Since elemental power had failed, Zhong Baiye tried physical force next.
He picked up a branch from the roadside and tied some rags around one end.
Zhong Baiye tried to scrape the black substance off with it.
But this method was just as useless. The instant the branch touched the black substance, it softened, leaving him unable to exert any force. If Zhong Baiye hadn't flung it away quickly enough, even his hand might have been contaminated.
Zhong Baiye tried every method he could think of, but ultimately reached one conclusion: nothing could stop this black substance.
In the end, he could only watch helplessly as it corroded all the black-clad men into a disgusting black slime.
What amazed Zhong Baiye was that the mysterious black substance quickly vanished after it finished corroding everything.
It was as though neither the black-clad men nor the black substance had ever been there.
But looking at the small pit it had eaten into the ground, Zhong Baiye remembered everything clearly.
Unfortunately, the black-clad men had carried nothing he could use as evidence, and Zhong Baiye hadn't brought a Kamera. Otherwise, he could have taken it back to help clear Keqing's name.
Even now, Zhong Baiye still hadn't figured out why these black-clad men had attacked him.
Who had created them, and why did they look so much like the people of Liyue Harbor?
If someone had impersonated Keqing, where had the real Keqing gone?
Zhong Baiye couldn't answer any of these questions, but he understood that if he kept investigating, those people would definitely keep showing up to stop him.
So his next plan was to call in reinforcements, ensuring he would at least have someone to bring up the rear if he had to flee.
As for whom to recruit, Zhong Baiye