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Outside the guard's medical room, members of the second squad were waiting on chairs.

At this moment, everyone's faces were inevitably heavy, because they all knew very well how powerful the Soul Suppressor's self-destruction was.

Xiao Song: "Damn it, does anyone know what happened?"

Xiao Song suddenly spoke, but looked helplessly at Chen Feng and Qu Lu.

Xiao Song: "Those Soul-Suppressing Golems can't be activated! They're just legends, they can't possibly be real... right?"

Chen Feng looked at Xiao Song, but his eyes were as cold and emotionless as a precise testing instrument.

After thinking for a moment, Chen Feng decided to tell Xiao Song what he was thinking.

"Perhaps it was 'Green Harbor, the main brand' that changed the rules there," Chen Feng said.

Upon hearing this, Qu Lu, who had been silent all along, flicked his cigarette ash and continued to look at the indicator light of the operating room.

It was as if he didn't want to discuss these things for the time being.

Xiao Wei: "Calm down first. Nobody wants to see anything happen to Sister Si Yu."

"How can you expect me to stay calm? We had no idea those golems were so terrifying. If I had known it would turn out like this, I would have acted ruthlessly from the start!" Xiao Song said indignantly.

"Calm down~ Sister Siyu will be fine. We just need to cleanse the Soul Suppressor's corrosive energy." Xiao Wei comforted her, frowning.

Listening to Xiao Song and Xiao Wei's back-and-forth conversation.

Qu Lu finally couldn't hold back and gave Chen Feng a look that signaled him to leave.

The two immediately got up and started walking elsewhere.

In the operating room corridor, illuminated by the bright yet austere lights on the ceiling, the smooth marble corridor reflected a cool luster, like a mirror.

Their gentle footsteps echoed eerily...

It seems that behind this silence lies a tense and oppressive truth.

"Chen Feng, we owe you a lot this time. If you hadn't discovered the defensive force field behind him in time, our losses might have been even more severe," Qu Lu said calmly.

Chen Feng looked at Qu Lu with some doubt and asked, "But we don't know if the Soul Suppressor really has a defensive force field on their back..."

Qu Lu waved his hand.

"Chen Feng, sometimes the distance between people isn't that far. Even if there are some frictions or minor conflicts at the beginning, as long as they are of the same kind, they will eventually be attracted to each other."

"So you think everything I say is correct?"

"Not necessarily, but I know you'll take responsibility for what you say, just like you'll stand in front of me and Siyu in the most critical moment."

At this point, Qu Lu raised his hand and patted Chen Feng's shoulder heavily.

His posture remained as upright as ever, and a faint wrinkle between his brows was like a mark etched by time, a trace left by long periods of thought and decision-making.

Upon closer inspection, Chen Feng noticed a hint of fatigue on Qu Lu's face.

"Furthermore, Chen Feng, we did gain something from this trip, but I have a feeling that we will soon face a major battle, an unprecedented one."

......

That night, back in his dormitory, Chen Feng lay down in his warm bedding again and began to recall everything that had happened that day.

Chen Feng's room was simply yet warmly furnished, with a cozy and clean atmosphere constantly circulating within.

In the center of the room was a large and soft bed. The mattress seemed to be under a spell; as soon as Chen Feng lay down, he felt as if he were being gently embraced by a tender hand, and all his fatigue instantly disappeared.

Like the warm sunshine in spring, it gives people a sense of tranquility and comfort.

Several potted plants were placed at the edge of the room. Under the natural breeze, the tender green leaves shimmered with the luster of life under the light, as if nature was whispering in Chen Feng's ear.

On the television screen, the news anchor looked solemn, his voice low and urgent, as if every word carried immense weight.

[Host: Recently, a series of bizarre murders have occurred in Haixing City. The victims all suffered inhumane torture, and the horrific scenes were appalling. The police have preliminarily determined that this is highly likely a serial murder case committed by a demon...]

Behind the host, a large number of military and police personnel were entering and leaving the apartment, while many curious pedestrians stopped and watched from the sidelines.

However, at that moment, Chen Feng frowned.

His previously relaxed nerves felt as if they were being gripped tightly by an invisible hand.

In the corner of the surveillance camera behind the host, a mysterious man was standing.

He was dressed in a simple coat, tall and thin, with a hideous scar faintly visible on his chin. However, the smile on his face made him look like a hit-and-run criminal.

Chen Feng immediately took out the controller and recorded the news broadcast until the mysterious man leisurely walked out of the news station's filming range.

Chen Feng then uploaded the video clip from the television to his smart terminal and began logging into the guard's database to search for the person's true identity.

Chen Feng still remembered what this person looked like...

On the evening he discussed the next step of the demon-hunting plan with Wei Yang, Chen Feng saw his figure in front of the glass curtain wall.

Just like in the video, the sinister and indifferent smile, the stiff greeting, and the tall, thin figure all indicated that the person knew Chen Feng would see this video.

As Chen Feng searched the AI, he also looked at other TV channels, but he found that this person only appeared in this one crime news story.

A short while later, the AI ​​also obtained the final result from searching the Guard's resource database...

[No matching results found; this person is not among the registered residents of Haixing City.]

Chen Feng sighed and buried himself completely in the blankets.

Like a weary bird, he slipped into the embrace of the blankets, completely enveloping himself in them.

The bedding was filled with the finest cotton, fluffy and soft, each fiber like a gentle finger, lightly caressing his skin, bringing him endless warmth and comfort.

Chen Feng closed his eyes and rested for a while. His body gradually relaxed, like a melting wax figure, slowly sinking into this warm abyss...

...

Deep within Chen Feng's heart, a flame was quietly burning.

He simply lay there quietly, but his mind was racing, thinking about his next plan. Every detail was being scrutinized in his mind, like a craftsman meticulously sculpting a work of art.

His muscles tensed up unconsciously, like a fully drawn bow, ready to release the decisive arrow at any moment.

Time ticked by, and the final step quietly came to an end...

Chen Feng also opened his eyes again.

He knew it was time to meet that mysterious man.