Everything changed quietly.
Nan Xiao Nan drank the freshly made cup of Ovaltine silently, feeling somewhat dejected and thinking she might have done something in vain.
There was no need to forge any evidence because the corpse delivered last night had disappeared. The bureau couldn't find his identity, and everyone had already forgotten, the events that happened in the factory were distorted.
Things shouldn't be this way, but it seems that they were meant to be this way, continuing ambiguously. Her accelerated thinking couldn't comprehend it at the moment.
Nan Xiao Nan increasingly felt the terror of this super powerful individual—the terror wasn't in the power to destroy the world, although she had really seen such world-destroying power. It was more terrifying how reality was twisted silently.
