No one knows when it began—
But the world was split in two.
Those in the Upper City live in the sunlight, on vast lands, warm and free.
Those in the Lower City survive in a cram...
"You were so confident just now, I thought you knew it a long time ago!"
Wen Cai was wearing a monitor uniform, leaning back in an office chair with her beautiful legs resting on the table in front of her.
Ning Fan was cursing in his heart.
This woman must have done it on purpose.
They had already put themselves on the rack before they told themselves that the rule that spirit servants could not be used in the area, and the same restriction applied to monitors!
Su Bei is at least at the [Hundred Souls Level]. How could they possibly catch him without using spirit servants?
"Don't worry! We have other means."
Wen Cai smiled and said, "Spirit Suppression Device, a high-tech gadget, haven't you heard of it?"
Following Wen Cai's explanation, Ning Fan's eyes were broadened.
The Soul-Suppressing Device is a high-tech instrument produced by a research institute, and all of its components are basically found on the [Road of Grace].
This kind of thing is divided into four parts.
By placing the four components at a distance of no more than fifty meters and turning them on, a vacuum zone will be formed where the Spirit Servants cannot be used.
"Why didn't you use this thing before?"
Ning Fan asked doubtfully.
"It will take at least twenty minutes to activate the Soul Suppression Device."
Wen Cai said: "So this thing can only be deployed in advance, and cannot be used directly during the capture."
Ning Fan pondered for a moment.
"How many of these instruments do you have?"
"Two sets."
Wen Cai raised two fingers: "You have the final say on how to arrange it."
"OK."
Ning Fan already had a plan: "Then let's start making arrangements now!"
"So early?"
Wen Cai was surprised and said, "That guy just ran away less than two hours ago. Is it possible that he can come back so soon?"
"It's hard to say."
Ning Fan looked out the window: "He is a lunatic. You can't judge him with normal thinking."
"Then if he really comes back, does that mean you're crazy too?"
Wen Cai looked at Ning Fan jokingly: "Otherwise, how could you guess what a madman is thinking?"