I set you up on a blind date, and you've managed to overcome all the weirdness?

"Brother! The situation is getting out of control!"

Lin Yan had just come out of the bathroom when Chu Chu's voice came from the living room.

"Brother, the mermaid sister and the red-clothed sister have joined forces. Although they are not in their respective fields, their combined strength is just enough to rival the nun sister."

"If this continues, the spatial barrier will collapse!"

Lin Yan rushed into the living room.

The live stream hadn't stopped yet, and Ah Feng was already looking dazed in the corner of the screen.

The man in red arrived, and his worst fears came true.

Three ghosts on the same stage, gods fighting, how many seconds can that good-for-nothing Ah Feng last?

Lin Yan just hoped he could hold on a little longer, otherwise his rules and contracts would be in trouble.

"Buzz buzz buzz".

The phone rang; it was Lao Zhao.

As soon as Lin Yan answered the phone, an alarm blared and the roar of a helicopter rotor filled the air.

"Lin Yan! Check the group chat! Proceed immediately to assembly point number two outside the Heavy Machinery Factory in Nanhu District!"

Old Zhao was shouting almost the entire time.

"Jiangcheng at highest alert! All personnel with remaining combat capability must engage in combat; leave is cancelled! Immediately!"

After saying that, Lao Zhao hung up the phone. The situation seemed to be more serious than Lin Yan had thought.

"There's no escaping it now; you have to pay for the sins you've committed."

Lin Yan couldn't help but give a wry smile and chuckle to himself. He put on his coat and casually instructed Chu Chu:

"You stay home and don't follow me over there. I can handle things myself."

Chu Chu blinked but did not answer.

Twenty minutes later, Lin Yan arrived at the temporary command post.

As soon as he got out of the car, the scene before him made his heart ache.

The live stream only captured the surface; the actual scene was a hundred times more eerie than what was shown on the live stream.

From a distance, the abandoned heavy machinery factory was completely enveloped by a thick, blood-red cloud.

Beneath the blood-red clouds, dark green water vapor constantly dissipates and reassembles.

Every now and then, you can see visible rings of sound waves surging out.

The Folklore Bureau's cordon has been pushed back again and again, extending to more than five kilometers outside the factory area.

The large medical tents at the temporary command post were already packed with people.

The smell of blood in the air was so strong it was almost pungent.

"The entire assault squad has been wiped out! The armored vehicle had only driven 300 meters into the outer perimeter when its tracks were melted by the corrosive liquid!"

"We wouldn't even hear a sound when firepower hits! This is something we can't possibly intervene in!"

The communication channels were filled with these kinds of despairing reports.

A group of doctors in white coats moved between the tents, but their first aid methods seemed ineffective here.

The tactical operatives on the stretchers had almost no obvious physical injuries.

Most of them were corrupted by the leaked power of the rules before they even got close to the core area.

"Hold him down, double the sedative."

In the left corner, several medical personnel were holding down a commando who was convulsing.

His eyes rolled back, his eardrums were completely ruptured, and two streams of blood kept flowing out of his ears.

They were completely helpless against this bizarre injury and could only take some first aid measures to barely stop the bleeding.

The operator in front of us, although he has left the area of ​​the heavy machinery factory, is still unable to escape the erosion of the power of the rules.

"The sound wave frequency exceeds the limits of the human body, which is a form of pollution that directly affects the nervous system! It causes permanent damage to the hearing system."

A medical officer stood by, recording data with a testing device, his face grim but meticulous.

This is firsthand information on humanity's fight against the bizarre.

On the other stretcher, the situation was even more bizarre.

Those were several vanguard soldiers wearing heavy protective suits.

Their hazmat suits were riddled with holes of all sizes, revealing their skin underneath, which glowed green.

"Water...give me water..."

An operator groaned in pain; his skin was as dry as tree bark, but he coughed up mouthfuls of dark green filth every now and then.

"Don't give him water! An unknown force is forcibly drawing and contaminating the water in his body! Injecting saline solution will only accelerate the failure of his internal organs!"

A passing medical officer promptly reminded him that this was a notification he had just received.

The entire command post was deathly still, and the atmosphere of despair was suffocating.

Lin Yan watched this scene, his heart filled with turmoil that he could not calm down for a long time.

If he hadn't made that plan in the group.

If he had just let Saya cut off that A-Feng with a pair of scissors.

These three volatile and bizarre individuals would not have appeared simultaneously, and such a terrifying overlapping domain would not have been created.

These agents, who were tortured to the point of wishing they were dead, should not have had to suffer like this.

To some extent, Lin Yan was the one who orchestrated this chaotic battle.

But Lin Yan has never been one to enjoy internal strife.

He won't waste time on useless self-blame and regret.

Since things got worse because of him, it's his responsibility to clean up the mess.

Lin Yan tried to tell herself.

The real culprits behind this disaster, turning millions of views into a catalyst and these few high-level freaks into nourishment for creating gods, are the ones who truly caused this disaster.

It's the mysterious organization behind Ah Feng.

In order to harvest traffic, they can use Xiaoming as an experiment.

In order to create greater panic, they dared to promote a puppet like Ah Feng.

If we don't dig out and eliminate these lunatics who disregard human life, these agents will be the ones lying here today.

Tomorrow, those lying in bed may be tens of thousands of ordinary people in Jiangcheng.

"Since I started this fire, I will settle this score with you."

Lin Yan loosened his clenched fist; he had already made up his mind.

Uproot that organization hidden in the darkness and grind it into powder.

This was his explanation to these wounded agents.

Lin Yan turned around and strode towards the main command tent.

Upon arriving at the temporary tent, before even entering, one could hear a heated argument inside.

"Shen Qinglan! Are you fucking insane?!"

Old Zhao's roar could be heard from a great distance.

"You're letting an ordinary person with no spiritual power carry the signal beacon in?"

"There are three high-risk monsters in there! And they're likely all beyond the level of demons! You're sending him to his death!"

"Group Seven has simply lost its leader, not its lack of support! And it's certainly not going to be cannon fodder to fill in for your group!"

"Captain Zhao, please watch your words. I never meant what you said."

Shen Qinglan's icy voice followed.

"Lin Yan is the only person in the bureau with experience surviving in the Demon-level domain."

"The sources of pollution inside are still expanding continuously."

"If we don't understand the situation inside, and the spatial barrier breaks down, allowing pollution to flood the city, who will be responsible for the millions of citizens of Jiangcheng?"

Lin Yan lifted the curtain and went inside.

The tent fell silent instantly.

The operators all looked somewhat embarrassed.

If Lin Yan doesn't go, it's highly likely that their team will continue to fill in.

Old Zhao immediately called Lin Yan behind him.

When Shen Qinglan saw Lin Yan, a complex look flashed in her eyes, but then she became cold again.

She slammed a top-tier signal flare onto the table right in front of all the operators.