"What the hell is a wild inheritor?"
Hou Zhi Zhu thought he'd misheard. His brain couldn't process so much information. Instinctively, he didn't want to reject Han Su's proposal, but he also felt a deep, primal unease. Torn between the two, he could only ask blankly, "What if I lose myself again? What then?"
Han Su smiled and patted him on the shoulder. "Go ahead and lose yourself. I'll wake you up again."
This Life Path was the one he knew best, the one he'd walked every step of himself. But he had to admit, it was a difficult road.
He'd been watched by all kinds of eyes, from the cradle of reality to the Disaster Management Bureau, and now as a star investigator. It looked as if he'd advanced quickly, but every step had been taken under someone else's scrutiny. It had made it almost impossible for him to do anything with peace of mind.
But the appearance of these Copper Believers had given him an opportunity.
Just as the big shots in the upper ranks of the Disaster Management Bureau could divert attention and turn a thorny character like Zhang Chiguo into a puppet they could control, he could do the same. Couldn't he divert their attention to achieve his own goals?
That was exactly why he'd become so interested in this matter.
He immediately took advantage of the little time he had and asked Hou Zhi Zhu for as much information as possible about the Copper Believers.
Then he took a drop of White Corpse blood from the box and rubbed it onto Hou Zhi Zhu's forehead. He watched the dark-red copper-colored blood slowly seep into Hou Zhi Zhu's skin, like a dark-red eye that gradually disappeared from view.
Through the sensory perception of this drop of