Seeing Huo Gai's expression, as if he'd just licked Shi Ji.
Wu Xian's mood instantly lifted, and he leisurely took a big gulp of coconut juice.
He'd deliberately chosen large-denomination Underworld Money so Huo Gai wouldn't lose out. Each bill was worth a full billion!
Huo Gai's anger quickly turned to fear.
Creak!
Two black vans pulled up, blocking the view of the pedestrians on either side of the road. Four men in black carrying pistols got out, forced Huo Gai into one of the vans, and then drove off.
The whole thing took less than two minutes. Apart from Wu Xian, who had been watching deliberately, nobody else noticed.
Wu Xian smiled as he drained his coconut juice.
"I don't know... Ah!"
But Wu Xian's setup had made him an important witness. The yellow paper in the package, in particular, made it all the more believable that the package had come from a blessed land.
Only now did Wu Xian understand. People in the real world had been disappearing all along, but people from the blessed lands had also been continually filling their places!
Then Wu Xian began to suspect his own past.
He'd been adopted from a welfare home.
Wu Xian had once been a superhero.
This time, he'd gained plenty from following them.
He put the headphones in his ears, but could only hear the crackle of static.
Terrifying!
They had a massive underground facility near the welfare home, had obtained a message sent to a newspaper within two hours, and had forcibly taken Huo Gai away at gunpoint...
He'd only put on some clothes that wouldn't show the dirt. He wore black underneath, with a dark gray coat over it.
Half an hour later, the white-haired man was dragged away by force.
The so-called real world was just as false as the blessed lands!
Still, those people showing up in the blessed land also answered a question that had puzzled Wu Xian for a long time.
Fifteen minutes later.
For example, investigating the Three Officials' worship in the real world, looking into the mysterious person who'd once hired him to investigate a blessed land, and the "Creed" organization Qi Zhiyong had mentioned. He could also check up on Wen Chao and Shi Ji...
"Stop! How many times have I told you not to use such crude interrogation methods? Watch how I do it."
Wu Xian stayed up all night.
Of course he was innocent.
Huo Gai was moved.
He'd seen something familiar at the welfare home.
But now, those NPCs had actually appeared in the real world!
That meant either everything that happened in the blessed lands was real, and everything Wu Xian had seen there truly existed...
But investigating everything would be exhausting.
It wasn't enough to risk his life in the blessed lands. Returning to the real world and racking his brains nonstop was something only a superhero could manage.
The old detective, who'd been a bachelor his whole life, had spotted Wu Xian's distinctive air at first glance. With a pirated detective novel, he'd lured him away from the welfare home and brought him back to his place.
Wu Xian crushed the bug. Now every channel he had for gathering information was cut off.
Wu Xian smiled.
"So, this is where they've been hiding."
The blessed lands were just places where the Chosen Ones were made to suffer.
His gaze swiftly swept over everyone in the courtyard, finally settling on a hunched old woman. She sat on a bench, watching the children run about nimbly before her, smiling with three yellow teeth showing.
After looking around for a while,
Huo Gai whined, "I don't know!"
Wu Xian parked his motorcycle in front of a tall building, easily slipped up to the top floor, and gazed into the distance through binoculars. His expression turned strange.
Thankfully, besides the tracker, Wu Xian had also planted a bug in the lining of the package.
It was a white van!
The trees, grass, and stone bollards beside the vehicle...
But Wu Xian had no intention of risking his neck. Even a moment's thought made it obvious that an organization like this would have plenty of surveillance nearby. Getting close would only increase the risk of being exposed.
Could it be that, like those survivors from the blessed lands, he wasn't a native of this world at all, but a survivor whose memories had been erased?
He'd once been so fixated on the blessed lands. Could his soul have been longing to go home?
"Tsk. So that's really how it is."
Wu Xian hadn't done anything. He'd just been enjoying life.
Back then, he'd still been a clueless little kid.
The discoveries so far had been more or less what he'd expected.
What truly shocked Wu Xian—and even gave him a chill—was what he'd seen at the welfare home.
Wu Xian's lips were dry.
He knew this place well.
Interrogation Room.
The building he was in was already the tallest nearby, but he waited a long time without seeing the two black vans. The tracker showed that they'd already returned to the welfare home.
He finished the last bite of his food, took the utensils with his saliva and fingerprints still on them, left Qipei Restaurant through the back door, and got on a black motorcycle.
Of course, Wu Xian wasn't without anything important to do.
Wu Xian was having a blast!
Before, his dark circles had come from staying up late to investigate the blessed lands. Now, they were even worse because he'd been staying up late having fun.
He kept watching.
There was no need.
The blessed lands would block all the preparations he made anyway. He might as well prepare nothing.
Everything else was an illusion. The surviving humans and the evil spirits were all just NPCs. Even the final Disaster Retrospection had seemed to Wu Xian like a cutscene.
An information-gathering and operational capacity like this was far beyond that of an ordinary department.
"I'm telling you the truth. I'm just a swindler who tricks people out of their money and..."
This was where the survivors from the previous blessed land, led away by the underworld officials, had ended up!
As he walked, he kept shouting.
After enjoying himself like this for over ten days, Wu Xian began to feel empty inside.
Over the next few days,
All he could say was...
Next, Wu Xian had tested the organization's approximate reach.
"They really did come. Things are getting interesting."
Compared to the bizarre evil spirits in the blessed lands, these men in black seemed kind and approachable. But in the real world, where God Worshiping Items couldn't be used, an organization like this was absolutely terrifying.
Wu Xian tidied his clothes, stepped forward, and entered the New Blessed Land.
"I'm not done interrogating him! He's got four toes left. We can stick four needles in each toe. He'll definitely talk after we've stuck in all sixteen..."
This time, Wu Xian hadn't prepared anything at all.
Some people might wonder: wouldn't staying at home without a job make you feel empty?
Playing games, eating barbecue, singing karaoke, traveling, and enjoying the outdoors...
Wu Xian destroyed all the evidence and traces.
First, he'd confirmed that an organization connected to the blessed lands really existed in the real world, and found its headquarters.
Smack!
Huo Gai was slapped. The man continued, "Are there any other copies of the compressed package?"
Wu Xian had used several top-tier encryption algorithms and encrypted it so many times that even he couldn't unlock it. This Little Milk Dog would probably have a hard time for a while. An organization like this wouldn't hesitate to use torture.
A man in black barked at him.
"People from the blessed lands have come to the real world, too!"
And that compressed package...
There were still plenty of things for him to investigate.
Wu Xian's gaze paused, then sharpened.
The tracker in the package would tell Wu Xian where these people were headed.
"They must have built a long underground tunnel."
Why, despite the terrifying number of disappearances in the blessed land cases, had the population structure in the real world always remained so healthy?
This had baffled Wu Xian for a long time.
But after visiting the blessed lands, he was a washed-up superhero.
Then he took another look at the place that was first in his memories.
He returned to his own home.
Beneath the welfare home.
So he took out the blessed land invitation, casually tore it up, and a gate carved with images of the Three Officials suddenly appeared in the room.
He wanted to, at the very end—
Most people believed that a blessed land was simply a virtual space modeled on the real world. Perhaps it was created by Divine Techniques, perhaps by technology, perhaps through an Illusion Realm, or perhaps by some other, more advanced means.
"Looks like their security measures are strict..."
He didn't need to follow the van.
Wu Xian had once had many theories about the blessed lands.
The transitional chapter is over.
Tomorrow at five in the afternoon, the New Chapter, Infinite Pursuit Chapter, begins serialization!
La la la, the new chapter begins!
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