Chapter 78: The Gazing Eyes

This was the instrument's hidden flaw.

It was even more terrifying than Xu Ming imagined.

Patients who had used the instrument didn't become someone else—they were no longer human at all!

Thus, the term "Possession Syndrome" officially entered the world's history, dragging it into calamity and suffering.

When Wu Xian woke up.

The world had already been fighting demons for years.

Wu Xian shook his head slightly and followed Xu Ming and the others, walking on foot toward the two giant gates.

After entering the restroom, Wu Xian first checked it thoroughly, confirmed no one was inside and no surveillance cameras existed, then found a stall and squatted down.

"You just cured Possession Syndrome—you must be starving. Let me take you for a feast, then introduce you to the Leader. Such good news must be reported to him."

Even after finishing his business, Wu Xian still hadn't fully figured things out; he stood up, pulled up his pants, and fastened his belt.

"It's fine—can I use the restroom first?"

A massive, intricately crafted crystal chandelier, leather sofas adorned with gold, a carpet that looked plain at first glance but revealed beautiful patterns upon closer inspection.

Now that Wu Xian had defeated Possession Syndrome, to Xu Ming and the others, this was a tremendous piece of good news!

After hearing Xu Ming's story.

Roughly estimated, it was at least several hundred meters tall, towering into the heavens—even too large for Godzilla.

Suddenly, his scalp prickled!

Xu Ming deeply felt he had committed a grave mistake, so he devoted himself to researching how to treat Possession Syndrome; Wu Xian, who exhibited symptoms of Possession Syndrome but had not yet been possessed, was sent here for study.

He didn't refuse, and followed Xu Ming to the laboratory.

Xu Ming received a phone call and apologized slightly to Wu Xian.

Just as they stepped outside.

On either side of the gate were carved images of Cui Fu Jun; unlike the statues, the gate's Cui Fu Jun was dignified and solemn, radiating divine aura—the gate was slightly ajar, revealing a crack whose interior showed the scene of the Thirty-Three Li Hen Tian.

Today's three chapters are done; tomorrow will be three chapters too, and the day after that as well. I'll do my best to keep the three-chapter schedule going.

When he looked up again, he saw a massive gate.

Everything Xu Ming said was nonsense!

"Let's not talk about these annoying things anymore."

Xu Ming had someone lead Wu Xian to the restroom, stayed by the door, and Wu Xian walked in alone.

Wu Xian began to reflect on what had happened since he stepped out of the endless corridor.

But now, Wu Xian had become the center of attention.

This kind of upscale place, a miserable third-rate detective like Wu Xian had only ever seen on TV.

Xu Ming sighed helplessly.

The first floor of the building was a lobby for guests to rest and wait.

Xu Ming walked over and acted as Wu Xian's tour guide.

They walked at a leisurely pace for a long while before reaching the foot of the gilded, magnificent building.

This building was the Leader's residence and also the finest restaurant in the world; behind the building was a square, and at the other end of the square stood the gate leading out of this blessed land.

"If you're human, why associate with them? Don't you know they're all demons wearing human skins?"

The streets were crowded, but everyone's gaze at Wu Xian was strange—some hostile, some scrutinizing, others tinged with pity and longing.

First.

Wu Xian had known the exit gate from the blessed land would be conspicuous, but he hadn't expected it to be this conspicuous—he couldn't help muttering a complaint.

But Possession Syndrome was probably real; the world had indeed just undergone some major upheaval; and those people's gazes at him…

Wu Xian widened his eyes.

The gate was so enormous that Wu Xian wasn't sure whether it could even be called a gate.

"I'm sorry, but you'll have to wait a little longer. The Leader wants to have dinner with you—he'll be here shortly."

While squatting.

Knowing there was risk, why wasn't the door locked, allowing Wu Xian to simply push it open and walk out?

Wu Xian felt uncomfortable under their stares and glared back at each one; most people avoided his gaze, but a few stared right back.

Xu Ming raised his finger toward the two giant gates: "Of course, near the Gate of Miracles—there's the Leader's residence and the world's most luxurious restaurant."

Wu Xian jumped in surprise, his face flushing red as he snapped: "Are you human or ghost?"

"Please don't mind everyone's stares. Since Possession Syndrome appeared, everyone has been suspicious of each other. If no good news comes soon, their minds will collapse. We hope your appearance will be the cure to heal the world's troubled souls."

Wu Xian genuinely needed to use the restroom; Xianwei City was a mental world, and the endless corridor had no restrooms—until now, Wu Xian had never once relieved himself in this blessed land.

He looked up—and saw a pair of eyes staring straight at him!

The eyes belonged to a disheveled man; the ventilation duct above the restroom had been opened, and the man had stuck half his head out, intently observing Wu Xian.

The world's mysteries were too numerous to count.

He first saw twenty armed soldiers standing before the gate; if Wu Xian had just pretended to be successfully possessed by a demon, he would have been shot full of holes the moment he stepped out. Notably, the guns they carried looked strange.

Wu Xian's stomach growled at the perfect moment: "Then where are we eating?"

Wu Xian paused: "Of course I'm human!"

The logical holes were so numerous Wu Xian didn't even bother refuting them—would the first person cured of a disease threatening global security be taken out for a feast immediately after being healed?

All eyes were fixed on Wu Xian; these gazes were far more direct than those of the passersby outside, making Wu Xian deeply uncomfortable.

"This is truly… magnificent."

The most frequently seen figure was a disheveled man, but he was too far away for Wu Xian to make out his name.

"Yeah, isn't it magnificent?"

"This door only appeared after the Body-Snatching Syndrome ran rampant. Every time it opens even a crack, humanity's situation improves a little. That's why we call it the 'Door of Miracles.'"

Wu Xian shrugged.

Everyone, don't complain it's too little.

On the way, Wu Xian also noticed that many wanted posters were plastered on the walls.

Xu Ming shook his head: "That person was very mysterious. When he met me, he only had a candle lit, so I couldn't see his face at all. He called himself 'the Sower of Seeds.' After the equipment research succeeded, I never saw him again."

Wu Xian likes the toilet at home, but when he's out, he still prefers to use a squatting pit.

That person retorted to Wu Xian: "Are you a person or a ghost?"

He curiously asked Xu Ming: "The one who commissioned you to invent the device — what kind of person was he?"

Wu Xian made no comment.

The moment he stepped into the great hall, Wu Xian was blinded.

Does the giant snake Wu Xian crawled out of look like it's curing a disease?

The male and female servers all wore red vests, with white smiling-face masks on their faces. The guests were all immaculately dressed — the gentlemen in crisp suits, the ladies with graceful figures, adorned with glittering, gorgeous ornaments…

This kind of novel really isn't easy to write. Six thousand characters a day is already my limit; any more and there really wouldn't be a shred of quality.

I originally planned to do five updates today, but after thinking it over carefully, if I do five updates today, the chapters over the next few days would really be too rushed. I need to think it through properly before putting pen to paper.

(End of Chapter)