Calamity of Tomorrow-Chapter 512 - 511 Aftertone2

In the following days, Yan Shan no longer participated in anything related to 1029, nor was he disturbed by anyone because of it.

Zhou Bai and Qiu Xingze did not come over again, but Meng Ruocun came every day to bring him food and chat.

Yan Shan felt weary in his heart, simply wanting to go back and resign himself to an idle existence, while Meng Ruocun sought to cling to their relationship. Their relationship quickly warmed up, and Yan Shan even felt an impulse to simply marry Meng Ruocun and return to a peaceful life with children.

That day at noon, Yan Shan was sitting on the hospital bed eating when Meng Ruocun, sitting beside him, asked, "You're going back tomorrow?"

Yan Shan nodded and said to Meng Ruocun, "Yeah, you should come back with me."

Meng Ruocun was delighted and nodded happily.

In Meng Ruocun's eyes, Yan Shan's background, cultivation, and personality were all very good, nothing like the playboy depicted in the rumors.

Initially, she approached him with ulterior motives, but now she really saw him as a good friend and felt they could have a long-term relationship.

As they ate and talked, Yan Shan entertained Meng Ruocun with some interesting secrets from the Heavenly Court, occasionally bursting into laughter.

A moment later, as footsteps approached from outside the door, both turned their heads toward the entrance.

They then saw a staff member of the Plague Department walk in and say to Yan Shan, "Young Master Yan Shan, Lord Yan Zhen wishes to speak with you."

With that, he activated a communication Array Stone, starting up the hospital's communication array, and a hazy figure appeared before them.

"You're coming back? Not investigating anymore?"

Yan Shan's gaze sharpened slightly, and after taking a deep breath he said, "Yes, Father, I know what you want. After I return, I will cultivate diligently. Don't worry, I won't let you down."

"Worthless," the figure huffed, "…I understand. Then come back."

Watching the image disappear and the staff member nod and leave, Yan Shan breathed a sigh of relief. "There shouldn't be a problem. Once I'm back in Central City, I should have at least 10 years of peace."

"No matter how powerful 1029 is, it can't possibly cause trouble in Central City where so many immortals and gods reside, right?"

Meng Ruocun, curiously watching Yan Shan, said, "Are you okay? You just seemed so tense."

Yan Shan replied, "It's nothing, Father is probably just dissatisfied with me giving up the investigation."

Meng Ruocun added, "After all, he is your father. He will ultimately support you."

Yan Shan smiled bitterly, "Yeah."

But having received Lord Yan Zhen's approval, Yan Shan felt like a huge weight was lifted off his chest. "That settles it."

The next morning, Yan Shan packed up early, ready to leave Donghua.

"I've arranged to meet Meng Ruocun, Qiu Xingze, and the others at the south gate of the station, but it's still a bit early."

Yan Shan had hardly slept the night before, his mind filled with all sorts of chaotic thoughts, just hoping to get back to Central City quickly and away from all those twisted, evil things.

Getting up early, he decided to go see Zhou Bai.

After thinking it over, Yan Shan headed out towards Zhou Bai's quarters, still remembering his forlorn and helpless appearance from the day before.

He knocked on the door, and Zhou Bai opened it, looking surprised, "Why have you come? "

Yan Shan said, "I'm heading back to Central City."

Zhou Bai nodded silently.

Yan Shan offered comfort, "If you need help, you can turn to Qiu Xingze. I'll mention it to him to take good care of you. Don't worry, the Plague Department has sent over more experts. It will be alright."

Zhou Bai nodded blankly, sighed, and said, "I hope so."

Suddenly, Yan Shan sniffed, frowning, "What's that smell?"

Zhou Bai looked puzzled, "A smell?"

Yan Shan sniffed again, "Yes, it smells like…"

His gaze suddenly sharpened, staring intently at the innocent-faced Zhou Bai before him.

His feet trembled slightly, his hands slowly clenched, and his heartbeat gradually quickened.

Zhou Bai smiled, "What's wrong?"

"Nothing… Nothing," Yan Shan awkwardly smiled, "I've made arrangements with Meng Ruocun and the others so I should be going."

As Yan Shan turned to leave, a hand suddenly patted his shoulder, causing him to shudder violently.

"You okay?" Zhou Bai asked curiously, "You seem a bit tense?"

Yan Shan shook his head, "No, I'm fine. When you come to Central City later… I'll treat you…"

With that, Yan Shan quickly walked away.

Zhou Bai suddenly asked, "Right, I am a victim here, maybe he will come after me next."

"Will the Plague Department send someone to protect me?"

"I'll apply for it," Yan Shan turned and smiled, then left.

Zhou Bai looked at the panel, no messages popped up.

Zhou Bai said, "Shall we go have breakfast together?"

Yan Shan replied, "No thanks, I'm in a hurry."

Zhou Bai: "Well then, I'll just eat cookies in the dorm room."

Yan Shan Intelligence -5

As Yan Shan left, a succession of images flashed through his mind.

"That smell... it's the disinfectant from the Plague Department Laboratory... and there's also the faint scent of Guihai Heisha..."

"... All the missing research equipment had this scent on it..."

"... Zhou Bai clearly said he no longer had Guihai Heisha..."

"... And there were the emotional changes yesterday..."

Thinking of the emotional changes, the desperate, numb face of the true Plague Master suddenly appeared in Yan Shan's mind.

He hurried down the stairs, and before leaving the floor, he instinctively looked back only to see that Zhou Bai, who had just been standing at the door, had now vanished without a trace.

A sense of tightness gripped Yan Shan's heart, and he quickened his pace toward the downstairs.

But just as he had crossed one floor, loud and rapid footsteps echoed from above, like a downpour, swiftly approaching him.

'Is he chasing after me?'

Yan Shan suddenly burst forth with his Primordial Spirit power in a sprint, but the footsteps behind him clung to him like an invisible ghost, getting closer and closer.

Bang!

The dorm building's main door was violently pushed open by Yan Shan. Two students entering looked at him with odd expressions as Yan Shan, his face covered in sweat, looked back with immense nervousness.

"What the hell?"

"Are you okay?"

Yan Shan shook his head at the two: "I'm fine, no issues." He glanced back to see a strange young man running down, who nodded at them and left.

Relieved at this sight, Yan Shan secretly thought, 'I must go to the office of the Plague Department; I must alert them...'

He had only taken a few steps when he suddenly stopped.

"This won't work... Donghua City can't stop him." Fear welled up in Yan Shan's heart as the scenes of countless monks queuing up to take their own lives, the last ghastly, despairing face of the Plague Master, and the oncoming tide of black mire... those horrific scenes kept playing before his eyes.

"If it really is him..."

"Then telling the people here is useless. If his power is triggered, it'll only create an even more terrifying distortion... I must leave here, I must return to Central City to report to the Plague Department."

He abruptly turned and increased his pace, leaving behind trails of afterimages as he sprinted toward the direction of the station.

As he ran, Yan Shan felt the air around him grow increasingly turbid, and the surrounding light slightly dimmed.

A strange, evil sensation kept rising in Yan Shan's heart.

Students he passed seemed to be surreptitiously observing him.

Several schoolworkers nearby whispered as they watched him.

Behind the windows of the buildings, a pale girl stared at him, her eyes filled with resentment.

'This is not right... All these people are so abnormal... Has his power already touched this wide a range?'

Yan Shan felt panicked: "Has he discovered me?"

"Are they monitoring me?"

"I can't let them see where I'm going."

He sped up even more, dodging the odd crowds and choosing deserted alleys and small streets.

He was about to emerge from a deserted alley a few hundred meters away from the station, where he could see Meng Ruocun and Qiu Xingze, who had come to see him off.

"At last."

Yan Shan breathed a sigh of relief, but in the next moment, a figure slowly walked out in front of the deserted alley, blocking his path.

"Zhou... Bai..."

Yan Shan looked at him fearfully, only to see Zhou Bai speaking calmly, "I've been discovered, huh."

Yan Shan forced a smile: "What are you talking about?"

Zhou Bai also started to smile, but with his smile, it seemed as though countless tendrils of black mire were churning within his shadow, filling Yan Shan with an immense fear from the depths of his heart.

"Stay."

Boom! Yan Shan burst out in a rush, his mouth wide open as if trying to shout something.

But at the same time, countless black impurities had already entwined around his body, surged into his mouth, and completely enveloped him from head to toe, slowly dragging him into the darkness.

Yan Shan's eyes were fixed on the exit, but as the black mire spread, covering his eyes, he completely lost his sense of the outside world.

...

Meng Ruocun suddenly turned around and looked towards an intersection on the street, confused: "Did someone call us?"

"I didn't hear anything." Qiu Xingze checked the time: "Why hasn't Yan Shan arrived yet?"

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