Never mind the uproar outside.
Luo Ping and the others found rooms in the club and rested separately.
This club should originally have been sealed off by the Bureau of Special Affairs, but out of consideration for Xie Yu and the others—and since they had already removed everything related to the evil god cultists from the place—
the remaining club was merely rented property, and the lease would expire in a few months.
There was no point in sealing it off for long.
So they left Luo Ping and the others to deal with it as they saw fit.
Dark Moon sat nervously on the sofa.
Xie Yu sat nearby with a glass of water, drinking as he looked up information about this world.
How should this world be described?
It had anomalies as well.
However, because there was no Aberration Association, most people who were attacked by anomalies vanished without leaving even bones behind.
As a result, the number of people inexplicably disappearing in the news kept increasing.
It was not just this country. The same was true across the globe.
But perhaps unwilling to cause even greater panic, the authorities had tacitly erased the existence of anomalies.
Still, unlike foreign countries, where such incidents were completely barred from publication and everything appeared peaceful and prosperous,—
reports of such incidents had not been prohibited domestically.
In schools, the proportion of emergency-response classes concerning dangerous situations was also steadily increasing.
The vague warnings, along with all kinds of speculative rumors, all suggested that the country was preparing for something.
Some sharp-eyed people had already sensed an unsettling undercurrent from recent reports.
Many analysis streamers had already spoken about what they had noticed.
But not many believed them.
After all, people still believed in that old saying: "The Master did not