Master Wang dropping to his knees left both Ming Po and Ai Shiping entirely bewildered.
...But thinking about it carefully, it made perfect sense.
Since he had exhausted all his thods, had his trump cards seen through by Ming Po, and was absolutely certain he could never win in a fight... his only options were to either turn tail and run, or kneel the mont they t.
It was not a matter of being remarkably calm or rational.
It was simply because he was completely out of options.
This was probably exactly why this ga forbade those from the Domain of Slaughter from joining.
Looking at it now, the restriction had indeed taken effect, but only slightly.
At the very least, the one who had entered was Detective Ming Po, whose strength and madness were suppressed... rather than Werewolf Ming Po, who fully unleashed his natural instincts.
"Are you the mastermind behind the scenes?"
Ai Shiping pointed his phone's cara right at the master. "The people in Water Mirror Resort... did you kill them?"
"He most likely didn't."
Ming Po answered casually before the master even had a chance to speak.
With that, he raised his phone and angled the WeChat conversation toward Ai Shiping.
On the screen, Ai Shiping recognized a familiar profile picture.
The avatar the person used previously was definitely different. But now, the profile picture was of Master Wang with a stern expression.
A woman's profile picture, anwhile, was on the right side.
The earliest available local chat log began rather abruptly.
— January 3, 2015, 16:30:31
This was the earliest tistamp.
"Things are a bit more complicated than expected. Mom won't be coming ho tonight."
"There are stead corn buns and corn on the cob in the fridge, heat them up."
The person on the other end replied, "Okay."
"Then I'll just eat instant noodles."
The woman quickly answered, "You are not allowed to eat instant noodles. They have no nutrition."
"Eat so coarse grains for now. Mom will bring you sothing delicious when I get back."
Following that was a voice ssage sent four hours later.
Since the phone had never been turned on since then, the ssages inside hadn't been cleared from the cache.
Tapping it played the woman's urgent voice:
"This matter is a bit wicked. Hurry up and tell Grandpa Guo Third! Tell him the Wangliang have descended, and ask him to quickly burn so incense with Grandpa Huang Second!"
The other side, however, seed entirely confused.
"Ah?"
"Right now? It's already eight o'clock..."
"Is it really that urgent right now, Mom?"
"Alright, I'll make a trip over."
Then, another twenty minutes passed.
Only one final sentence could be seen:
"Mom doesn't think she can hold on anymore."
Further down was a dense, incredibly long string of ssages sent back by Master Wang.
But the right side never uttered another word.
It was clear that she had already gotten into the bathtub by then.
"Wangliang."
Ming Po slowly murmured the word. "I have heard this na before."
The ritual Zhang Leyao had obtained was a "ritual to sacrifice oneself, summon the Wangliang, and enact revenge."
She had clearly been hallucinating at the ti, to the point where the ritual she saw was flawed. She actually believed it was so kind of immortal magic... If she had any rationality left, just seeing the ritual itself would have made her vigilant.
It was unknown who had passed this ritual to her, but judging from the similar symptoms, it was likely closely related to the situation at Water Mirror Resort. Everything was starting to connect.
"Phantom Specter" seed to be a world where "Wangliang caused trouble."
Judging from the twilight glow emitted when the talisman paper burned to ash, this had to be a world invaded by the power of the Domain of Slaughter.
Whether it was specters, ghosts, or this absurd Wish Granter, they were definitely things that did not exist in the Material Realm. This was probably the reason for the deviation between "Phantom Specter" and the Material Realm.
This deviation was likely the difference between these Adventure worldviews and the Material Realm—and these differences stemd from the pollution and invasion of the world itself by these out-of-control powers.
If that was the case...
Then what was the stance of the Deceivers of the World?
Their assigned task was to "complete the livestream" and "satisfy the audience."
Without a doubt.
Their goal was to "blow this matter out of proportion as much as possible."
If they perfectly completed the task, what would be the result?
The incident would escalate, more and more people would die here, and then soone would step in to handle it. It was practically equivalent to accelerating the resolution of the problem.
Rather than saying they were helping these people...
It was more accurate to say they were helping this world.
"I really didn't an to, bro..."
Seeing Ming Po fall silent, Guo Wangqiongxiao smashed his head heavily against the tiles, weeping uncontrollably. He no longer possessed any of the arrogant deanor he had before entering the resort. "Bro! It's been six years... I can hear the sound of running water in the bathroom every single night...
"I'm terrified! I'm afraid that thing is still there... I'm afraid that thing will co looking for ...
"Since I willingly stepped out on my own, just spare ... I-I wasn't the one who did all those things earlier..."
"I know you didn't do the previous things,"
Ming Po cast a glance at him.
He suddenly crouched down, eting him at eye level.
This young "master," despite his mature face, was actually quite young.
He was only in his early twenties right now, looking like a recently graduated college student. The year 2015 was at least six or seven years ago... Back then, he might have still been in high school.
Back in 2015, Water Mirror Resort probably realized sothing was wrong and hired soone to exorcise the evil spirits. Judging from this incident, the bizarre occurrences that took place were likely far more nurous than what had been ntioned in the newspapers at the entrance.
In the end, they never expected that the "master" they had hired for the exorcism couldn't even endure a single day before slitting her wrists.
That family mber who "strongly suspected the surveillance blind spots" was most likely Guo Wangqiongxiao.
"But you did kill Xiao Li,"
Ming Po stated slowly. "You were also the one who planted those news clippings at the front. Calling you the mastermind behind the scenes isn't exactly wronging you, is it?"
Hearing Ming Po's verdict, the master broke out in a profuse sweat.
"I... I knew it..."
He felt a bitter taste in his mouth. "If I had known... I would have..."
In truth, the mont they got out of the car, Master Wang had already noticed sothing was amiss.
Because those two people's accents had shifted, and their eyes had suddenly changed.
Although he hadn't interacted much with "Fox" and his caraman... their accents had been fairly obvious. It was just a simple local dialect.
Yet, right after getting out of the car, their accents abruptly switched to standard Mandarin, and even their gazes beca strange.
Furthermore, this caraman, who was absurdly good at fighting and completely unafraid of ghosts, sohow didn't even know how to use a video cara—this gave Master Wang the creeps. What the hell kind of entity possessed them?!
Facing these "two immortals," he had no choice but to tell the truth.
"I actually just... wanted to blow the matter out of proportion."
The master's smile was overwhelmingly bitter, resembling a student called into the teacher's office after fighting with a classmate.
But now, with his face clearly captured by two caras...
He was beyond caring.
To let things go from bad to worse—this was precisely what it ant.
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