Something is wrong all over

"This powder can reveal souls. It's a pity there's too little of it. Otherwise, if we could mass-produce it into a medicine, people on the verge of death could exist in soul form for a short period after dying."

"Oh? That's not bad either. How much can you make?" An Qi's interest was piqued as she listened to the researcher's report. Souls were something many research institutes in Longcheng had studied. Their world wasn't one with a high energy level, so preserving souls wasn't impossible, but the conditions were extremely harsh.

Whether souls easily manifested depended on the current 'energy level' of the world. If the energy level was too low, even if the world's strength level was very high, powerful individuals wouldn't turn into ghosts or similar beings after death.

They would simply follow the saying, "When a person dies, the lamp goes out." They could carry mountains when alive, but were nothing when dead.

Her family had conducted extensive comparisons and research. Although their world was a low-energy environment, its strength level and energy level were not at the bottom.

This could be seen from the average physique. A healthy adult could easily run a hundred meters in under ten seconds. In some worlds, only professional athletes could achieve this. In such worlds, regardless of their energy level, their strength level would certainly not be high, much lower than their own world.

Within the range of ordinary people, if the difference in strength level was significant, the difference in physique among ordinary people would also fluctuate noticeably. If the standard for ordinary people's physical quality was to run a hundred meters in ten seconds, this level was typical in low-strength worlds.

In high-strength worlds, the standard hundred-meter speed for ordinary people might increase by 25%, from ten seconds to eight seconds. Of course, such an increase rate was only found in worlds with very high strength levels.

Most worlds fluctuated within this range. Few could exceed 20%, and Longcheng was only a few percent above their statistical baseline, but this was a solid lower limit.

The excellent athletes in their world could run under nine seconds, and this was based on them being ordinary people. In some worlds, even very good athletes struggled to run under nine-point-five seconds.

Comparing this baseline, Longcheng's strength level was definitely not at the bottom. Regarding energy levels, their world also had Aberrants who could release flames, and Supernatural Events were common, with many witnesses capturing footage each year.

With a certain strength level and energy level, such a low-energy world was ideal for development.

"There's too little quantity, at most twenty pieces can be made," the researcher provided an accurate figure.

"Make them all," An Qi nodded. Twenty pieces weren't many, but precisely because they weren't many, their value was highlighted. As special commodities, they would be difficult to sell to ordinary people, but she could find suitable buyers.

Originally, the annihilation of a Hunter Team was a huge loss. The new discovery could recover some of the losses, but overall, it was still a loss. If the annihilated Hunter Team had been properly nurtured, they could have brought more value in the future, but now they were gone.

Apart from being slightly displeased by this unexpected situation, An Qi had already adjusted her mindset. Hunters were not Flowers in a greenhouse. Moreover, no one expected an anomaly to appear in that place, and for a ghost-like entity to emerge from it.

Through research on this powder and investigation of the combat scene, they could basically determine what that team of hunters had encountered.

If it were Undead Creatures like Skeleton Soldiers, it would be better. Those skeletons at least had a physical form, and firearms were useful. For ghosts, firearms were useful, but the effective part was purely the impact of the heat generated by air friction.

Such damage was only a minor burn to such beings. Against powerful ones, even minor burns might not be effective. Facing such Enemies, that Hunter Team, no matter how well-equipped or individually strong, couldn't withstand it.

During the on-site investigation, the number of 'Enemies' exceeded ten. It was a pity about the hunter who intervened afterward. That person could eliminate ghosts with a single gun, something ordinary hunters couldn't do. More importantly, that person also had adaptability and could enter the anomaly.

However, such a hunter did not leave the anomaly but remained in another world through it. An Qi, who usually had plans, had no plans now. The possibility of that person returning to Longcheng was too low.

"Finally, I see people." Zheng Yichen looked at the town in the distance and let out a long sigh. He had walked for almost a day. Being in an unfamiliar place, he had finally found a populated area. He looked at the clothing of the people in the town and then at himself.

En... a standard modern combat protective suit. Some damage didn't affect the fact that he and the people of this world had different Art Styles.

Zheng Yichen couldn't help but wonder if he would be chased away by people waving pitchforks when he arrived. He probably wouldn't, right?

"Who are you??"

"I'm a traveler? Wait... damn." Seeing the residents who were wary of him rush forward, Zheng Yichen immediately became unhappy. He flicked the fishing rod in his hand, without covering it with Black Gun, and relied on the strength of the fishing rod itself to break the crude wooden spears in their hands.

After a simple scuffle, Zheng Yichen also felt a clear difference. His strength had indeed weakened, but he was still not someone that the weaker town residents could deal with.

He could take down this group of people just by crushing them with his physical quality, let alone the firearms he had in his hands.

"Speak, why did you attack first." After knocking down the residents who attacked, Zheng Yichen looked at the other wary people. After a brief exchange, half the town's residents had arrived. There were quite a few weapons like sickles and pitchforks. Considering the daily use of those things, Zheng Yichen stood a little further away, not wanting to be poked by them.

"We've had some murder cases recently, and we're very wary of people of unknown origin. We just wanted to drive you away..." the Town Chief said sheepishly. If they couldn't beat Zheng Yichen, they could only talk properly. The person could easily take down several strong adults in their town, so he was not someone to be trifled with.

In their eyes, Zheng Yichen was a person of unknown origin, wearing strange clothes, and with torn parts from being scratched by something. Not only were those clothes different from their art style, but everything about him felt wrong to them.

Normally, they would be indifferent to such people at most, but this time it was different.