Upon hearing Wang Zheng mention the statue, the rat's expression immediately changed. Its mouth trembled slightly, and finally, under Wang Zheng's coercion, it forced a bitter smile and spoke.

"Young Master Wang, since you already know, why are you still asking me?"

"I'm just a nobody, an ordinary person. My brother's life is still hanging in the balance. Why are you dragging me into this mess?"

Seeing that the rat indeed knew the inside story, Wang Zheng realized he was getting closer to the truth behind the mutant incident, and his heart pounded with anxiety.

He was genuinely afraid of coming into contact with a force he couldn't resist, so he was quite concerned about the so-called idol that the special police team had interrogated him about.

Seeing that Zhou Hao was still making excuses, Wang Zheng's tone became increasingly irritable.

"It's not that I want to drag you into this, it's that you're already involved."

You can choose not to tell, but you need to think it through. If I can save you, I can also send you away.

Although it's not appropriate to say this here, I believe that if I decided to break your arms and legs and throw you back into that dark alley, no one here could stop me. You're welcome to try if you don't believe me.

Seeing Wang Zheng's fierce expression, Zhou Hao realized that the young man in front of him was no good either.

This was the guy who wrecked the bar back then, and Tiger had to apologize to him himself. Even Tiger didn't dare to mess with him.

I've truly escaped one danger only to fall into another.

Realizing he had no chance against the young man, and that no one had come to check on him for so long, he finally sighed and told the truth:

"There is indeed such a statue, but it is not a real object. Instead, it is a mountain of flesh made up of various pieces of meat in blood."

The blood and gore formed a headless, monstrous statue in the blood, resembling a god or demon. Its appearance was extremely ferocious and terrifying. On the chest of this mountain of flesh, a pair of blood-red eyes seemed to be staring intently at us.

In that instant, I felt as if my heart had stopped beating, so I could only lower my head and try not to look at or think about anything.

Upon entering, we, led by Brother Tiger, immediately bowed to the statue.

When I raised my head again, the statue made of countless pieces of flesh and blood dispersed on its own, and Xiao Liu and Xiao Jiu beside me seemed to have been directly bewitched, and couldn't wait to finish eating the flesh and blood in their hands.

Young Master Wang, although I, Rat, haven't awakened, I'm not stupid.

This was clearly not an ordinary awakened event. Even now, when I recall that bizarre scene, I can't help but feel a chill run down my spine.

I really don't know why I was able to retain my senses at that time. Perhaps it was because I was already skeptical of this good thing that could awaken me, or perhaps it was because I deliberately avoided eye contact when the statue was staring at me.

But I really have told you everything I know.

I only hope that Young Master Wang will be merciful and let me go…

At this moment, Wang Zheng was still thinking about the flesh and blood statue. He didn't completely believe what Zhou Hao said and wanted to question him more carefully.

But before he could speak, there was a knocking sound at the door of the ward.

Then Lieutenant Li Li pushed open the door and whispered in Wang Zheng's ear:

"Lieutenant Wang, the Party has a new lead and asked me to call you out. I will continue to follow up on the leads regarding Zhou Hao."

Wang Zheng nodded, ignored Zhou Hao who was lying on the hospital bed pretending to be dead, and walked straight out.

He had just stepped out when Dang Liantao, who had been waiting for him, grabbed him and led him toward the laboratory, explaining things to him as they went.

"Through testing, the laboratory discovered that the flesh and blood brought back contained a special kind of residual energy."

This energy looks very similar to the black mist aura of the Heavenly Demon, but its quality level is far superior.

So the lab wants you to go over and cast a few holy light spells to see if you can evolve away the remaining energy.

Based on the data from the mutants treated at the SWAT team, we initially suspect that these new, high-level energies are the culprit behind this mutation!

Although Wang Zheng had followed along, he was still somewhat uneasy, so he whispered to Dang Liantao:

"Brother Dang, as you can see, although my Holy Light spell can purify the black mist, even after I've refined my Holy Light, it still takes more than a dozen spells to purify even a tiny bit of black mist."

Have you ever wondered where these advanced energies come from?

We also know that the Heavenly Demons each have their own factions, and since they have factions, they must also have different levels of strength...

"What if a high-level demon that we have no way of dealing with really comes? What should we do?"

Hearing Wang Zheng's concerns, Dang Liantao smiled freely, then said seriously without hesitation:

"Then of course we have to stop him. Is there any other choice?"