Apocalypse Forecast

Chapter 914 - 729: Sleepless

In the deep night before the sun rises.

In the silent command center, line by line of text appeared on the screen in front of Ai Qing as she tapped on the keyboard.

[...After consolidating intelligence from various departments for comprehensive analysis, Hell forces are suspected behind God City Future, with unclear intentions. It’s recommended to elevate the threat level.

Current suspect targets: Corpse Workshop, Human Exhibition Bureau, Tomb of the Homeless, Ranch Owner, Withered King...

The state of Tanbo Inner Circle is temporarily stable, signs of unrest continue to emerge, predicting potential chaos in the future. It still requires close observation during the Order of Nothingness period... involved in the Five Constants temporary meeting period...]

When writing about the temporary meeting of the Five Constants, Ai Qing’s fingers paused, hesitating whether to delete this line.

According to internal messages, the proposal and purpose of this internal meeting by the Jurisdiction Bureau are too severe. If Tanbo Inner Circle’s transformation is linked, the situation might further complicate.

After brief contemplation, the report writing continued.

Finally, it halted at the last line.

[Extremely Confidential Target · No. S09...]

In the silence, Ai Qing’s fingers hovered over the case, paused for a long time, and finally, firmly and slowly wrote down the conclusion: [No trace].

Just like that, she pressed the send button.

With a click, a soft sound came from the table.

The counter’s value changed.

— [7]

Ai Qing sighed silently, closing her eyes tiredly.

This time, everyone was even...

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In the middle of the night, in the hospital, Huai Shi inexplicably woke up from a dream.

To say that waking up itself is already problematic because nothing should affect a Soloist’s sleep quality, making his soul spontaneously wake from slumber rather than due to a stress response, requires some kind of change that triggers the Stigma and perception, naturally opening his eyes, and then...

He saw those pitch-black eyes.

So close, almost within reach!

"Did you miss me?"

She smiled and greeted softly.

Huai Shi froze in place, almost screaming.

Ghost!

Soon, he realized: Oh, it’s Tong Ji, then it’s fine...

Huai Shi numbly rubbed his face, unable to figure out why she woke him up, only capable of sighing helplessly: "Why are you floating in the air? Trying to scare me?"

"So calm? Waking up to see your big sister’s face, shouldn’t you be blushing and your heart beating? Quite disappointing."

Tong Ji glanced down, smiled slightly, "Moreover, I’m not floating, I’m standing quite well, just a little closer."

Huai Shi looked along her gaze, encountering an obstacle, then turned around, finally seeing...to an extent, she was indeed standing, right on the wall next to him.

Almost behaving like there’s no Earth’s core gravity, not even a strand of hair floating down, the skirt behaved, staying where it should be.

How was this possible?

He was dumbfounded.

But to avoid her throwing out some bizarre setting to strike him again, he could only act as if accustomed, placing his body back in the original position, face to face, eye to eye, and then seriously asked:

"What’s the matter?"

"Hmm? Can’t I come to see you when there’s nothing?" Tong Ji’s expression turned forlorn: "I just wanted someone to talk to, why so dismissive?"

Huh, women.

Huai Shi remained unmoved, even had the leisure to glance at the account balance.

His money was still there!

Huai Shi suddenly became increasingly bewildered, incredulous.

It’s like the sun rises in the west, as if the world suddenly became surreal—Tong Ji didn’t snatch money?

He was stunned for quite a long time, anxiously looking at the woman in front of him, full of concern: "Are you...okay?"

"I’m great, couldn’t be better. Even gained 200 grams, sigh, should drink less milk tea." After speaking, she brought the milk tea to her lips, took a few sips, and handed it over:

"Want some?"

Huai Shi twitched his eye corners slightly, about to refuse when he heard her exclaim: "Speaking of which, didn’t you feel anything wrong?"

"Hmm?" Huai Shi was puzzled.

Tong Ji shrugged, stepped back, hmm, floated up a little, giving Huai Shi some breathing space: "You might have misunderstood, though it coincidentally occurred when I arrived, actually, I didn’t wake you."

She regretfully glanced at Huai Shi’s phone: "Before I could make a move, you were already awake."

"Hmm?"

Huai Shi frowned, raised his hand, and flipped out the Book of Fate, quickly reviewing the experiences these days, eyebrows furrowing deeper.

Something feels off...but he couldn’t pinpoint what.

Pages in the Book of Fate were disjointed, memories seemed altered, forcibly pieced together—the originally coherent events became scattered.

Moreover, some details were different, wasn’t he still orchestrating Chiba Ryouni to compete with Tobio for influence, stirring chaos among the Five Constants tycoons? How did it suddenly...

The handwriting in the Book of Fate suddenly blurred, then swiftly revealed chunks of blacked-out, revised content, as if Huai Shi was struck by lightning.

Those vague memories quickly transformed, soon contracting from a fleeting state into the current image, making him break into a cold sweat.