Lu Ning walked in the fog for two thousand years. When he emerged, he found the world seemed to be sick.
The sun grew tentacles, the planets were covered in flesh and blood, the moon grew num...
Although everyone could hear the commotion inside the base city through the city walls, they were still somewhat incredulous when they actually saw pedestrians moving around inside through the city gates.
Deep within the mist lies a base city.
There are actually humans in the base city!
And judging by the number, it's not a small number!
Is it possible for humans to survive in the fog?
If they could really do that, then humanity wouldn't be facing a shrinking living space due to the continuous appearance of the fog.
A crazed glint flashed in An Lan's eyes as she murmured, "Can humans survive in the mist? If they really can, perhaps our future can be saved."
Even the Azure Mist Saint clenched his fists with some excitement.
Just then, Nan Yu noticed that Lu Ning was acting strangely.
He asked, somewhat puzzled, "Lu Ning, what's wrong?"
Lu Ning snapped out of her daze and turned to look at Nan Yu: "What?"
Nan Yu was even more puzzled: "I asked you what's wrong? This is the first time I've seen you have such a strong mental fluctuation."
Nan Yu's words drew the attention of the others.
Lu Ning's mind had calmed down by now.
He said, "I saw someone I knew inside."
These words startled everyone.
Saint Qinglan asked with some surprise, "Someone you know? Who is it?"
Lu Ning pointed to Wei Xuan, who was tidying up rubble on the dilapidated street while chatting and laughing with the people next to him, and said, "He is a colleague who joined the Mist Bureau with me."
Hearing this, everyone else was somewhat taken aback.
"Your colleague? But we didn't see him when we went to pick you up before?" Gina asked, somewhat confused.
Lu Ning glanced at her: "Because he died, he died a year ago."
A moment of silence fell.
Everyone felt a chill rise from the soles of their feet and rush to the top of their heads.
Even the Azure Mist Saint's pupils contracted slightly, and he silently withdrew the foot that had already stepped into the city gate.
He looked at Lu Ning and asked, "He's dead? How come he's here?"
An Lan quickly asked, "When a member of the Mist Bureau dies, the body must be cremated. Even if it's not the person in question, why does the body still exist?"
Everyone else was staring intently at Lu Ning.
Lu Ning calmly said, "His body has already been cremated. As for why it's here, I don't know."
The crowd looked at each other in bewilderment, and the air was completely silent.
In this quiet environment, Saint Qinglan silently looked at An Lan: "An Lan, shall we go in?"
An Lan's lips twitched slightly.
He truly hadn't expected this to happen.
but……
A sharp glint flashed in An Lan's eyes as she said, "Go in! It's just the dead coming back to life, what's so special about that? Perhaps we can even use Wei Xuan to figure out why these dead people can come back to life..."
At this point, An Lan seemed to have a new perspective: "If we could really resurrect the dead, we could bring back all the Awakened Ones who sacrificed themselves, especially the powerful ones. At that time, the strength of our Human Federation would be unprecedented! This way, we would have a much higher chance of winning against the Mist and against spiritual pollution! Not to mention, when facing evil gods, if we can keep resurrecting them, even if they are evil gods, we are not without the power to fight them!"
An Lan's eyes grew brighter as she spoke, her gaze fixed on Wei Xuan in the distance, who seemed oblivious to their presence.
As they listened to An Lan's words, the eyes of the Qinglan Saint and the others grew brighter and brighter.
If they could truly be resurrected after death, then what would they have to fear?
Lu Ning's expression remained calm, after all, he was capable of being resurrected.
However, he could understand An Lan and the others' thoughts.
If this can really be achieved, it would naturally be a good thing for humanity.
only……
Looking at An Lan's eyes, Lu Ning felt that she wasn't very friendly towards Wei Xuan.
Saint Qinglan took a deep breath and said, "Let's go! Let's go inside!"
He immediately stepped forward and was the first to enter the city gate.
The others followed closely behind.
As Lu Ning walked through the city gate, he felt as if he were passing through some kind of thin membrane, a sensation he couldn't quite describe.
He glanced around.
He seemed to vaguely see a giant hand covering the entire base city in the white mist.
The white mist surged, and the illusory hand disappeared.
Lu Ning didn't see it clearly either.
Just then, Lu Ning suddenly saw a white figure on the city wall.
The white figure, with disheveled hair, was silently watching them.
It was the white figure that Lu Ning had seen outside the base city earlier.
He hadn't seen the white figure since their last meeting, but he never expected to see it again here.
This time, Lu Ning noticed that the white figure seemed to be staring straight at him.
Lu Ning was a little confused. Why was he looking at him?
Just then, amidst the churning white mist, the white figure vanished.
Lu Ning silently withdrew his gaze.
Perhaps because they had passed through the city gate, the people inside the city who hadn't paid any attention to them before suddenly noticed Lu Ning and his group's arrival and looked up.
Wei Xuan, who was holding several huge rocks in his hands, also raised his head.
Upon seeing Lu Ning, Wei Xuan was first taken aback, then his eyes widened in astonishment.
He dropped the boulder he was holding and ran quickly toward Lu Ning.
Wei Xuan's actions made Qinglan Saint and the others tense up, as if they were about to attack at any moment.
Just then, Lu Ning stepped forward, blocking everyone's way, and walked towards Wei Xuan.
Wei Xuan approached Lu Ning and nervously looked him up and down, his eyes seemingly filled with disbelief.
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