After falling unconscious, Ming Wan'er soon sank into another illusion...
However, unlike last time, she was astonished to discover that she was no longer entering that terrifying operating-room illusion, nor endlessly reliving the agony of being dissected alive. Instead, she was in a place where there was absolutely nothing?
As for why she had entered an environment with nothing at all—no sound, no matter, and no one besides herself—she had no idea.
"What... what is this place?"
"Hey—"
"Is anyone there?"
"Someone, come quickly!"
"..."
"Who dragged me here?"
"Come out!"
"You can't trap me!"
"..."
"I'm telling you, I'm not afraid!"
"Even if you torture me another hundred times, another thousand times, I still won't be afraid!"
In any case, she tried almost every method she could think of, such as shouting, running, and attacking the ground. In the end, however, she still couldn't leave, and there was no response. She had no choice but to calm down and wait, hoping the illusion would dissipate on its own.
However...
Quite unexpectedly, at that moment, she was horrified to discover that the terrifying aberration she had seen crouching in the corner stall of that public restroom—the female aberration—had appeared in this illusion as well?
Before her anxious self could react, the other party suddenly transformed into a strange, dark spiritual mark and stamped itself directly onto her forehead.
Soon, information titled "Aberration Binder" surfaced in her mind.
That was right: "Aberration Binder," not the "Aberration Controller" she knew!
It had to be known that there were already quite a few Aberration Controllers in the Contamination Control Bureau. Controlling aberrations meant exactly what it sounded like: using various dangerous or less dangerous methods to control one or several aberrations, then using their power to deal with other aberrations. That was what