Standing by the window, the prophet silently glanced at the sky in the distance.

Just a few hours ago, Xinhai City was still blue sky and white clouds, with no haze in the sky.

However, after only a short while, dark clouds appeared out of nowhere and covered the entire sky, hiding the originally shining sun under the thick clouds, so tightly that not a single light leaked out.

If there were still people in Xinhai City, they would probably be surprised at the sudden change in the celestial phenomena.

But the prophet understood that this was just the beginning.

If the changes in the celestial phenomena mean that the monsters hidden in the dark have begun to take action, then within these few hours, these monsters will probably emerge like springs in different places, reveling wantonly in this almost deserted city.

They will demolish most of the buildings, destroy countless houses, and spread pollution to every corner of the city, eventually turning the entire Xinhai into a dead city that mortals are forbidden to enter. And using Xinhai as a bridgehead, they will gradually encroach on the surrounding areas.

If nothing is done, they will be able to gain a foothold in this place and eye the deeper lands.

According to the original timeline, many people should have died in Xinhai City. However, because the Countermeasures Bureau evacuated the crowd in advance, the landing of the alien species did not cause many casualties.

However, even with such a high-profile evacuation of the citizens of Xinhai City, these guys are still eager to come over and invade. It seems that this time is of great significance to them.

Perhaps the Pale Lady wanted to use this invasion of Xinhai City as a springboard for her own advancement to "Origin"?

Thinking of this, the prophet's fingers gently pressed on the notebook: "Her current condition is incomplete. If she wants to be promoted to Origin, her current state will definitely not work. So, she is in such a hurry, perhaps because she is absolutely short of time."

However, it was somewhat unexpected that the "hundreds of ghosts" from the island country would follow her and invade.

The prophet remembered that Kaguya had said before that the island country's organization "Hundred Demons" would invade right under the nose of the Countermeasures Bureau, and he also guessed that the power of the Pale Lady would be able to bring the "Hundred Demons" in without anyone noticing.

But why would those guys listen to the Pale Lady?

According to the prophet's understanding, the "hundred ghosts" are a group of monsters who believe in "the lower class rebelling against the upper class" and it is unlikely that they will keep quiet just because of the absolute difference in strength. There must be some deeper reason that tempts them to take risks...

Thinking of this, the prophet raised his eyes and looked outside the door.

Although his eyes were looking at the door, they were not focused. Instead, it was as if he was seeing something else through the "door".

After hesitating for a moment, he stood up from the chair and opened the door.

After doing all this, he returned to his chair and started a new round of thinking.

It took a long time to think, probably about twenty minutes.

Twenty minutes later, the prophet heard the wild engine sound of the jeep.

Several jeeps were parked in the parking lot, and then there were sparse footsteps. After getting out of the cars, they walked towards this side heavily and staggeringly.

It was obvious that these people were very tired. Many of them collapsed to the ground, gasping for breath, before they could even reach the resting area.

The blood on their bodies showed what they had experienced not long ago.

However, what made this point more evident were the two people who rushed into the operations meeting room with dark faces.

An Jianxiu walked straight towards the prophet without hesitation for a moment.

He stretched out his hand and was about to grab the prophet's collar, but was easily dodged.

The prophet looked up at him and said nothing.

Such a look made An Jianxiu extremely angry.

He said angrily: "Do you know what you have done?"

"There are at least five 'dangerous' areas we are going to!" An Jianxiu's voice gradually became louder. "I don't know how you organize your strategy, but there is no way you can let three 'dangerous' alien species besiege us!"

"It was not bad at the beginning, with only two 'dangerous' levels, but then more and more kept appearing... They emerged from all directions like insects, completely surrounding us, leaving us no room for maneuver!"

"Tell me, how could you make such an arrangement?!"

An Jianxiu leaned forward and said, "As a prophet, you should know what kind of monsters will appear in which places, and you should also know how to make the most reasonable plan, right?! In that case, you let a group of people with insufficient strength rashly break into an area they can't handle. Do you want them to die and be torn apart by those monsters?!"

He looked directly at the prophet and roared loudly: "Because of you! Because of you, my four 'products' are now all dead! They were torn to pieces by those crazy monsters before they could appear on TV or even create value!!"

An Jianxiu is very heartbroken now.

Although it is easy to find idols, it still requires financial investment.

In any case, as the first batch of experimental subjects, An Jianxiu had invested a lot of energy and time in those four people. Even if they were the products of failure, they had to provide An Jianxiu with some experience of failure.

Instead of being buried in vain on the battlefield because of the prophet's "mistake" in command! Although his own strength is not weak, it does not mean that he can protect everyone under the siege of five "dangerous" levels.

So he slammed the table and said, "Tell me, what are you planning? Did you reach an agreement with Ying just to replace me and make Ying another me? And your first step is to ruin my reputation and make me fall into ruin?!"

"I was willing to believe you because I think we have the same interests! Even if our most basic goals are different, at least our early strategies and goals are similar! No matter what, we don't want monsters to occupy our hometown. But now, do you want to replace my identity with an alien species that you can control more easily, just because this will make it easier to achieve your goals?!"

It is obvious that An Jianxiu is a little out of control now.

He has been worried for a long time because of the shadow issue.

An Jianxiu hadn't had a good rest since Ying's problem. He pondered for a long time and felt that Ying must have suddenly changed at Yanxia Mountain.

I was in a coma during that time and had no idea what Ying said to the Prophet.

He was very skeptical whether the Prophet had made a promise to Ying, allowing it to completely replace itself and become the new "An Jianxiu".

It’s no wonder he thinks so.

Ever since he came here, the prophet's behavior has been too indifferent, which even made An Jianxiu feel that everything before was a disguise, and that he now looked his truest self.

Because of this abnormal change, An Jianxiu couldn't help but become alert.

It is precisely because of this vigilance that he subconsciously puts the blame on the prophet after an accident occurs.

Faced with An Jianxiu, whose emotions were somewhat out of control, the prophet still said nothing.

At this time, Xun Mo next to him stopped An Jianxiu.

He stepped forward and looked at the prophet: "We suffered heavy losses this time."

Xun Mo, who had been a bit lazy, changed his previous decadence. His expression was tense, and it was hard to tell what he was thinking. "The monster we encountered was not consistent with your description. The intelligence was wrong. At least, in the area I was responsible for, I saw a 'disaster'."

He said casually, "I won't say anything to you. After all, you are someone hired by Director Wang. But I only want to ask one thing - are you really pursuing victory in everything you do now?"

As he spoke, Xun Mo looked at the prophet with burning eyes.

Although he looks a bit lazy, he is actually quite smart, which is also certified by Qi Guang.

It was just that due to his own character flaws, he could only become the Minister. Otherwise, he should have been the Director of the Countermeasures Bureau after Wang Weizheng's death.

This is a person who seems a little unreliable on weekdays, but is quite reliable at critical moments.

Being stared at by Xun Mo, the prophet was silent for a moment, and finally asked: "Where is the camera?"

Xun Mo took out a few memory cards from his pocket and threw them to the prophet: "These are the images that you asked your men to risk their lives to obtain."

"I don't know if this is the future you see. I don't even know if I am a part of your future now, but at least I am willing to believe in you now."

荀墨一只手按在桌子上，斩钉截铁地说道：“既然王局让你来做这件事，那么我就会无条件地听从你的安排。可是相对的，你也必须向我保证你能够获得最后的胜利！哪怕这份胜利是需要用我们的生命换取来的，只要可以保证更多人的安全，那么我这条命你随便拿走都无所谓！”

“可是如果做出了牺牲却徒劳无功，那么哪怕你是王局的朋友，我也会毫不犹豫地一枪爆掉你的脑袋。”

说到最后，荀墨的语气带上了些许狰狞的意味：“我们不害怕死亡，既然加入了对策局就没人会想着逃跑。可是至少，你得确保我们的牺牲是有价值的！”

“如果现在的我们真是你所看到的未来的一部分，那么你就放手大胆地去做！我会支持你，如果有人质疑你，我也会第一个崩了他！所以，你必须要给我一个保证，一个足够确凿、足够真切的保证！”

他重重地按着桌子：“哪怕这个保证只是一个借口，哪怕对你们来说随便一句话就能够敷衍过去，但是至少、我需要听到足够明确的希望！”

先知看着他，沉默了片刻。

好半天之后，他才说道：“我向你保证，这次一个人都不会死。”

话音落下。

旁边的安见修愤怒了：“一个人都不会死？！我[哔]捏吗！老子已经死了十几个人了！你告诉我一个人都不会死？！”

他激动得脑子都转不过弯来了。

而荀墨则是沉思了一会儿之后，苦笑了一声：“哈，果然是这样。”

“我知道了，”他对着先知说道，重新恢复了之前懒散的模样，“有的时候，玩游戏多了也是好事，至少在理解某些东西上还挺简单的。王局自己不怎么玩rpg，所以恐怕一辈子也理解不了吧。”

“所以，你现在要我去做什么？”

从背上拉下自己的狙击枪，荀墨淡淡地说道：“既然打算SL，那就总得试错吧。”

SL，Save Load，保存和加载。

迎着荀墨的眼神，先知指了指旁边的房间：“那里是苍白女士所在地最薄弱的节点。”

“在里面待着，我想要知道、你们在其中又能够看到什么东西。如果可以的话，最好跟那个女人打一架，近距离的战斗数据非常有价值。现在的她估计很虚弱，如果不出意外、你们或许能够带来有意思的变化。”

先知说道，伸出手：“放开你们的精神，你的意识强度太高、我的入侵可能起不到什么效果。”

啧。

看着先知伸过来的手，荀墨咂了咂嘴：“我开始有些后悔了。先跟你说好，你别乱翻我的记忆。要知道里面可是有很多不能被外人知道的性癖……”

还没等他说完，先知的手就直接按在他的脑袋上。

下一秒钟，白光就这么刺入他的脑海里。

仅仅只是片刻之后，荀墨的眼神就变得疏离而茫然，仿佛大脑彻底被清空了一样、整个人都晕晕乎乎的。

这个过程大概持续了十秒钟。

很快，先知收回了手。

“进去吧，”他说道，“见证它、目睹它，有必要的话，拔剑面对它。”

话音落下。

荀墨愣愣地说道：“是。”

回应完之后。

他猛地回过神来，敲了敲自己的脑壳：“原来意识被入侵是这样的感觉。”

揉了揉自己的手腕，荀墨耷拉着一张脸，叹了一口气：“好了，那我要进去了。先跟你说好，我可没打算就这么送掉自己的命。跟祁光那个自毁的家伙不一样，哪怕有一线生机、我都会搏出来。”

“不就是一命通关吗，儿科医生都能做到的事情，没道理我做不到！”

一边发着狠，荀墨一边朝着先知指的方向而去。

看着他离开的背影，先知扭头看了一眼安见修。

安见修被他的眼神盯得有些头皮发麻：“你想干嘛？”

先知淡淡地说道：“是你自己主动过来，还是我把你拉过来。”

“什么主动被动……等等，你干啥？！别拽，我屮捏吗，别拽！” —— 三个小时以后。

先知站在龙哥的床边，旁边是已经看过了无数遍的影像资料。

他静静地看着床上的两个人，看着他们的身体发生了各种各样奇妙的变化。

有的时候，荀墨身上会时不时地涌出鲜血、然后又迅速回流。而有的时候，安见修则会变成一个五大三粗的壮汉，不久以后又重新变回先前的模样。

等到一分钟以后。

这两个人终于没了变化。

荀墨浑身上下被鲜血淹没，整个人已经没了声息。而安见修则是重新变回了先前那般精致少女的模样，然而身上的肌肉却彻底空缺。

“看起来结果分出来了。”

先知轻声说道。

下一秒钟，一双苍白的手从虚空里猛然伸出！ 很快，薄纱一般的人影一步横跨出精神和物质的中间界，抵达了先知所在的房间。

苍白女士，终于第一次出现在先知的现实之中。

很明显可以看出来，她现在的状况并不算特别好。

她身上可以看见几个黑洞洞的弹孔，这大概是荀墨在她身上留下的痕迹；而她的袖口处则有相当的撕裂痕迹，脸上也多了几道伤痕，大概是安见修的手笔。

这两个人组合起来的实力或许让苍白女士都有些忌惮。

看着先知的脸，苍白女士很明显愣了一秒钟：“原来是你。”

“明昼的先知，”她说道，“我知道你，那个掀开‘人类守望’灭亡结局的人。”

面对苍白女士的话语，先知淡淡地说道：“我很荣幸。”

打量着自己面前的先知，苍白女士有些忌惮地说道：“我想你大概会和诺查丹玛斯那个家伙很有话题，都是自称先知、而且神神秘秘的。只不过唯一不同的地方在于——我从你身上感觉到了奇怪的威胁。”

“你，似乎并不像是诺查丹玛斯说的一样普通。”

这就是为什么先知不愿意这个时候出现的原因。

现在他的名头已经不小了，连苍白女士都知道了他。如果现在的他贸然出现，那么苍白女士可能会藏得比自己想象得更深。

这并不是开玩笑。

“第一次”的时候就是如此。

和“第二次”相比，“第一次”要顺利得多。没有多少人死，也没有多少人出现问题。

然而事实上苍白女士只是在等待着机会。

在漫长的数天之后，尽管“百鬼”已经清剿得差不多了，但是苍白女士却在最后的关头全灭了所有人。

这甚至在先知的预言之外。

或者说得更准确一点，他看到了对应的结局、但是却无能为力。

因为那实在是太快了，快到即便是他看到了二十分钟之后的未来，在二十分钟之内也无法拯救所有人。

最后的结果就是，哪怕他救下了一部分人、大部分的人还是葬身在黄沙之中。

然后，苍白女士出现。

她以一个轻松写意的姿态，将先知以及剩下的人都收走了性命。

这就是“第一次”。

他们解除了“百鬼”的危机，然而却让苍白女士找到了机会，被那个女人一锅端了。

而且最关键的地方在于，先知并没有能够从“第一次”里获取关于苍白女士的任何信息。

她藏得太深了，因为她知道队伍里有先知的存在，所以一直隐忍不发、转而利用其他的手段一直在骚扰着整个团队。

而到了后面，她也是能不出手就不出手，让对策局和明昼的人毫无办法。

对此先知也没有什么解决办法。

哪怕他能够看到未来，苍白女士的谨慎程度也超越了他的想象。很难在不引起她注意力的情况下，出现在她的面前，获取关于她的信息。

所以这一次，先知做好了决定。

尽可能地不出去，并且利用其他的手段从各地搜集情报，最后汇总到自己这里。

虽然麻烦了一点，但是这样的行为至少让苍白女士并没有察觉到先知的存在，也让她泄露了自己的大部分信息。

只有让那些普通人、让那些弱小的人去找苍白女士，才不会让她产生警惕的心理。也只有这样，才能够从疑云之后窥探出她的部分线索。

不得不说，这些异种真是一个比一个小心。魔女是如此，红蜘蛛是如此，苍白女士也是如此。

想到这里，先知不由得叹了一口气。

“不过还好，”他说道，“虽然有些麻烦，但是我总归还是获取了不少关于你的消息。”

嗯？ 苍白女士看着先知，面纱之下、扭曲的眉毛微蹙。

她隐约感觉到了有什么地方不太对劲。

Meanwhile, the prophet was still muttering to himself, "To be honest, it's really troublesome. I can't expose myself and I have to trust in the power of others. Sometimes I wonder if it would be easier to just go for it directly."

"But I'm glad you didn't expect this. Perhaps it's because you don't know enough about my abilities to guess that this would happen?"

The prophet said calmly, "It seems that Nostradamus, who claims to be a so-called 'prophet' like me, is just like that."

This sentence is said in a declarative sentence.

It was as if he really believed that the prophet hiding behind the Lionheart King was completely unworthy of his title.

The Pale Lady narrowed her eyes as she listened to the prophet's words.

Without a moment's hesitation, she took a step forward and struck out like lightning, piercing the prophet's chest! This strike was so fast and fierce that even Qi Guanglai, who was known for his speed, might not be able to catch it completely, let alone the prophet! Feeling the reality of grasping her heart, the pale lady's face suddenly changed color!

Opposite her, the prophet's voice remained unchanged: "No matter what the situation is, your sneak attack methods are still so monotonous. But monotony is not necessarily a bad thing. Sometimes a simple enough plan can be successful."

Looking at the pale lady opposite him, the prophet grabbed her hand and pulled it away from his chest little by little.

"That's enough for the second time," he said. "This time it was good. I collected a lot of useful information."

"Then the third time," the prophet said, shaking his head, "of course, you probably won't remember it."

After saying this.

He staggered and fell to the ground.

However, it was not the cold, solid ground that greeted his body.

It is a vast, broad ocean.

The prophet opened his eyes and looked at the foaming waves in front of him. Without any hesitation, he grabbed Zou Ye, who looked like an idiot, from the side and put him on the foam chain.

Then he stepped down.

Zou Ye, who was stepped on, went straight to the bottom of the sea at the speed of a rocket.

Glancing at Zou Ye's soul that was about to break apart, the prophet said to himself expressionlessly, "It looks like this will soon be unusable."

"It's time to harvest new Zouye," he said, "otherwise, I'm afraid that the superimposed foresight can only be used once before it runs out of fuel."

That won't work.

The next time a situation like this occurs, it will be a real disadvantage if I cannot use the superimposed foresight.

Not to mention those possible "origins"...

With this thought in mind.

The prophet shook his head and looked at the gray sky again.

After hesitating for a few seconds, his consciousness dived again.

Into the vast ocean... —— "Haha!"

Bai Ling suddenly opened his eyes.

The next moment, he almost jumped to the ceiling: "Shit!"

Rubbing his head, Bai Ling patted his cheeks. His already pale face did not change at all: "Really, I was scared to death."

Looking up and taking a look around, he couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief: "Finally... I'm back."

This time he almost lost half his life.

Glancing at the phone next to him, Bai Ling asked aloud, "Web Weaver, what time is it now?"

Soon, the Web Weaver's voice came from the phone: "It is 8:47 in the morning of April 27, Prophet."

April 27th...

There are still nineteen days until the crisis in Xinhai City.

Rubbing his head, Bai Ling sighed: "I always said that I was insensitive to time before, but this time I am really a little slow..."

That’s true. After all, I have been going back and forth several times for twenty days.

Superimposed precognition is a really scary thing.

Everything that happened in Xinhai City happened within the scope of prediction.

The prophet during that period was just like Bering after taking a sedative. There was not much difference between him and the prophet. The only difference might be that due to his special body, he was somewhat... rigid.

Thinking of this, Bai Ling couldn't help but touch his chest with lingering fear: "And I didn't expect that after taking the sedative, I would be like this, like a robot..."

So scary.

He feels even less human than Wang Weizheng.

Thinking of this, Bai Ling felt that although he was a little annoying now, he was still considered a human being.

Shaking his head, he looked at his phone and said, "By the way, are Wang Guangyao and... Han Qianqiu here?"

The Webspinner responded quickly: "They arrived yesterday."

Well, has a day passed? The prophet nodded slightly: "Call them both to my room."

"I have something to tell them."

As he said this, Bai Ling's eyes flickered.

Even though the Pale Lady is troublesome, that doesn't mean she is invincible.