"Hmm, let me think..."
Bao Dacai rubbed his chin and pondered for a moment. "He was a child Miss Wen picked up. I heard his parents died early, and both brothers contracted Dream Loss Syndrome. They were brought in together..."
"But his younger brother wasn't as lucky as he was. He was eaten."
"Eaten?"
Ji Jue tilted his head slightly.
"Yeah, literally eaten."
The old man made a chewing motion. "Have you heard of the Wild Feast Monks Society? An organization over in Central Earth, deeply entrenched. One of their branches is called the Arabian Religion. In some parts of the Thousand Isles, it's even regarded as a legitimate faith.
"Their doctrines are all that nonsense about how all living beings were originally one, then lost their true faces and were torn apart. So everyone has to work hard to merge with one another, letting the gods awaken within their bodies, and so on. Anyway, it's all bullshit.
"As for how they merge, they eat. They treat it as communion.
"They eat to gain life, eat to gain strength, eat to complete their souls and attain immortality."
Something stirred in Ji Jue's heart, and he suddenly asked, "Puna Bantu?"
"That's right. Puna Bantu is their territory too. They mainly spread among the natives and tribes. Their most famous believer was Ai Kongzuo, the general who killed the president and took his place. They say he later died for no reason at all—but guess what?"
Bao Dacai clapped his hands and sighed. "He reincarnated!"
That Spirit Plague that spread from Puna Bantu had been planned from the beginning, including Ai Kongzuo's rise to power...
For a moment, Ji Jue was stunned. Then he understood.
At last, he understood why they had driven away Chongguang Church's medical team, only to suddenly change