Evening.
Ke Meng watched the treatment of patients with ore disease at the Investigation Bureau.
Ever since the Door Organization's assault on the Sealing Pavilion, the source of the ore disease had stopped spreading it to the outside world.
People sent to that ore-covered area no longer fell ill.
Those already infected had also received treatment. Although the methods were crude and brutal, they had finally brought the ore disease under control.
There were not many medical items capable of flesh regeneration, so treatment had dragged on until now. At last, the final patient had been cured.
Ke Meng watched over the last patient and listened to their heartfelt thanks.
He closed his eyes, sitting in a chair nearby, and slowly fell asleep.
Shirley stood gracefully beside him in a black suit, looking like a hardened female bodyguard. No one dared speak to her.
In his dream, Ke Meng once again used Synesthesia on the source of the ore disease.
The Calamity Generator was still in Shiyuan City. Ke Meng occasionally tried using Synesthesia on it, but with so few clues, it was difficult.
Today, after watching the last patient undergo treatment, Ke Meng believed the time was ripe.
Over the past two months, Ke Meng had come into contact with more than a thousand patients with ore disease. Whether they had been cured or not, he had met every one of them.
Every day, Ke Meng set aside some time to watch the treatment process in person.
Although the process was extremely tedious, his connection to the ore disease grew ever deeper.
Ke Meng suspected that the Calamity Generator could shield itself from spirituality, but that shielding was not invincible. It still had flaws, as the patients' cries he heard during meditation had shown him.
Today, the connections to