If there really were Anomalies among those relics...
Given the range of activity of those scavengers, tracking them down one by one would have been like looking for a needle in a haystack.
As he walked, Sun Hang suddenly felt that he might have overlooked some clue.
He had originally planned to study the diary carefully after returning to the research institute, but an impulse within him drove him to the entrance of a coffee shop, where he sat down at one of the tables set out by the street.
Sun Hang opened that "diary," "filled with love for the goddess," once again.
As Sun Hang flipped through it, the pages, made brittle by the freezing temperatures, kept making a soft rustling sound.
"Hmm?"
Sun Hang frowned. Amid those deranged passages, he suddenly noticed that some characters seemed different.
It was not especially obvious to the naked eye, but if he gently rubbed the back of the page with his fingers, he could tell that whenever the diary's owner wrote those characters, he had deliberately pressed harder, leaving slight raised marks on the other side of the paper.
Sun Hang circled each of those characters and found that they formed a perfectly coherent sentence.
"I, must, find, a, way, to, escape, the, goddess."
Sun Hang could not help taking a deep breath.
He suddenly realized that this scavenger's death seemed far from simple.
Perhaps he had known about the Anomaly in the underground equipment room from the very beginning.
"He chose to betray the 'goddess,' failed, and was punished?" Sun Hang muttered quietly. "Then... what exactly is this 'goddess'...?"
The Anomaly in the underground equipment room? Clearly not.
Then the only possibility was the entity that had taken the videotape.
Could it have been Anna?
Sun Hang considered it for