Aoba Office

"Answer my question." I was not in the mood to talk nonsense with Ye Zhengyi.

Ye Zhengyi answered honestly: "I really don't know about this. I have never dealt with the government. I can't be regarded as a decent person in the circle. I am not an evil sect, but I don't have a good reputation." He rambled for a while. Under my gaze, he said helplessly: "In my time, there were national masters. Because there were many people staring at that position, it was difficult to do anything. If the successor of any sect really wanted to do something, other sects could do it. Raising the flag of the Qing Dynasty will make a difference. The one who takes the initiative will be attacked by a group of people. But in modern times... I have already felt that they should have taken a different approach and adopted other strategies. Who came up with these ideas, I have no idea..."

Ye Zhengyi thought for a while, "From what I have observed... the direction of the wind has changed all over the world. Everyone is shrinking. Those who are capable are not willing to show their faces. This matter..."

Looking at his hesitant expression, I already had a guess.

"The Ghost King started taking action very early, right? People with abilities and professionals in the supernatural circle are all targets."

Ye Zheng nodded and admitted, "That's right. So many people hid later. The world is indeed getting worse and worse... Sigh. As a result, problems have arisen. Originally, these people were there to keep them in check, Everyone knows what can be done and what cannot be done, and there is a tacit understanding between them. Later, there should be a new leader... Domestic. I can’t find it, and I don’t know about it from overseas.”

I felt a chill in my heart, "In other words, you can't even confirm whether there is a ghost king mixed in here?"

I thought of Nantian. He was one of the heirs to the world's wealth and had become a big star. No one saw the problem.

Ye Zheng spread his hands one by one, expressing his helplessness.

The ability user has been kidnapped, and now all the spells have disappeared. Coupled with the interruption of communication, a vacuum has appeared in the supernatural circle. And this vacuum must have been discovered by the government.

This is where Chen Yihan's anger comes from.

"People who come into contact with supernatural beings may not necessarily die, right?" I asked again.

Ye Zhengyi asked speechlessly: "What are you talking about?"

Sure enough.

"Touching something taboo will lead to death, right?" I continued to ask.

Ye Zhengyi immediately became nervous, "What do you want to do?"

"Don't worry, I'm not planning to die." I breathed out.

Chen Yihan is unreliable. It's almost impossible for me to return to Morristown in an honest way.

If this road is broken, the way I originally planned to change the world will not work.

Does Ye Qing know this?

Mu Ge...Mu Ge and Mu Ai are both dead.

I pity Mu Ai, but I cannot sympathize with Mu Ge. In any case, Muge chose his own death, and also chose the death of his daughter.

I really don’t understand why Muge, who originally cared about his daughter, would do this.

I actually have the answer deep down in my heart.

Among them, Ye Qing must be there.

But, doesn't Ye Qing understand the consequences of doing this?

Ye Qing should have known about the disappearance of the magic spirit. It was he who single-handedly contributed to Wu Ling's death.

Ye Qing should have expected Muge's exposure.

So, wouldn't he know that, in this way, I would lose the opportunity to go to Morristown?

Not Morristown.

Morristown was my plan. I want to change the world with the portal to another space that still exists in Morristown. This was not Ye Qing's plan.

Ye Qing always has more clues than me, including that taboo.

I looked at Ye Zhengyi.

Ye Zhengyi is cunning and cunning. He seems to be out of business and only thinks about beauties. But from his understanding of Liu Che and the information revealed in just a few words, he knew that he did not chase after the woman after his death.

He investigated a lot of clues, and he also knew the taboo content.

But, like Ye Qing, he couldn't tell.

For a moment, I wanted to question Ye Zhengyi.

Ye Zhengyi sat upright sensitively and advised earnestly: "I have said it many times, little brother, you have to look forward..."

"I really want to look forward. But the current situation is that it might be better if I look back." I said rudely, "If I really want to look forward, the magic spirit should not be restored. You people have done this. This mess can’t be messed up like this.”

This is not a conclusion reached after an overwhelming sense of justice, but a very simple judgment.

If spells were restored, who knows what those in the paranormal community would do?

The so-called expert database is definitely controlled by the government now. Give them a chance to fight back... I'm not worried about them coming back and regaining control of the situation. If they have this ability, they won't play mystery for so many years. But if you give them strength, some of them will definitely fight back, and the result will be a certain number of casualties and a worse confrontation. I don't want to see this kind of loss.

Yao Nie said weakly: "But this won't work now, right? All the people with abilities have been killed...the ghosts have lost their Yin Qi. If there is no more magic, it will be the end. There is no way at all." ”

I can't refute Yao Nie's words.

"So I say, look forward." Ye Zhengyi suddenly said, "Those grudges should be put aside for now. We have a common enemy. We should focus on the future."

"It's useless for you to tell me this."

"No, I can only say this to you. You are the one who can decide the future." Ye Zhengyi said, "You have already thought of how to restore the magic spirit. You see, our previous intersection was destiny. It’s fate to meet now. It just so happens that we can do this by working together.”

I felt a chill in my heart.

Is this also part of Ye Qing's arrangement?

After killing Wu Ling and exposing the truth about the supernatural circle, he sent me Ye Zhengyi and asked me to use Slim Man's ability to restore the magic spirit?

When I think about this, it's a little hard to accept.

"If it was really fate, and fate could be so powerful... we wouldn't have to resist." I don't accept Ye Zhengyi's statement.

If it were all destiny, the future world would be the established destiny of the entire world. What’s the point of doing so many things now?

I turned my head and considered what to do next.

The truth I know is only the truth I know. I can convince Chen Yihan, but Chen Yihan and I combined cannot convince the people above.

Now that the paranormal circle is over, it’s hard for me to go to Morristown.

And the entrances and exits of other different spaces...

I rubbed my forehead.

Those discovered and monitored entrances and exits will no longer be off limits. It is very likely that the country will directly send advance troops to enter. The advance team to be formed now will definitely not bring experts from the supernatural circle, nor will they bring ability users.

This situation will continue for some time.

During this period, the Ghost King and the God of the future world will not stop their plans.

People with abilities were further kidnapped and devoured...

This is a very bad situation.

Ye Zhengyi could easily say not to mind the past and just look to the future. But no matter when, it is almost impossible to let go of the past and only focus on the future.

Just like me now, I simply can't let go of what Ye Qing did.

In the past, I would have come directly to ask Ye Qing what he did to Muge. Now I wouldn't do that at all.

I can't forget Aoba's death, I feel deeply about Aoba's death. But the emotion had changed from grief to anger and disgust.

"It's really not good for you to be so emotional. If you should let it go, let it go." Ye Zhengyi advised.

I raised my head and saw Ye Zhengyi in the rearview mirror, and I could also see my own bloodshot eyes.

"You...had planned this a long time ago?" I asked through gritted teeth.