"It's raining..."
Bai Ye reached out and caught a falling raindrop, the purest water in the world.
Pitter-patter.
Drop by drop, the little raindrops landed in his palm.
He couldn't help but look up at the hazy sky.
Although the fog hadn't dispersed, it had become much cleaner and purer, like the outside world, not a polluted, bizarre world.
"Is it over?"
Still a bit dazed, he looked down at Duan Chen, who stood in the center, and couldn't help but feel a little worried.
Could Duan Chen be in danger by destroying the formation here with his own strength?
As if sensing his concern, Duan Chen covered his wounds with ice.
All the large and small wounds on his body were coated with ice.
Under the freezing cold, his bleeding stopped.
He walked over to Bai Ye and the other person.
Bai Ye couldn't help but ask, "Are you really going to be okay like this? Let's go back quickly."
Duan Chen nodded.
Although he would be fine as he was, he indeed needed to return quickly for treatment, otherwise, his wounds would worsen.
He didn't want to be bedridden at such a young age, undergoing precise medical treatment in a hospital; it would be too painful.
For spirit energy users, there was probably no one who would willingly go to Shengxin Hospital.
While Shengxin Hospital also served ordinary people, it primarily catered to spirit energy users. And to achieve fast and efficient treatment, some of Shengxin Hospital's methods instilled fear in these spirit energy users.
Duan Chen shook his head, forcing himself to stop thinking.
In any case, he didn't want to eat those soft, gooey, mushy liquid foods.
They were said to be nutrient paste.
But to him, he wasn't ancient and toothless yet; he didn't want to eat such sticky things.
Wang Zihao spoke, "Instructor, if the formation is blocked, then the strange creatures that have already been generated here..."
Duan Chen couldn't help but chuckle.
"Do you think it's that easy?"
He knew what Wang Zihao wanted to ask, why.
Precisely because he knew, he felt a bit helpless and amused.
Duan Chen teased, "Do you really think all strange creatures in the world are tied to formations?"
"Strange creatures are strange creatures, and formations are formations. Since they have already been generated, there's no other way. Either seal them or clean them up."
"It's impossible for the generated strange creatures to break just because the formation they rely on is broken."
As he said this, Duan Chen had already gotten into the car and fastened his seatbelt.
Since he was injured, Bai Ye was still the one driving.
Bai Ye: ...
He had a sentence he wanted to say, but wasn't sure if he should.
Duan Chen reached out and pulled Bai Ye's cap down over his face.
Of course, he shouldn't say it.
"Drive well, don't overthink things."
Bai Ye, feeling a little stifled, straightened his cap, started the engine, stepped on the accelerator, and with a drift, he left the village.
Faintly, he could see mist regenerating within the village.
One by one, what seemed like wailing puppets gathered at the village entrance.
Wang Zihao sat in the back seat, patting his chest with lingering fear.
"Don't we need to deal with this place anymore? Won't the strange creatures here cause any danger?"
"Don't worry," Duan Chen loosened his seatbelt. "Someone will come to clear them up later."
"The crisis here has essentially been reduced to B-class. We don't need to stay here any longer."
Two high-level agents staying here would be a waste of resources.
This place was now suitable for newly recruited agents to practice.
Of course, Duan Chen was referring to low-level agents, not little fellows like Wang Zihao who didn't even have an agent ID.
Wang Zihao nodded, still somewhat bewildered.
Bai Ye opened his mouth, about to say something, when his gaze suddenly turned cold.
He abruptly swerved the steering wheel. The speeding car almost hit a large tree by the roadside with a bang, but even though it didn't hit it, it still veered off course.
"What's going on?"
Wang Zihao awkwardly grabbed the handle on the car roof, his eyes wide and unfocused.
Duan Chen understood more clearly.
He leaped up, grabbed Qian Huan Pandora, and jumped out without even opening the window.
Duan Chen, who leaped out of the car window, stood in the middle of the road.
On their return path.
Several cars were speeding towards them.
Upon seeing Duan Chen standing in the middle of the road, they slammed on the brakes.
People got out, some Duan Chen was familiar with, and some he wasn't.
The people he was most familiar with were Ming Yan and Xiao Li.
Ming Yan's face showed clear worry and a defensive expression.
She held a Linglong Gun in her hand, her gun that required spirit energy input to operate.
The muzzle of the Linglong Gun was pointed at Duan Chen.
Her voice carried a threat and coldness, "Duan Chen?"
Duan Chen nodded, "It's me."
Ming Yan let out a soft breath, "Proof."
"Sister Ming Yan, what color underwear are you wearing today? Hmm... pink lace... I didn't expect Sister Ming Yan to have such a hobby? Oh, pink lace bra?"
Duan Chen's face gradually showed a strange expression. He opened his mouth, "I didn't expect..."
Bang!
A bullet fired from the Linglong Gun hit Duan Chen's chest.
He grimaced, touching his chest, and shouted, "Didn't you ask me for proof? Why did you hit me so hard!"
A faint, almost imperceptible pink blush appeared on Ming Yan's face.
She snorted and retracted the Linglong Gun. "Just to make you remember. Some things can be said, and some things cannot. You'd better be chaste for three months."
Her Linglong Gun could fire bullets that transformed according to her will.
Some had positive effects, and some had negative effects.
Some could be used against teammates, and some against enemies.
It was clear that the bullet fired at Duan Chen earlier was likely of the type that promoted chastity and tranquility.
Duan Chen only didn't dodge because he could see that it was the real Ming Yan and trusted that she wouldn't attack him.
He rubbed his chest. It didn't actually hurt; it was just a joke.
Then, Duan Chen showed a somewhat confused expression.
"Why are you here, Sister Ming Yan? Why have you all come with such a large escort?"
Upon confirming Duan Chen was the real Duan Chen, Xiao Li's face showed relief.
She eagerly stepped forward and said anxiously, "Of course, it's because the mission has changed! The mission you are currently on is now an S-class! And the minimum rating is 2S!"
2S?
Duan Chen was momentarily shocked.
"What exactly is going on?"