Chapter Index

    After a friendly exchange, Bai Chendeng thoroughly squeezed the Administration for resources and then left the sub-bureau in a dedicated vehicle.

    Due to the influence of the Eye Worms, Qu Ying temporarily suspended large-scale recruitment of outside tourists. However, the official statement claimed that a highly contagious new type of bacteria had appeared in the area, causing infected individuals to experience limb weakness, dizziness, and itchy eyes, advising people to work from home and avoid going out.

    Yet, the city has a large population, and most people did not take this seemingly mild contagious disease seriously. Furthermore, the Administration had failed to capture the Eye Worm entity, causing the infection to gradually spread outward, making it difficult to contain.

    Unlike a true contagious disease, the Eye Worm’s hosts can think, and their appearance is indistinguishable from ordinary humans. The enemy is hidden while we are exposed, making interception impossible.

    Qu Ying Plaza—a must-visit spot for tourists.

    Pink cherry blossom petals drifted down like rain, the fragrance rich and the scenery breathtakingly beautiful.

    Amidst this romantic setting, love, kinship, and friendship fermented. The beautiful scenery inspired emotional outbursts, and the myriad aspects of human life played out and concluded.

    Apart from the emotionally fervent travelers, some locals preferred to wander through the bustling streetscape, sharing in the joy of others, as if they too had become younger and experienced it all over again.

    An old man wearing sunglasses and leaning on a cane sat by the fountain.

    The mist brought a chill, and people often sat here to enjoy the rare coolness.

    Before long, a young man in a white coat approached. He was tall and slender, with long, straight, and graceful legs.

    He sat down beside the old man unhurriedly.

    The old man seemed to have been lost in thought while watching the street scene.

    Petals fluttered down, and at first glance, the fountain appeared stained with cherry pink.

    Behind the young man, water droplets leaped and splashed, occasionally mixed with petals, resembling a shower of flowers.

    Sitting there, he looked like a painting that encapsulated the beauty of the world.

    Only after the flowers on the platform were swept away by the wind, and then accumulated in a layer when the wind died down, did the old man regain consciousness from the almost static passage of time.

    He leaned on his cane, looked at the young man beside him, and spoke, “Young man, you aren’t a local, are you?”

    Bai Chendeng nodded quietly.

    “Qu Ying is about to change. Since you aren’t a local, it would be best to leave soon.”

    “Change? Why?”

    His tone contained just the right amount of curiosity.

    The old man’s face, covered in wrinkles, suddenly seemed to bloom open, the lines shifting with his expression, subtly giving off an uncomfortable feeling.

    “That’s hard to say, but…”

    The aged voice entered his ears, somehow carrying an echo, as if someone was hidden inside the old man’s mind, manipulating him to speak.

    “After you leave the plaza, you should leave Qu Ying.”

    Leave…

    Only these two words echoed repeatedly in his mind, like a brand, difficult to erase.

    Bai Chendeng suddenly looked dazed, his exposed eyes vacant, as he softly muttered, “Leave, leave.”

    The old man nodded in satisfaction: “Yes, leave.”

    “Leave…”

    Bai Chendeng suddenly exerted force with his foot, stepping on a slender, still wriggling worm limb that hadn’t fully retracted.

    “Leave? Leaving with these disgusting worms?”

    He asked coldly. His previous hesitation and confusion vanished instantly, and his entire demeanor changed.

    Simultaneously, the aura belonging to a Great Demon was unleashed without reservation.

    Feeling the powerful demonic energy rushing toward him, the old man first trembled, then immediately widened his eyes. His pupils were deep, black, and hollow, as if something resided within them.

    The pupils shook violently. The thing inside recognized him.

    It’s him!

    It’s him!

    It’s him!

    Bai Chendeng stopped pretending, showing a rare cunning expression. His entire being was vivid, as if sketched with the most intense and vibrant colors.

    “It’s a pity you ran too fast back then, otherwise I would have dealt with you easily, saving me the trouble of coming here now to clean up the mess.”

    The old man—or rather, the deep host of the Eye Worm—though not the main body, still possessed a certain degree of thought.

    The somewhat sticky, tentacle-like worm limb Bai Chendeng was stepping on continued to struggle.

    He watched the old man with interest, wondering what choice the Eye Worm would make.

    To flee?

    Or to seek revenge?

    Surprisingly, the Eye Worm remained composed.

    The old man shakily stood up, ignoring the part of the limb that was spreading out from his trouser leg and being stepped on. Leaning on his cane, he tried to leave.

    How could Bai Chendeng let it go? When he lifted his foot, that section of the worm limb was already shriveled, as if instantly deactivated by something.

    He stood up, looking like he was made of snow, extremely conspicuous in the plaza, attracting countless eyes watching from the shadows.

    The old man’s terrified reaction and choice to flee the young man quietly misled those unaware of the situation.

    “Huh? What’s going on over there?”

    “I don’t know, the old man seems to be hiding from someone. Wow, who is that person? So… beautiful…”

    The Great Demon, beloved by heaven and earth, was untainted by karmic debt, and his spiritual energy was pure.

    Yet, the old man looked as if he had seen the most terrifying thing in the world. In extreme fear, he fell to the ground, uttering meaningless cries.

    Such a scene instantly attracted a large number of tourists to watch.

    If people were truly drawn in, and this thing decided to self-destruct, a considerable number of unlucky tourists would likely suffer.

    Bai Chendeng simply took a few steps forward, planting a foot on the old man’s chest to prevent an explosion. He then pulled down his mask and shouted to the surrounding people, “Don’t come closer.”

    Without the mask, when that stunningly beautiful face appeared, the surrounding crowd inevitably gasped.

    “Is he a celebrity? Filming a movie?”

    “I don’t see a camera…”

    With such beauty present, many passersby who normally wouldn’t bother suddenly gathered closer.

    “…”

    Behind the mascot sculpture, two cadres suppressed their smiles. Wearing pre-prepared uniforms and carrying special identification, they quickly ran to Bai Chendeng’s side.

    “Police business! All unrelated personnel please evacuate immediately! The suspect is highly contagious. Do not gather, do not film, leave quickly!”

    Auxiliary team members lurking slightly farther away quickly rushed over as ordered, isolating a buffer zone around the old man.

    Bai Chendeng kept his posture, his single foot on the infected person’s chest, and squatted down, looking directly into his eyes.

    “I will pull you out.”

    The infected person knew it was outmatched. The moment it was discovered, it had already failed.

    “Heh heh… heh…”

    “Stupid, stupid…”

    After cursing twice, the infected person immediately roared, “Go to hell!!!”

    Following the desperate curse, its eyes dimmed, and it lost all signs of life.

    Bai Chendeng nudged its face with his toe, confirming that the worm residing in the eyes had committed suicide, before standing up.

    “Where is the next one?”

    A cadre took out a communicator: “Yes! Mr. Bai, the next one is in Chuntianfang to the west. Please follow me.”

    One, two, three…

    After transporting the body of the fourth deceased deep-level infected person back to the sub-bureau, the young cadre wiped his sweat, completely awestruck by the Great Demon’s power.

    The entire process was merely a repetition of finding—controlling—infected person committing suicide.

    If it were them, they could never achieve this level of efficiency.

    When the Administration acts, they must first confirm the infected person’s identity. The cadres responsible for contact must ensure they are not discovered by the target and have a possibility of safe retreat. At least three teams of cadres must be on standby for capture and to evacuate the surrounding populace. The commotion during evacuation is hard to conceal, and often, the infected person detects the abnormality at this stage.

    Then, squad-leader level combatants must surround and suppress the deep-level infected, not only carefully avoiding infection but also preventing the target from escaping. After severely injuring the infected person, they must face the self-destruction of the entity.

    During the first capture half a month ago, lacking experience, the Administration used numerous combatants to severely cripple an infected person but failed to stop it from self-destructing before death.

    The skin couldn’t contain the mucus, which sprayed everywhere. The contamination level was off the charts, like a small biological weapon. It not only infected multiple cadres but also turned that area of the building into a dead zone, resulting in a complete failure of the operation.

    “We managed to capture quite a few deep-level infected persons that could be searched and recorded today. Finally, we don’t have to worry about when these things might go crazy and launch a suicide attack.”

    The team of cadres who assisted Bai Chendeng all day were mostly young people. Even their captain was a twenty-five or twenty-six-year-old newcomer with a baby face, looking like a college student.

    They encouraged each other nearby, and the joy in their voices would make anyone feel cheerful.

    The baby-faced captain hesitated for a moment, seemingly making up his mind, and jogged a few steps to Bai Chendeng.

    Bai Chendeng, who had been momentarily lost in thought, now focused.

    The moment the baby-faced captain saw Bai Chendeng’s fair and beautiful face, his ears turned crimson.

    His appearance was secondary, although he was indeed very handsome… but more importantly, this person was a Great Demon who had achieved human form!

    He lacked the bestial nature and killing intent typically found in demons. Instead, he radiated a light, ethereal energy, reminiscent of the cold clarity of moonlight and the brilliance of sun-drenched dew, perfectly merged—powerful and aloof, an existence that could make one feel breathtakingly beautiful at a soul level.

    “Thank you for your hard work today, Mr. Bai!”

    The baby-faced captain shouted loudly, his face immediately flushing red.

    The team members behind him were full of admiration.

    “We cleared out four deep-level infected persons in total, removing four time-bomb-like threats from Qu Ying, and thoroughly eliminating four mobile, thinking sources of contagion! This will at least slow down the speed of transmission and save thousands of people from infection!”

    “Thank you, Mr. Bai!”

    The team members followed suit, bowing and shouting, “Thank you, Mr. Bai!”

    Bai Chendeng had never encountered a situation like this.

    He had met plenty of old foxes in the Administration, those who smiled while hiding daggers. He had also dealt with figures at the level of major captains.

    When he first encountered the Administration cadres, before he became a Great Demon, he was unfamiliar with the rules of human society and had briefly exchanged blows with them in a test, resulting in a draw. Afterward, when their reinforcements arrived, he was forced to sign many contracts and listen to three consecutive days of legal education, leaving him dizzy. Before he left, the Administration quickly applied both soft and hard tactics again, terrified that he might make a wrong move and become a malevolent demon harmful to society.

    However, such young cadres, who felt genuine happiness purely from doing good deeds without any selfish motives, truly made him feel unprecedentedly awkward. Although it wasn’t the first time he had seen them, it was the first time he had been thanked loudly to his face.

    The rush of enthusiasm made his cheeks slightly warm.

    Bai Chendeng was always reserved and calm, which didn’t mean he lacked emotion, but he deliberately avoided emotional exchanges with others.

    Therefore, facing the sincere gratitude of these young people, Bai Chendeng nearly froze in place.

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