What happened in the Ninth District quickly reached Wenren Sheng's ears.
He caught a whiff of a familiar formula, a familiar scent.
He looked at Old Zhao next door, who was playing chess with a child in the yard.
Nothing unusual.
Then who could it be? He sighed softly.
Then he issued an order to the Mystery Exploration Department: "There's no need to intervene for now."
After giving the order, Little Illusion popped out. "I'm best at this sort of thing. Let me handle it."
"You're not trying to take this chance to mess with me, are you?" Wenren Sheng asked suspiciously.
"You don't trust me!" Little Illusion said indignantly. "Doesn't she just want to create a happy village? I have the most experience with that. My worshippers are the best at making everyone happy."
Because anyone unhappy would be kicked out of the protected zone to experience a miserable life.
Wenren Sheng grumbled inwardly.
Still, he did not object. "All right, I'll leave this to you. But let me warn you in advance: with our current understanding, it'll be difficult to make everyone happy."
"Oh..." Little Illusion clearly did not take that seriously.
Before long, Little Illusion appeared near the vanished village.
The area was already surrounded by people.
Most had come merely to watch the spectacle. Fewer than one-tenth had actually come to solve the problem.
"I heard the people in the village either turn into children or old people."
"I want to become a child too. I wish I could go back to before I was nine. I was so happy then, without any desires, thinking only about how to play every day," someone sighed.
Then that person vanished.
Everyone stared in shock, before someone explained:
"He triggered the disappearance mechanism. As long as you say you're