A decaying city.
An amusement park on the verge of becoming scrap.
This world was shrouded in a layer of mist.
Weird energy and suspicious parasitic spores permeated the air everywhere.
This world was extremely dangerous—so dangerous that any ordinary person who set foot inside risked becoming contaminated.
"The air here is really filthy."
Bei Mu covered his nose, continuously waving his right hand in front of him, trying to fan away the murky air around him.
Of course, it was useless.
Although the logistics staff wore protective suits, the concentration of Weird energy in this world was simply too high, so none of them would enter.
However, to give Contract Anomalists who came to train in this world a safe place to rest, robots had built shelters here.
"Ahh, I can't take this anymore."
The three of them walked across the barren, rocky ground, where not even weeds grew.
Bei Mu, who rarely exercised, was the first to complain of exhaustion.
Even Bai Zuo, a Contract Anomalist who relied more heavily on mental control, had better physical fitness than him. After all, he frequently went on missions and ran all over the place.
If his body were not in good shape, he would never have been able to withstand such high-intensity battles against Weirds.
Bei Mu squatted down. "Chairman, can we rest for a while?"
His face was drenched in sweat.
The air here was filled with chaotic Weird energy and countless visible and invisible spores.
These were parasites released by certain Weirds. Once the body came into contact with those spores, they could infest it, feeding on human flesh and blood as they grew stronger.
Not only did he have to keep moving, but he also had to continuously control Weird energy to form a thin protective barrier