The na written by the hoowner depends entirely on the mood of the person setting up the ritual.
The other party is setting up the Earthly Divine Kingdom for the first ti, worried about possible issues, wanting to fully prepare before activating the Earthly Divine Kingdom in one go;
Or perhaps the other party’s faith isn’t sincere, hesitating and wandering among several Evil Gods.
Which situation it is, Wu Chang cannot say for sure, he only knows that in his eyes, the last entry in the hoowner column would definitely be Wu Chang and Erin.
What concerns him is whether he should change his original plan.
Previously, he had thought of letting Tang Renquan do as he pleased, waiting until he pushed the Earthly Divine Kingdom to the last step before intervening to seize it.
But now it seems he might ask Tang Renquan to exit early, take advantage of the chaos to find the yet-to-be-activated core node, and directly appoint Erin.
They have already marked the twelve nodes of the ritual on the map of Wanghai City, and based on these twelve nodes, they have pinpointed the general area of the ritual core.
As long as they use the Managent Bureau to eliminate Tang Renquan’s group, within one night, two at most, he and Erin can find the ritual core.
Next, he needs to wait for the next event at Night Song, and based on the event, decide how to handle Tang Renquan.
Ever since the appearance of the Erosion Dungeon, the atmosphere in Wanghai City has beco very tense.
The Erosion Dungeon can alter people’s perceptions, making them forget what happened within and rationalize all unreasonable phenona.
However, the influence of the Erosion Dungeon has already seeped into people’s minds, making it difficult to shake off.
Wanghai City’s residents, especially those within the Erosion Dungeon affected areas, have beco sensitive, irritable, and prone to anger.
Often large crowds could be seen simultaneously gazing at the sky, muttering sothing under their breath.
Also visible are instances of people getting inexplicably angry, with "what are you looking at" turning into an invitation to duel.
For a ti, the cri rate in Wanghai City surged, road rage was everywhere, and businesses for divine solicitation and gambling flourished.
Ordinary cris are manageable, usually resulting in fights without much chaos.
But individuals with high Inspiration or those seriously affected by the Erosion Dungeon have their Wills unable to restrain their twisted minds, becoming extrely dangerous.
The number of missing persons in Wanghai City in the past week has exceeded the total of the past five years.
Almost every day, there are five or six missing cases, so with quick discoveries of the body, others neither alive nor dead.
And this number is just the reported cases.
Including those unnoticed, the missing count should be at least double.
Just dealing with these sudden serious incidents keeps the police so busy that they can’t even handle normal fights.
The lack of police force leads to further chaos in public order, a trend that cannot change in the short term, resurrecting the phrase for kids to be ho before dark.
While ordinary police officers in Wanghai City are busy, each mber of the Managent Bureau is working as if two people.
Most individuals twisted by the Erosion Dungeon beco monstrous, possessing strength beyond ordinary humans; confronting such monsters requires the Managent Bureau.
The Managent Bureau’s personnel not only have to deal with ordinary people affected by erosion but must also watch out for players outside the Bureau trying to exploit the situation.
The most typical example is Tang Renquan, taking advantage of unresolved issues from the Erosion Dungeon, these rats hidden in the shadows are seizing the opportunity to co out.
Wanghai City is not a famous large city, with not many native players, making them even busier than ordinary cops under these circumstances.
Only Wu Chang is exempted from other tasks by the Managent Bureau, tasked solely with watching Night Song Bar closely to find out Tang Renquan’s true purposes.
This allows Wu Chang, during the few quiet days of Tang Renquan, to legitimately slack off, while Zhao Yan, who has worked overti all day, still has to comnd him, saying "well done."
There are still 28 hours left until the designated event ti at Night Song.
Wu Chang, like a detective staking out in a movie, found a place near Night Song Bar within a property of the Managent Bureau and temporarily moved in.
On the room’s balcony, a telescope set up specifically for surveillance allows him to easily observe the entrance of Night Song Bar without leaving his ho.
On the coffee table next to the telescope, there are donuts, red bean bread, and milk, creating a full imrsive atmosphere.
Wu Chang himself sits beside the telescope, scrolling through his phone.
A short video is playing on his phone, shot from Wanming City, 300 kiloters away; the video is brief, only fifteen seconds, but its content is shocking enough.
The phone’s cara shakes violently, indicating the footage was hand-shot by the videographer. The lens captures a thick, gray-yellow fog, swirling within, with glimpses of massive shadows swimming through it.
The video audio is poor, with fierce wind noise and faint electrical sounds audible.
If the video’s volu is turned up to the maximum, a faint chant can be heard amid the wind noise, ethereal and pleasant, sounding less like a human voice, more akin to the call of so peculiar creature.
"I-I don’t know if it can be recorded or if you can hear it. It’s calling . It’s lonely."
Four seconds into the video, the voice of the videographer is heard for the first ti, mixed with heavy breathing. The cara shakes as the videographer runs towards the fog.
"It’s calling . I can’t just leave it. Can you hear it? Its voice is getting closer! I-I see it!"
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