"...What a joke!? How could the Disaster Beasts and the Infected possibly enter the base city??" A sixth-tier Awakened from the Mist Bureau roared.

Wei Xiu smiled wryly, "Didn't you notice? It's not that the calamity beasts and the mutated ones have entered the base city, but rather that we seem to have been swallowed by the mist..."

Wei Xiu looked up at the sky.

The sky was overcast, and the sun was no longer visible.

Taking in the ever-emerging fog around him, Wei Xiu immediately realized this terrifying truth.

Rory had the same guess, and it was this guess that made him even more confused and desperate.

"How is this possible?! There should be signs before the fog descends, why didn't we have any?" Some of the awakened ones said in disbelief.

But everything before my eyes felt so real.

Just then, one of the awakened ones widened his eyes and pointed in a direction of the distorted space.

"Look over there! That's... the bureau chief?! And Old Wei?!"

Everyone stared wide-eyed at the sight.

This also applies to Wesley and Rory.

Then they saw Rory and Wei Xiu fighting against several high-level calamity beasts amidst a burning ruin.

Rory and Wesley looked numb.

"Another me...? Or is that the real me? Then who am I?"

Corpses littered the area around Rory and Wessou, including those of calamity beasts, the afflicted, and awakened members of the Mist Bureau.

Previously, another awakened individual, Rory and Wessou, discovered a corpse lying on the ground.

The corpse resembled him, its chest shattered, eyes wide open, dying with unseeing displeasure.

This made the awakened one's eyes widen.

A look of confusion appeared in his eyes: "Huh? I'm dead?"