These days, every investigator in the bureau without an assignment was at home digging through old unsolved mysteries, trying to find traces of the Door Organization.
"Zhai Yuquan was very likely from Crocodile Continent. Speaking the Crocodile Continent Language at first might have been a habit, but he could also have done it deliberately."
Ke Meng had considered the knowledge-related traits of Disciples of the Door and could not rule out the possibility that Zhai Yuquan had deliberately toyed with them.
That door had been transported to Koi City, and Ke Meng wanted to take another look and get a feel for it.
He went as soon as he decided to. He was idle anyway, with little to do.
Still, he could not waste the journey.
Sitting aboard the Investigation Bureau's private charter plane, Ke Meng mulled it over and decided to shoot a video to farm resistance points.
He could not stop farming resistance points through his viewers. If there were benefits to milk, he had to milk them.
Seen from another angle, Ke Meng was using the power of two million viewers' faith to condense resistance points.
Of course, that was merely his unsupported guess. He had no evidence to back it up.
On the plane, Ke Meng took out the Dark Cuisine Pot, then brought out the perfectly flawless Flawless Sword.
Next, he attached the wings and took on the appearance of an angel.
The Energy-Gathering Ring in his angel outfit had a limit and could not gather energy indefinitely. The halo above his head had already reached maximum brightness, dazzling like a ten-thousand-watt light bulb radiating light in every direction.
It was bright, but holy light did not harm things unrelated to evil spirits, so neither the plane nor Luo Yuan suffered any damage. Luo Yuan