Is that... her teeth?
Soon after, the second and third teeth plopped into the water. Her teeth fell out completely within seconds, and crimson threads and mucus filled her vision.
The boundless fear filled the girl's heart. She wanted to scream, but no sound ca out. She wanted to see her reflection, but the mirror was fogged up with steam.
Panicking, she threw on so clothes and ran outside, convinced that sothing had changed in her body. She needed to reach the hospital quickly, even if the dical bills would drain her family's savings.
When she opened the apartnt door, the girl froze. She saw figures in black uniforms thodically taking away her neighbors, knocking on doors from house to house. For those who didn't cooperate, they forcefully opened the doors and took out the residents.
One of the figures noticed her—it was a black-haired girl with a high ponytail, wearing a fitted white investigator's uniform, looking confident as she approached, showing her badge:
"Hello, are you Miss Ruth?"
"I am the Wing Investigator Bai Nian'an from the Cleaner Association. The current situation is difficult to explain. Could you please co with us for a while?"
The girl was terrified, seeing her deford hands: "Am I turning into a monster? Am I now...
"It's alright, everything will be alright. We will take care of everything."
Bai Nian'an embraced the girl and was not repulsed by her abnormalities. Her calming words seed to have a magical power, gradually soothing the girl's restless heart. She nodded lightly through her tears, with mucus dripping from her chin.
The girl, with her greenish skin and bulging eyes, was taken away by her companions. Bai Nian'an looked on with a complex expression, hearing a young man's voice over the communication device.
"The number of people affected by the Siren Miracle's power this ti is probably no less than fifty thousand. We've contacted the association, and the upper managent will have the Cyan Sage temporarily suppress the miracle power in them. Although it's unclear how long it can last and what the final outco will be."
"But when the crisis cos, we can only do everything within our power."
"Thank you," Bai Nian'an said sincerely.
If it were not for the Dawn Society's early warning of the crisis and promptly locking down the address information of all users who watched the latest 'Paranormal Explorer' online episode, and acting accordingly, she couldn't imagine what disaster the Star of Art would face when the incident erupted.
Life Daylight, Dawn Office, and the Association took joint action at the first mont. An hour ago, they had already controlled the situation in the entire city. Thirty thousand people were quarantined in batches in the underground containnt facility of the Star of Art, while tens of thousands more were taken to the containnt rooms of the city's major offices. A smokeless battle raged in places invisible to the public.
As Ever ntioned, these watchers of dawn have done everything they could before the crisis arrived.
In the face of the disaster mythology, human power is insignificant. Every ti they steal the fire from the heavens, they can only add a sliver of possibility to the continuation of civilization, using themselves as kindling to help people survive the long night.
This ti, too many people were affected by the miracle. They only controlled those who watched that episode and were directly polluted by the Siren Miracle, but no one knows how widely fragnted information related to the Siren Miracle might spread privately.
Bai Nian'an shook her head and followed her companions into the distance.
There are countless things one wants to do, but only countless grains of sand for what one must do.
No one knows how the situation will change.
It's enough to do everything within one's power.
...
At six in the evening, on the second floor of the courtyard in rmaid Town.
Hearing the violent door-pounding outside the room, the female model finally couldn't take it and broke down, yelling at the bloodshot-eyed man: "Those lunatics are about to break in! What exactly are you trying to do!"
Half an hour ago, she had already noticed the events happening in the courtyard. She saw with her own eyes that the Fishman servitors tore a man into pieces. Everyone outside had gone mad!
Purier seed not to hear the chaos outside or the woman's shouts, muttering incessantly to himself in front of the easel, "I'm almost done with the painting, I'm almost done."
"I have seen it... hahaha, the most perfect work, I've seen it!"
"What exactly have you seen?" The female model rushes forward and pushes aside the frenzied man. Upon seeing the grotesque and twisted drawing on the easel, she almost scread, covering her face, "This is not at all, how could I possibly look this ugly!"
The woman on the easel had disturbingly green skin, her features twisted into a grotesque form, with innurable lines forming geotric shapes. From the chaotic lines, one could faintly discern a rmaid's tail beneath the woman and countless distorted screaming faces on her chest; myriad limbs were spread across her unnaturally swollen neck.
"Of course, that's not you. She is the Siren King. How beautiful! I'm about to paint the Siren King. I've already heard her voice. I've seen her smiling at . What a beautiful and moving miracle!" Purier shouted excitedly.
Only then did the female model notice Purier's abnormalities. His eyes, bulging and bloodshot from behind the sunglasses, and the overwhelming sll of fish threatened to make her faint. Dark green sli was seeping out from beneath his tightly wrapped trench coat, exactly like those frenzied Fishn outside!
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