I Am Your Natural Enemy

Chapter 985 - 358: The One Hundred Nineteenth Hall, Canon (5k)_2

The new equipment is already of utmost urgency; the existing equipment is clearly insufficient.

The General Director took a look; ten minutes had passed. The computational power mobilized by the Black Box was still at the maximum allowable value. He made a call to Wen Yan.

"What did you discover over there? The Black Box has been running at full capacity for ten minutes."

"Let it match that grand hall."

"Around 1 AM tomorrow night, the branches of the twenty-eight commanderies will act simultaneously.

Do you want to participate in Caiyun County’s operation?

If you participate, you can choose the loot first."

"Aren’t the elders from Wudang there?"

"It won’t affect it."

"Alright, I will go tomorrow."

Wen Yan hung up the phone. After more than an hour, the Black Box finally provided some alternative photos.

They all looked more or less the same, but if someone were to distinguish them, it would be obvious at a glance that this should not be the grand hall.

Wen Yan let the Black Box give the photos to Zhou Xiaorong for confirmation.

A few minutes later, the Black Box sent back a message.

There were no pictures, only an address.

Somewhere in Nanyang.

Wen Yan searched it on his phone himself and indeed found an ancient building there.

According to public records, it was built over a century ago by people of Divine Land who made a fortune after going to Nanyang.

The temple enshrines Lord Guan.

The gang that was prevalent back then took a blood oath alliance in this Temple of Lord Guan.

But as time passed, many things changed, and the place also went through wars, disrupting everything.

The Temple of Lord Guan now is no longer the same as it once was, having undergone numerous renovations, and by now, the incense offerings there are quite average.

Thirty years ago, it also went through a great fire, and the temple now is almost entirely rebuilt.

The Black Box said it was originally impossible to match.

But during the process, it was discovered that many temples had been renovated and rebuilt. Before and after rebuilding, some temples were almost completely different places.

So, after failing to match, it expanded the matching range, starting with photos from within a decade at the same location, continuously widening the scope.

Ultimately, when matching the video footage from over forty years ago, it found an old photograph.

It handed over that old photograph, after restoration, to Zhou Xiaorong, and received confirmation of the result.

That grand hall was exactly at this address, looking exactly the same as before it was destroyed and rebuilt.

Even the crack on one of the pillars was identical.

Wen Yan reviewed the relevant records, contemplating that grand hall for a long time.

As he thought, since all one hundred and eighteen smaller temples each had corresponding locations, it stood to reason that such an obviously Divine Land-style grand hall would have a corresponding real-world basis.

Wen Yan had already informed the General Director of his experience capturing the Ghost Wealth God.

Using Men Xinsheng as a test subject, without the Temporary Ability equipment, as long as there was no idol attachment, sufficient Yang Energy could forcefully suppress, and all of these results were reported.

Feng Yao had also come in person, experimenting with many kinds of instruments, searching for effective methods.

Men Xinsheng was quite cooperative; he almost sold out all the other Ghost Wealth Gods. Even for someone like Zhou Xiaorong, a Ghost Wealth God whom he would speak well of, he had no qualms selling out.

Now, cooperating to do some experiments, why would he be unwilling?

At night, Wen Yan tossed and turned, unable to sleep, always feeling like he had overlooked something.

He never felt that such thoughts were illusions. He closed his eyes and recalled the entire incident again.

After recalling, he sent a message to Zhou Xiaorong.

"I remember you said before that there was already a Ghost Wealth God who exchanged for a new body, right?"

"Yes."

"Do you know which Ghost Wealth God it was?"

"Uh..." Zhou Xiaorong saw the question and his mind went blank; he drew a sharp breath and replied, "I don’t remember."

"If you don’t remember, why does everyone remember that someone exchanged for a body with an identity?"

"I remember there was a display in the grand hall showing that this was only exchanged once."

"Does it show how many times other things were exchanged?"

"It seems...possibly."

"With someone exchanging for a body with an identity, were none of you curious? Did no one investigate?"

"No..." At this point, Zhou Xiaorong understood that something was obviously not normal.

He didn’t know about others, but if he knew about this, he would certainly inquire to the bottom of it, even if it meant paying some price, to find out what kind of body was exchanged, how it worked, what limitations it had, etc.

His obsession was with this.

He didn’t care what the body was, as long as it could move and do things ordinary people did, he would be satisfied.

He even thought that if this body was from Divine Land, it might not be a living person; maybe it was something like a zombie.

"Alright, there’s one more thing you need to watch out for."

...

As time slowly passed, on the sixth day, Ren Yubao was still squatting inside his small temple.

His power had already made those Ghost Wealth Gods distinctly feel something different; obviously, nothing seemed out of the ordinary, yet for several consecutive days, many Ghost Wealth Gods were leaving without arriving.

"Did something happen?"

"I have a ghost coming to report that recently the Scorching Sun Department is investigating Heretic Rites, and they are investigating local small temples. We are all within the scope."

"Do you think it’s because the Scorching Sun Department is up to something that we haven’t gained anything for so many days straight?"