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Chapter 1046, Chapter 1041: The Blind Saint (Double update, please vote!)

They quickly left the commotion behind. Ning Changkong skillfully led Ma En downstairs and took him down an unconventional path, winding his way to a back door that wasn't properly closed.

"Be careful," the explorer girl said intently. "Although no one should be coming to investigate us, this is, after all, alien territory, so they will definitely be quite vigilant."

As she spoke, she led Ma En inside.

The interior didn't look particularly special, but there was no one in their line of sight, not even a nurse or a priest, as if construction hadn't officially started yet.

The girl tiptoed into the nearby stairwell:
“There were already traces of black lines on the second floor, and even more on the third floor. By the time I got to the fourth floor, I couldn’t even find a safe staircase. I had to take the elevator up, and it was practically impossible to move around.”

"I didn't explore much beyond that. I suspect the aliens are concentrated on the fourth floor and above, so we went straight up the stairs."

As they spoke, they had already reached the boundary between the third and fourth floors.

Just as Marx and Eng were about to ask themselves what they should do...

Suddenly, Ning Changkong reached out and grabbed Ma En's arm:

"Next, take me away."

As she spoke, she closed her eyes.

At this moment, Ma En realized what she wanted to do. He had thought that he would explore on his own, while Ning Changkong would try to remotely control him in some way or assign him some task.

When he said he couldn't see the black line, Ning Changkong also said that this was the reason she came to him, meaning that he didn't need to worry about causing any problems since he couldn't see the black line.

Similarly, she can achieve a similar effect by closing her eyes.

No wonder she didn't seem to want to explain anything to me.

Then, the situation changed, and Ma En began to lead her forward. Although her eyes were closed, she seemed to be able to see the steps under her feet. When they reached the fourth floor, she changed her walking posture very naturally.

Ma En walked ahead and pushed open the door to the fourth floor.

An empty corridor stretched out before him, and in the distance, there seemed to be ghostly footsteps echoing, but there was no one in his field of vision.

"What did you see?" the girl asked in a low voice with her eyes closed.

Marx and Engels replied:
"There's no sound from anyone, but it sounds like there's some movement in the distance. I wonder if this area isn't fully open yet? This building should be operational, right?"

Ning Changkong nodded:
"Although there aren't as many people on the second and third floors as in our building, there are still patients and nurses. But I have to walk around the black line, so I don't know the overall situation. Anyway, you'd better be careful."

Ma En nodded and then began to walk along the corridor. There were many doors on both sides that looked like doctors' offices, but there were not many decorations around them, as if the place was not yet fully decorated.

There wasn't even a wooden altar for prayer around; there were only a few simple holy symbols hanging on the wall.

Maren felt as if he had stepped into some otherworldly realm on the edge of reality, with all living beings in the world left behind by the commotion, appearing only faintly within the limits of his senses.

If Ning Changkong hadn't been holding him back, he might have even suspected that he had actually entered some kind of hallucination created by an abnormal creature, and that he didn't believe in the sensation of touch itself.

He believed in divine vision.

“I feel like we’ve walked into a ghost town,” Ma En said. “There’s absolutely no sign of human activity around us, but there’s a faint, indistinct noise in the distance.” Ning Changkong said decisively:

"It seems this is the alien base. They don't want to make contact with humans, so they've hidden it in an area that may not be officially operational. Remember whoever you meet here."

"This will be invaluable information for us..."

Her voice stopped abruptly.

Because Marx and Engels suddenly stopped.

Then, some sounds in the distance began to become clearer and approached them at an unusual speed, like the sound of a high-speed lizard crawling on all fours.

There was no time or opportunity to evade, especially since he was accompanied by a "blind person".

Perhaps he could move forward and intercept them...

But after a moment's hesitation, Marx and Engels abandoned this rather radical option.

As he made his decision, the rustling sounds gradually merged into the sounds of footsteps approaching human footsteps, and the speed began to decrease slowly.

Then, a near-human figure appeared at the corner of the corridor:
Where are you from?

Ning Changkong squeezed Ma En's arm, reminding him to remember his appearance.

However, he didn't need to deliberately remember it, because the man who appeared had a very common face, and he had even seen him several times recently, so his appearance here was not surprising at all.

Victor.

Maren said with a slightly dazed look in his eyes:
"who are you?"

Victor frowned and said sternly:
“I’m Victor, the deputy director of the sanatorium. Didn’t anyone tell you not to wander around? Who will be responsible if something happens to you in a place like this?”

Marx and Engels said, puzzled:
What does "running around" mean?

But Victor wasn't having any of it; he snorted and stepped forward:
"Even if you are mentally ill, it doesn't mean you can do everything. The fact that you can move around outside means you have basic cognitive abilities. Or do you think you should be locked up underground?"

Marx and Engels, however, said innocently:
"I'm sorry, I don't have many memories of the past, so I don't know what you're talking about. I also didn't see any signs nearby saying not to enter."

Victor glanced at Ning Changkong, whose eyes were closed, then looked back at Maren with an unfriendly gaze:
"I don't care what's wrong with your brains, you shouldn't come to places you shouldn't come to. Your activities are limited to places where there are nurses and priests, for your safety."

“I don’t care what your reasons are. I hope this is the last time I see you in a place like this. If you continue to wander around, we’ll probably have to control your movements. Do you understand?”

His words were full of threats, and their presence clearly angered him. Even Marne could sense that he was still suppressing his emotions as he spoke, and his anger certainly wasn't because he was worried about their safety.

Marx and Engels nodded:

"Okay, then let's go back to our own wards."

Victor stared at him coldly:
"If I see you again next time, I won't be so polite."

"move."