Ke Meng woke up.
The first thing he did was put away the quarantine house and check the sky outside for signs of anything unusual.
Because they had blown up the node early, the contamination here was not severe. Ke Meng had no idea what conditions were like overseas.
Looking at pictures alone did not give him a clear enough sense of it.
"How about it, Ke Meng? Any new insights?" Di Ping asked.
Ke Meng was the most useful person here, and everyone was waiting for his instructions.
Ke Meng's Gnosis was absurdly high. If even he could not pick up any clues through Synesthesia, few people in the bureau could do better.
"The sacrifice site is on a grassland, but it's in a special field. It'll be hard for us to find."
Di Ping froze for a moment. "It's actually in a special field? Don't special fields isolate what's inside them? How did he pull that off?"
"Although it's isolated, a Sacrifice Ritual is different. The ritual has spatial and temporal properties, so connecting two isolated regions isn't difficult." Ke Meng thought it over. In theory, it was feasible.
Di Ping looked as though he had learned something new. "You really know a lot about this."
"Vague bits of knowledge keep pouring in during Dream Synesthesia. It's hard not to learn something." Ke Meng smiled, giving a perfect explanation for why he knew so much.
"Then you need to be careful. That knowledge isn't easy to digest. You could easily lose your mind." Di Ping's expression instantly turned serious as he issued a solemn warning.
"I know. I know my limits," Ke Meng said with a nod.
Before long, new messages appeared in the group chat.
The red beams at the nodes in every country had vanished, but