Damn [Pollution], damn [King of Withering and Flourishing], damn Lezuyu!
What a rotten mechanic, what a deadly Man-Made Calamity!
Ye Buyu let out a soul-deep scream: "Stay away from me!"
Outside, everything had fallen into absolute silence.
Everyone stared blankly at the big screen, watching Ye Buyu flee frantically with [Pollution] in relentless pursuit, unconsciously raising their hands to their open mouths.
Only one thought filled their minds.
She was going to die, wasn't she? She was definitely going to die.
The moment Ye Buyu appeared in the great hall, the microphone in Qi Qingyu's hand crashed to the floor. The noisy audience became like geese seized by the neck, craning their necks and staring wide-eyed at the screen in disbelief.
After all, the odds of randomly landing in the Calamities' headquarters were comparable to the entire leadership of the Present World suddenly dropping dead.
Yet that possibility, one that had never even entered anyone's mind, had come to pass-more absurd than reality, more ridiculous than fiction.
Everyone had just one question.
"Why on earth did she end up there?!"
On the big screen, Ye Buyu's perspective outstripped all the others by an overwhelming margin, taking over the entire screen and making the viewers' vision go dark again and again.
Lan Huaiyu and the others abruptly rose from their seats in the audience, immediately preparing to enter and rescue her, only to see Ye Buyu fleeing frantically.
It was not just the audience. Everyone who saw this through the [Withered Glory Theatre]'s big screen was dumbstruck. A first-person horror film starring Ye Buyu swept across the Present World, bringing everyone face-to-face with the True Body of the Man-Made Calamity [Pollution] as never before.
The entire Present World fell silent for several seconds.
Even the [King of Withering and Flourishing] deep