"So... which evil god is it, exactly?"
Aaron glanced at the middle-aged Witch, Ayi Fa, knowing she could not possibly reveal any secrets to him.
Perhaps this nonhuman simply knew nothing more about [Grandmother Green Banyan], either.
Moreover, that being was the very premise upon which the entire camp's protection rested.
Even if he forced her, she might not speak.
So they connect through faith and dreams? That's a little troublesome... but as long as I wait for their next contact, there will always be clues and traces.
In an instant, Aaron came up with several suspects, with Mother Nature still sitting at the very top of the list!
Yet he said nothing, merely speaking calmly. "I'd like to stay in this shelter for a while..."
"You may."
Ayi Fa had no way to refuse. She could only tell Inid, "This gentleman is our honored guest. You must see to his needs properly."
"Oh, all right." Inid seemed not to have expected the matter to be settled so easily, and a flicker of delight flashed across her face.
As he was leaving, Aaron seemingly carelessly revealed the bluish-black mark on his palm.
It was the "gift" from that strange girl in the red dress.
Sure enough, Ayi Fa's expression changed at once. "This is... a strange mark? You encountered an immensely powerful strange phenomenon, and even survived its corrosion? How unbelievable!"
"A strange mark?"
Aaron asked curiously, "What exactly... is a strange phenomenon?"
"It is a special kind of phenomenon, perhaps born from the intersection of the Spirit Realm and the mortal world, possessing extremely peculiar rules... Sometimes, even an ordinary person may encounter one and survive, while mythical creatures often perish when they encounter one."
Ayi Fa's expression grew somewhat hesitant. "Once you come into close contact with one,