Ye Qing had vanished without a trace, and the room at the end of the agency's hallway had turned back into an abstract painting.
Everything had settled down, but what had happened hadn't changed.
When I went downstairs, I saw the skinny guy and the fat guy hurrying after me.
"It's over." I shook my head at them.
I couldn't tell them what I knew.
For now, this was all I could do...
I felt a little lost.
Ye Qing's grand plan should have been viable. If history could be changed by another force, then it should be possible to change it ourselves. Perhaps this change was something I had made.
The problem was that this change seemed to work in reverse. The events from a year ago changed first, then the events from five years ago. Finally, once the source had been changed, reality itself underwent a fundamental transformation.
That was exactly why I felt so powerless.
While we were still searching for that original soul, hoping to change everything at its source, another force had already cast its net wide and accomplished exactly that with ease.
That overwhelming difference in power left no room for resistance.
Even Ye Qing and Han Yun had either submitted to that force or been forced to let it alter the very nature of their existence.
Could we still resist?
I walked out of Building Six in silence.
The skinny guy and the fat guy exchanged glances and made plenty of little gestures. They didn't bother hiding them from me, but I ignored them.
Once we were back in the car, the fat guy started the engine while the skinny guy began making calls.
Chen Xiaoqiu and Guo Yujie had of course sensed the monster's roar just now. Anyone could have heard that