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Wu Ling took out the blood drawing equipment from the bag. They looked quite professional and seemed to be medical consumables used by blood stations.

The fat man simply rolled up his sleeves and let Wu Ling draw blood.

"How much do you want to smoke?" asked the thin man.

"The normal amount of blood donation is enough." Wu Ling said.

"Is it enough?" The thin man was surprised.

"No matter how much, let's just run for our lives." Wu Ling said a joke that was not a joke.

"No need to do a test? How much blood does it take to explode that kind of monster?" The thin man continued to ask.

"It's not necessary. We don't have any test subjects. Besides, there can't be too many of those things. One or two is at most. We just drew some blood just in case."

Wu Ling and the others seemed to have a plan.

I asked.

"If Luo Mu has no problem, we can take action this week." Wu Ling said, "The longer the delay is, the better it will be for them. A quick victory."

"Will Master Xuanqing also take action?" I asked.

"If Zhang Yifeng's master doesn't take action, the old Taoist will not take action." Gu Mo stretched out, "The best way is to confine this matter to a relatively small area. Otherwise, other people may also intervene to stop it. Now But it’s an extraordinary time. This kind of internal strife…if it weren’t for Zhang Yifeng and his disciples’ problems, it would be impossible to start the fight.”

I didn't expect Gu Mo to know so much about the supernatural world.

Gu Mo immediately added: "This is what the old Taoist said."

"Oh." I glanced at Gu Mo, "As a logistics supporter, you probably won't participate in the war."

"The logistics also have to be on standby. If I am around, I can alert them if I hear something. I also have to bring this nuclear weapon with me. What you say..." Gu Mo patted Nangong Yao and looked me up and down.

My combat abilities are more subtle.

In terms of ability, I should fall into the very strong category. But after taking away my abilities, I am just a weakling. My understanding of the paranormal circle is limited, and my physical fitness is not strong enough. If I switch to a battle game, I know nothing about the enemy's attributes, skills, and attack methods. I can't run fast, have low health, and have weak defense, so I will die easily.

Gu Mo's words did not hurt my self-esteem.

After careful consideration, it would be better for me not to appear on that "battlefield". What if someone from Qingye dies...

"...If we die, you will have a chance to resurrect us." Wu Ling spoke my heart.

"Don't miss it." Liu Miao smiled at me.

"Bah, bah, bah! Don't be crow-mouthed! Who will die!" Gu Mo choked immediately.

"How sure are you?" I asked seriously. "If the success rate is too low, it is better to wait. You can also check how many people Zhang Yifeng killed. I will directly enter those dreams..."

You can kill Zhang Yifeng by surprise.

The chance of success is also higher this way.

As for the fact that people who would have died survived and the reality was changed...

"...It shouldn't have much impact. The people he asked Shen Wangshu to kill seemed to be from the supernatural circle... Huh?" I was stunned.

"Before this, we didn't know that he had done such a thing. Now, we have no evidence." Wu Ling said, "It is not feasible to bring evidence to accuse him. It will take a lot of time to argue. As I said just now, now is It's an extraordinary moment. It's possible that their master and disciple pretended to have reformed and were forgiven by others in the circle. Another point..." Wu Ling's eyes were bright and dark, as if they were shining coldly. "Their target is probably. People with abilities, rather than those who follow the path of master-disciple or family inheritance. This also involves the factional issue within the circle, and everyone has their own opinions on the recent large-scale transnational plan of the supernatural circle."

Wu Ling said it was very complicated, but it might actually be as complicated as she said. This involves too many battles over positions, interests and concepts.

In the supernatural world, where killing people is as natural as crushing ants, these disputes can turn into a big fight if not handled well.

Now it seems that people in the supernatural circle are still restrained and have not gone to the point of taking action. Or, some of them, like Zhang Yifeng, chose to do it secretly without being discovered.

I feel distressed.

"It's hard to tell whether it's friend or foe here. Many people have different stances on several things. If you think about it on the bright side, some people may change their stance midway; if you think on the worst side, some people may change their stance midway. He was an undercover agent from the beginning. The entire circle has been marginalized for too long..." Wu Ling sighed, "The careerist has seen an opportunity to rise."

My heart shuddered, "You mean, the kind of society that some people would like to see ghosts establish and rule?"

"Didn't you also see it in the dream? There is still a territory protected by the Heavenly Master in that world." Wu Ling said lightly.

I feel cold.

Similar things have probably happened frequently in human history.

There are many people who do not hesitate to kill people and set fires for personal gain, and there are even more people who start wars for this reason. Many people don't do this, just because they don't have the chance. Not everyone can cause troubled times, and not everyone can become the final winner of troubled times.

Personally, of course I hope for world peace, where everyone maintains the status quo and develops on their own, forever. Maybe one day, human beings can put aside their prejudices, and countries can merge through negotiations to become a true earth country.

But I also know that this is just a beautiful fantasy.

"That's it..." I muttered.

"Okay." Wu Ling looked at the blood bag.

I glanced back down the hallway.

"Leave him to Ye Qing. You can go back first. Be careful on the road." Wu Ling said.

The three of us couldn't do anything else, so we said our goodbyes and left.

When we went downstairs, the three of us said nothing.

After leaving Building 6, the thin man cursed.

"It's already like this, and we still want to stab each other. It's really... no wonder it will be like that in the future..." The thin man became a little frustrated.

When he said this, I also felt that the future was destined.

Did Ye Qing know this and chose to place all his bets on my ability?

This choice seems too wise now.

It is unrealistic to believe that humans will unite to fight against ghosts and monsters. Anyone who shows weak emotions may also increase the power of ghosts.

Those who have the ability to get rid of ghosts are scattered all over again, each with their own agenda.

In such a situation, being a lone hero may be the only feasible way.

Ye Qing is a lone hero, I am just the knife in his hand.

With my knife, he can kill the original evil spirit and make everything normal.

In the future, there may be a new world war, and there may be a new catastrophe that annihilates mankind, but at least this crisis can be overcome.

As I thought about it, I felt some blood boiling in my chest.

However, after all, I am not a middle-aged boy in my teenage years, so this enthusiasm just purred a few times and then disappeared.

How to do it specifically depends on Ye Qing.

Even now, I still don't know what to do, I just bite the bullet and let Ye Qing and the others push me forward.

"At this time, shouldn't we find a temple to worship and pray for blessings?" the thin man said suddenly.

"If you are sincere..." The fat man gave him a sideways glance.

Maybe the skinny guy's abilities can really be put to use.

Fatty and I both stared at him.

The thin man touched his chin and began to think, "You are so sincere... Come to think of it, she told me a very effective ritual..."

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