Lord Han gave Fang Yue a strange look. "I found where those refugees were coming from. It's on a stretch of flat ground about two thousand meters outside our village. The refugees appear out of nowhere there, like illusory phantoms, then walk toward our village without any awareness."
"When they get close to our village, they gradually turn from phantoms into real people, becoming just like the ones at the entrance. Then they walk toward the village gate, one step at a time, and stop, crowding together."
From phantoms into real people?
Everyone exchanged bewildered looks.
"Lord Han, what do you mean by 'turn from phantoms into real people'?"
"Exactly what it sounds like. They go from being phantoms I can't even touch to becoming real!"
"This..."
Everyone felt their scalps prickle. If even Lord Han couldn't deal with this, they had even less chance.
"Don't overthink it. Judging by Little Ye and the others, the refugees shouldn't mean any harm. Besides, they really do have only an ordinary person's constitution. They couldn't cause trouble even if they wanted to. It's just the way they appear that's truly bizarre."
After a pause, Lord Han said, "I suspect... this might be a phenomenon caused by a new, unknown Transcendence-grade Anomaly, just like [Night Rain] or [Cold Night]."
Everyone fell silent.
[Night Rain] and [Cold Night] had already become part of their lives. Whether or not they were caused by Transcendence-grade Anomalies, everyone had accepted that these phenomena existed.
Now another Transcendence-grade Anomaly—or, rather, another new phenomenon—had appeared. They couldn't help feeling uneasy, unsure whether it was good or bad.
"Lord Han, should we contact the higher-level Green Bureau and report what's happening in the village?"
"Yes. We have to report it."
If there had only been as many refugees as yesterday,