Everything had changed in silence.
Nan Xiaonan listlessly drank the cup of Ovaltine she had just made... and painfully realized that she seemed to have accomplished nothing.
There was no need to fabricate any evidence. The corpse delivered last night had disappeared, and the bureau could no longer find any record of the person's identity. Everyone had forgotten, and what had happened at the factory had been distorted.
Things seemed as though they shouldn't have turned out this way, yet perhaps this was exactly the path they had been destined to follow. The development continued in a manner that was both right and wrong, beyond what her accelerated mind could understand at that moment.
Nan Xiaonan increasingly sensed how terrifying this great being was... What was terrifying wasn't a world-shattering power—Nan Xiaonan had truly witnessed this great being's ability to destroy the heavens and earth. Rather, it was the way reality could be twisted so quietly that was even more frightening.
The anger and grief she had felt when she returned last night had vanished. In their place was a fiery passion. Everyone had thrown themselves into capturing the person known as "Zhu Jianqiang"... but was Zhu Jianqiang really the murderer?
Would finding this person only plunge them into an even deeper quagmire?
Nan Xiaonan had a premonition: the truth would remain hidden in silence, in a place that no one, including herself, could truly understand.
When would she be able to reach this level?
Nan Xiaonan couldn't help pondering the question... Her true self was a Sealed King Immortal, whose power had nearly reached its peak. She could no longer see where the road ahead lay.
She felt that her original self was like the nuclear weapon created by this minor world, having already reached an extreme... but nuclear