He Feng and his wife Zhou Mei walked out of a building.
Looking at the bright sunshine outside, the two of them felt somewhat dazed.
They had not been outside for a full ten days.
Ten days ago, after the supernatural incident in Dachang City that shocked the entire world, they had been targeted by investigators. Only now had they been released.
"Honey, I want to call on all my colleagues to publish a news report."
He Feng looked up at the sky, as though he could see the scene from that day again.
The sky had been dyed golden. A divine figure stood high in the heavens, while an eye that made people's hearts tremble looked down upon the entire city. At that moment, a god named Yang Jian had appeared in this world.
As someone who had experienced it firsthand, He Feng knew very well that unknown horrors still lurked in this world.
A god would not awaken without reason. Everything had its source.
"But we signed a confidentiality agreement. We're forbidden from revealing anything about that day, especially those two words. They're taboo—we can't even say them. Otherwise, not only will we lose our jobs, we might be prosecuted or even sent to prison." Zhou Mei widened her eyes and looked at He Feng in surprise.
"I know. But precisely because of that, I have to write that report. The unknown horrors in this world have already surfaced. We definitely won't be the first people to experience them. There will be many more people who go through what we did. If they don't know that name, they won't receive protection, and they won't survive."
He Feng said seriously, "I understand what those investigators mean. Before they confirm whether that god is real and determine his attitude, they