo from the suburban graveyard again!
It was on that photo that he had discovered Zhou Han's identity issue!
But looking at the photo again, the name had similarly changed to Wang Fugui's.
Wang Fugui...
Who was he again?
Wang Ye searched for information on Wang Fugui.
Wang Fugui, 1948-1982.
Businessman.
Died of illness.
No children.
The brief introduction showed this person seemed unremarkable at the time.
Everything was very ordinary.
Wang Ye solemnly closed the computer and fell into contemplation.
...
Buddha Kingdom.
Jia Nan, who had collapsed unconscious in bed for a full day and night from his heavy injuries, suddenly opened his eyes wide.
Surrounding his bed were a group of old monks, who upon Jia Nan's awakening lowered their heads with palms pressed together.
"Greetings, Buddha's son."
"Greetings, Buddha's son."
Jia Nan, who should have been elated, instead seemed angry now, gritting out resentfully: "Bunch of bastards!"
The monks glanced at each other, somewhat puzzled.
Why was the Buddha's son being so rude to them?
The next moment, Jia Nan suddenly came to his senses. He hurriedly forced himself up from the bed and stood, resuming a benign expression as he bowed to the monks.
But his lowered gaze still blazed with fury!
Those wretched bastards, he would beat their brains out with his own hands sooner or later!
"The Buddha said: In three months, enter the secular world."
At this time, a shaven-headed child tottered to the door and spoke in a tender voice.
"Amitabha."
Jia Nan and all the monks murmured the Buddha's name.
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grated, and just when he finally managed to get into an elite academy, he discovered that he actually had a system, and the way to earn rewards was extremely ridiculous. So for the sake of rewards, he had no choice but to start acting ridiculous as well. Su Cheng: "It's nothing but system quests after all." But later, what confused Su Cheng was that while he was already quite ridiculous, he never expected those serious characters to gradually become ridiculous too. And the way they looked at him became increasingly strange... (This synopsis doesn't do it justice, please read the full story)
