Deng Yi looked at the people who had been contaminated yet retained their sanity, his brows furrowing into a deep frown.
He knew full well that their current condition was extremely troublesome.
The Bureau of Special Affairs had always maintained strict standards and procedures for handling Weird contamination, but situations like this were exceedingly rare.
Bo looked at those people as well, a trace of pity flashing through his eyes.
He asked softly, "What... should be done with them?"
Deng Yi shook his head and said helplessly, "According to regulations, anyone contaminated by Weirds to this extent must be isolated. But they still have their sanity. Simply isolating them like this would be too cruel."
As the two discussed the matter, a middle-aged man among the contaminated people suddenly dropped to his knees with a thud. Tears streamed down his face as he cried, "Please, save us! We don't want to be locked up! We don't want to become monsters!"
His kneeling down was like the first domino falling. The other contaminated people followed suit, and soon sobs and pleas rose one after another.
A pang of bitterness filled Deng Yi's heart. Though he was an Anomaly Tamer from the Bureau of Special Affairs and had grown accustomed to all manner of Weird incidents and brutal scenes, he was still moved by the sight of these people begging desperately.
He gritted his teeth and said to Bo, "I'll contact Headquarters first and see what they say."
As he spoke, he took out a specially made communication device and called Headquarters.
A steady voice came from the other end. "This is Director Lin. I already understand the situation. Don't isolate these people for now. Bring them back to the Bureau for observation and research first."
"The higher-ups have already taken notice