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"What?! She has a Void Spirit too! Isn't that just like Fan Wu?!" Death Apostle exclaimed in surprise.
I shook my head and said, "I think it might be different. When I fought Fan Wu, I could see his Void Spirit completely. But according to Li Zhisheng, the hidden Void Spirit within Hu Fang doesn't seem to have fully manifested; we can only see part of it. So, I speculate that the hidden Void Spirit within Hu Fang is definitely much more powerful than the one on Fan Wu."
"Let's consider it from another angle. If Yang Master has such a powerful Void Spirit, would they use an outsider for experiments? Especially someone who could pose a threat to them? If it were me, I certainly wouldn't choose to do that. Moreover, from what I overheard earlier, the manager of that amusement park seems extremely eager for powerful abilities. With such a Void Spirit, why wouldn't he use it himself? None of this makes sense."
After listening to my analysis, Death Apostle nodded in agreement, "So you mean we need to figure out where Hu Fang's Void Spirit comes from?"
"Even if we can't clarify the origins of that Void Spirit, we at least need to know whether it poses a threat to us. Otherwise, it's like carrying a ticking time bomb around, which is really unsettling."
"True. If you need any help, just let me know. I'll do everything I can to assist you..."
After they finished speaking, realizing it was getting late, they returned to the hospital room to say goodbye to Li Zhisheng, promising to visit him again soon. They then happened to run into Li Zhisheng's Attending Physician, who informed them about the upcoming arrangements.
He told me that he would arrange for Li Zhisheng's surgery as soon as possible, and if all goes well, it should happen next week. Hearing this, I knew we were even less likely to leave now; after his surgery, he would be unable to move around easily, and someone would definitely need to stay with him.
After listening to the doctor's analysis of Li Zhisheng's condition and the surgical plans, Death Apostle and I left the hospital together.
The journey home was quiet. As soon as we entered the house, we saw that Hu Fang was already awake; she was sitting on the sofa chatting with Yao Long while watching television. When Yao Long saw us return, he waved and said, "You're back just in time! Come quickly and take a look..."
I walked over to the television just as a news report was being broadcasted: "Today, a newly constructed amusement park in our city experienced a major accident. Rides such as roller coasters suddenly collapsed, resulting in over forty deaths and more than sixty injuries; specific casualty numbers are still being tallied. The police are working hard to identify those responsible for the amusement park..."
I glanced at Death Apostle: "You really have a knack for predicting things; you hit the nail on the head this time. Now Yang Master has their hands full. It's probably all due to that Minotaur. It's just tragic for those who lost their lives because of this... sigh." I let out a long sigh; after all, it was me and Li Zhisheng who had provoked that Minotaur and set it loose.
However, returning to the topic, Yang Master was indeed using this amusement park for harmful purposes. With the park's destruction, their plans were likely in ruins as well. I never expected that the Minotaur would possess such destructive power. I wonder where it is now; if it still exists, it could cause great calamity.
Lost in thought, I noticed that Death Apostle seemed to be pondering the same issue. He looked at the television and said, "I estimate they won't allow that Ox-Head to run rampant. Such chaos could incite public panic, which would be detrimental to their intelligence gathering or clue searching. Before Yang Master's so-called higher-ups achieve their goals, I doubt they want to see such a situation unfold. Therefore, I believe Yang Master's people will find a way to clean up the mess."
Hearing Death Apostle's words eased my mind somewhat; at least I knew no more lives would be lost because of this. "Those bastards! If I had enough power, I'd definitely wipe them all out and make them raise Void Spirits!" I exclaimed angrily.
Death Apostle sneered and replied, "Having a sense of justice is good, but you need to see reality clearly. Yang Master's people are spread across various industries and can be found in every corner of the city. If it weren't for this disruption of their plans leading to such a major incident, I wouldn't have dared to go out like this just now. Right now, they're probably pulling everyone back to deal with the aftermath."
Death Apostle spoke with great confidence, as if he had anticipated this outcome all along. It truly echoed the old saying, "Know yourself and know your enemy, and you will never be defeated." I felt immensely relieved that Death Apostle was on our side; if he had continued aiding Yang Master, we might still be in a passive position. Now, while we couldn't turn the tide completely, at least we had gained some time and delayed Yang Master's actions.
As I thought about this, a sense of comfort washed over me. Yet every time I saw those innocent lives lost because of this chaos, an unshakeable gloom settled in my heart.
Though my feelings were heavy at that moment, I didn't show it because I feared it might affect Hu Fang's mood. So I forced a smile and turned to look at her sitting on the sofa. "How are you feeling now? Are you better?"
At that moment, I noticed some color had returned to Hu Fang's face; she was gradually looking more vibrant, though her somber expression remained.
She managed a strained smile in response. "After eating the steak you made and taking a nap, I'm feeling much better. Don't worry; with you all here, I believe I'll be fine." As she spoke, I realized her smile was no longer feigned but genuine—born from her trust in us.
Looking at her strengthened my resolve: "I must ensure nothing happens to Hu Fang; no matter what, I have to find out if there are any hidden dangers surrounding her..."
With that thought in mind, I returned to my room to grab a cigarette and stepped out onto the balcony alone. As I smoked, I gazed up at the vast night sky above me, devoid of any starlight.
"Hu Fang was possessed by a ghost before; she shouldn't have any Void Spirit within her. Unless Yin Li lied to me earlier, there might be another form of Void Spirit... Or perhaps when she was implanted with the Void Spirit, she inadvertently came into contact with something else that allowed another Void Spirit to invade simultaneously. Yin Li mentioned that for mortals to possess a Void Spirit, they must be on the brink of death. Hu Fang told me she lost consciousness when she was implanted with the Void Spirit. This means that during that time was her near-death experience and under certain circumstances entered her body..."
I muttered to myself, constantly pondering my assumptions and considering all the possibilities I knew.
Just as I was lost in thought, I suddenly felt a tap on my shoulder. Then, Hu Fang's voice rang out from behind me, "Are you thinking about me?"
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