Resolution (Part 1)

Long ago, when Hua Yue and Bai Ling had vanished, Wei He had sensed that something was wrong. Though they had disappeared during a disaster, both of them had always been in safe zones. So many others had remained—why had they alone suddenly vanished?

Now, it seemed they really had been targeted.

"What's wrong? What's wrong? Why aren't you talking? Did I hit the truth? Or what?" The Chameleon's tone was strange and warped as he pressed closer, his nose nearly touching Wei He's face.

"A boring trick." Wei He rose to his feet, his body passing through the other man as though through a phantom.

Walking out of the library, he looked at the streams of people and vehicles outside.

The other party's spirit technique was behind him. Such precision meant that person could not possibly be too far away.

Therefore.

He closed his eyes, and his Mimetic Primal Force abruptly transformed into a High Spirit Energy state.

Under High Spirit Observation, all life became clusters of white light moving past him.

There was no matter, nothing else—only living beings.

"Go." Wei He flicked a finger, and a thread of Mimetic Primal Force silently flew out in its High Spirit Energy state, heading toward a direction on the right.

"Dear Major General Wei He, it seems you have no intention of seizing this opportunity." The Chameleon's voice came from behind him.

Wei He's eyes remained half-closed, his expression unchanged.

"The weak hope to preserve everything. But the strong are never threatened. Tell me."

He turned around.

"Am I strong, or weak?"

"Who can say for certain about something like that?" The Chameleon let out a shrill laugh.

"Yes. Who can say for certain?" Wei He replied mildly.

The reason the strong were never threatened was because when they encountered