The next morning, Saint Qinglan left with everyone, including Anlan and Jerry. Lu Ning saw them off and then returned to his daily life.
After several days of observation, the fog around number 233 has not continued to expand.
Clearly, the reason for the previous expansion was the Hand of the Underworld and that golden halo.
Although the fog at Mist 233 did not continue to expand, the mental pollution at Base City 116 increased somewhat.
This has led to more anomalies in the base city than before, with several unusual events occurring almost every week.
This has made the members of the Mist Bureau increasingly busy.
However, there was some good news as well.
That is, after the increase in spiritual pollution, the number of awakened individuals also increased.
Just over a month later, their seventh division gained three more newly awakened members.
Unfortunately, the three newcomers need Qin Feng's guidance and cannot be of much help at the moment.
Fortunately, after a period of time, Shi Shan and the others have become capable of handling things on their own, which has relieved the four elders, Lu Ning, Colin, Ke Qing, and Li Mu, from excessive pressure.
A little over a month later, Lu Ning arrived at the branch and saw Qinglan Saint already waiting in the activity room.
Saint Qinglan sat on the sofa, while Dmitri, Li Mu, and Colin beside him were somewhat uneasy.
This is a saint!
They're not even in the same league as those low- or mid-level Awakeners!
If the two parties are quite familiar with each other and have a good relationship, then it's not so bad.
But the problem is they're not familiar with each other!
That's really awkward.
When Lu Ning entered, everyone's eyes lit up.
Colin adjusted his glasses, stood up, and said, "Lu Ning, Lady Qinglan has been waiting for you for a long time. Why are you only arriving now?"
Lu Ning glanced at the clock on the wall, somewhat puzzled: "Captain, it's not nine o'clock yet."
Colin's lips twitched, and he gritted his teeth and said, "...You should go over there now."
Lu Ning walked up to Saint Qinglan and asked, "Lord Qinglan, how are they?"
Saint Qinglan naturally understood who Lu Ning was referring to as 'them'. His expression turned solemn as he said, "Everyone else has recovered, and An Lan has almost fully recovered as well, except for Jerry..."
Lu Ning frowned: "He's still not awake?"
Saint Qinglan nodded and said, "Hmm, he hasn't woken up yet after so long. Moreover, the amount of that flocculent substance he secretes is increasing... a week ago, silver crystals even appeared."
Lu Ning paused for a moment, then asked, "Is there no way? What is that flocculent substance? Have you figured it out?"
Lu Ning also remembered that the Central Hospital of Base City No. 116 had previously taken some flocculent material for research.
So far, there seems to be no news.
The Sage Qinglan slowly said, "According to the current information, they have discovered that this seems to be a product of some kind of spiritual manifestation, somewhat similar to the crystallization of human brainwaves."
Lu Ning was somewhat confused: "...Human brainwave crystallization? What is that? I'm not a researcher."
Saint Qinglan laughed and said, "Neither do I, but what I can confirm is that this crystallization involves spiritual pollution, and the degree of involvement is quite deep, involving mental power."
Upon hearing about mental power, Lu Ning pondered, "Jerry's power is a mental ability, right?"
Lu Ning remembered that Jerry's ability was mental enhancement, which was similar to Yun Rou's psychological suggestion ability.
Saint Qinglan nodded slightly, then his expression turned serious as he said, "Based on our previous research on awakening abilities, we concluded that human awakening abilities originate from mental pollution and from the mist. And within the mist are evil gods, who should also possess similar abilities. However, these evil gods are far more powerful than us humans, and their power may be of a superior or inferior relationship to our awakening abilities."
Lu Ning frowned, looked at the solemn-looking Saint Qinglan, and asked, "Lord Qinglan, do you mean that Jerry's awakened power was influenced by the evil god?"
Saint Qinglan smiled wryly, "It's not that I think so, it's that Anlan and the other scientists think so. Jerry's situation has never occurred before, and all we can do is speculate. Normally, we wouldn't even think of this possibility. But unfortunately, there is a cult that possesses mental powers."
Lu Ning was taken aback: "A cult involving psychic powers?"
"Yes, the Mind Cult. The evil god they worship is called the Dream Lord. He is an... extremely powerful and terrifying evil god."
When the Dream Ruler was mentioned, a hint of fear flashed in the eyes of the Azure Mist Saint. He even looked around at the surrounding space, as if the Dream Ruler was watching him.
Seeing that even a saint like Qinglan was so terrified, Lu Ning asked, "Why is this evil god so terrifying?"
Saint Qinglan slowly said, "Since the Age of Mist, the number of demigods who have died can be counted on one hand. One of them died at the hands of this evil god."
Li Mu and the others, who had been pretending not to care but were actually listening intently, all widened their eyes.
Aiha exclaimed in shock, "A demigod died at the hands of the Dream Ruler?!"
Zhong Caixuan asked in disbelief, "But...but hasn't the evil god never descended before? How could he kill a demigod?"
The others also looked at Saint Qinglan in disbelief.
They weren't unaware that demigods could die, but the reports never mentioned the cause of their deaths.
Most people speculate that the demigod sacrificed himself while exploring the depths of the mist or fighting a powerful demigod from some cult.
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