Transforming Succubus: Almost Doomsday

Zhou Baiyu understood, the president had already explained everything he could.

If he wanted to know more, he feared he might have to find Sister Lin and pay for the information.

However, he always felt that various "walkers" seemed to be included under the broad category of "pioneers." The naming of these "walkers" might itself contain some kind of secret.

Of course, the term different walker seemed to be different.

In Sister Lin's explanation, different walkers were like a branch independent of the pioneers.

He suddenly became very curious—what were the other Mutators like?

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The exploration soon came to an end.

Since this was after all the real world, even though outrageous things had happened, they wouldn't be too extreme.

Zhou Baiyu quickly arrived at the twenty-fifth floor.

On this floor, Guang Tongchen tried to speak with Zhou Baiyu...

But Zhou Baiyu couldn't hear him.

"Zhou Baiyu, what's going on? There's nothing visible on the thermal imaging of this floor. If you hear me, please respond! If you hear me, please respond!"

Zhou Baiyu did not respond.

Guang Tongchen felt as if something was blocking the equipment's scanning and exploration.

"Zhou Baiyu! Zhou Baiyu! Can you hear me? Damn it!"

Guang Tongchen decisively called the attendant to inform him of the situation and then prepared to start planning a rescue.

On Duan Kun's end, he made some discoveries in the old building, and it would take a while for him to get here. The steadiest approach was to use the attendant's unique trait—"Unaware of oneself as a guest in dreams"—to create a plan.

But given the special circumstances, Guang Tongchen decisively sprinted towards the opposite building.

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Kunlun Building's twenty-fifth floor.

In this level, in a room used for periodic video sessions, there were many tables and a lecturer's podium.

This was the level where the mutual aid society was located.

The so-called mutual aid society was a group of people sharing their sufferings here, helping themselves through the experiences of others who had endured hardships.

There were many such mutual aid societies, with Alcoholics Anonymous being the most common.

Of course, there were also groups for drug rehabilitation, though very few could rely solely on their willpower to overcome addiction.

And the twenty-fifth floor of Kunlun Building housed a widower's support group.

Simply put, it was where people who had lost spouses gathered to talk about the difficulties of life without their other halves.

Most of the mutual aid society's participants were foreigners living in Linxiang City, both men and women.

There were women who had lost husbands, men who had lost husbands, women who had lost wives, and some who were unsure whether they were the husband or the wife.

Of course, most were normal.

Dick was also normal, yet at this moment, he was bound in a certain position by a bunch of strange "whips."

The size of his certain organ was probably the most normal, after Zhou Baiyu and another woman.

But within the twenty-fifth-floor building, Zhou Baiyu only glanced at Dick and, being convinced that this person might be related to the source of infection, did not spare him another look.

Zhou Baiyu's gaze was on the woman.

"Why are you here?"

"You would indeed come here."

The woman capable of diverting Zhou Baiyu's attention was none other than "the source" that the attendant believed in—

Zhang Haoyun.

In that instant, many thoughts flashed through Zhou Baiyu's mind.

A suspect believed to be the source of infection had appeared at the crime scene, which seemed as though the mastermind was inspecting their handiwork.

And this blonde-haired, blue-eyed man seemed like a "prototype."

Zhou Baiyu had been eager to meet Zhang Haoyun.

Ever since she woke up, he had been very worried.

He was afraid it would turn into one of those scenarios where after parting ways, it would be difficult to meet again. Thankfully, at this moment, he unexpectedly met Zhang Haoyun.

Zhou Baiyu noticed one thing—

The president's voice had disappeared.

After corruption descended upon humanity, technology, various equipment, and tools were slowly blocked by strange rules, and the world seemed to have shifted from a technological one to a magical one.

These were the attendant Jiang Xianwu's memories.

In the Advanced World, when humanity faced the descent of corruption, they thought they could triumph with their civilization, but they certainly hadn't anticipated... that the very things they continuously worked to advance would be negated by strange rules.

It was after that, Dr. A decided to use corruption to fight corruption, searching for a new "science."

And Bai Ye, who believed that humanity could rise again, took his daughter and wife to the shelter, ready to seek a scientific method to defeat corruption.

Zhou Baiyu wondered if perhaps Zhang Haoyun now possessed the ability to enforce these blocking rules?

It must be so, otherwise why would the president remain silent the whole time?

Clearly, the targets on this level were more special than on the others.

"Zhang Haoyun, why are you here? Answer me."

Zhou Baiyu asked the question once again.

"Because I knew you would come here, I've always been wondering, who exactly is Zhou Baiyu, why do I have a senseless fondness for you."

Zhang Haoyun's expression was very calm, yet there was a hint of joy in her eyes at the sight of Zhou Baiyu.

However, Zhou Baiyu was worried that the strange events in Linxiang City were indeed related to Zhang Haoyun.

"I can't tell you who I am, but like you, I'm not an ordinary person either."

Zhang Haoyun suddenly remembered Zhou Baiyu's shout—we're all monsters now, no one is more noble than the other.

Her eyes softened even more.

Zhou Baiyu, noticing this change in expression, tentatively asked:

"Did you come here to help me, knowing I might face danger? So you came here ahead of time?"