"It's best not to know. According to past experience, assuming you are really contaminated, the more you know, the faster you will be contaminated and corrupted."
"All right."
Fang Heng was helpless, nodded, flipped through the past game log, and said: "I flipped through the log, it shouldn't be contaminated."
"Not necessarily. Being contaminated will not trigger game prompts."
Fang Heng squinted his eyes, becoming even more curious about the so-called pollution.
If it were in the past, he would definitely choose to continue investigating with Ruan Ziying.
But it's different now.
The world of high-end games is full of crises.
Or consider self-protection first.
Besides, we only have three days to enter Watts this time, so finding a way to get S-level plants to complete the mission is the key.
"Everyone take a step back. Let's take him to Cole. You also know Cole. He has always been a loner and lives alone in the suburbs. Moreover, he has a strong resistance to pollution. Let your people be there."
Guard outside the Cole home. If it is determined that Fang Heng is really contaminated, you can immediately notify someone to take him away, how about that?"
Shan Fucai frowned.
Ruan Ziying said solemnly: "Fang Heng is very important to our investigation. Once he is sent to prison and the Corruption Arbitration Council takes over, our investigation will only be more troublesome!"
Shan Fu was moved and nodded: "Okay."
Ruan Ziying leaned over and whispered in Fang Heng's ear: "I will take you to a friend of mine. He is a reporter. He has a lot of information. He should also have the plant information you are interested in."
"You go over there and have a rest. I will come to you as soon as I finish handling the matters over there. Don't leave the house before that."
"Um."
Ruan Ziying solemnly reminded: "One more thing, no matter what happens, we must not conflict with local official forces, otherwise we will be very passive."
"good."
…
Half an hour later, Fang Heng was sent to a single-family house on the outskirts of the city.
Still halfway there, five police cars arrived one after another, following closely behind.
The owner of the cabin is named Cole, and he is a senior column editor.
After chatting with Cole for a few words, Ruan Ziying hurriedly left with Shan Fucai, saying that she was going to track down clues about the source of the pollution.
"Oh ho? Are you the one who is suspected of being contaminated? How were you contaminated? It's related to the incident in the villa last night."
Cole, wearing thick glasses, led Fang Heng into the cabin. He looked like a curious baby. He came up to Fang Heng and looked around. Then he ran to the study, took out a pen and paper, and sat on the sofa.
The interview recording began.
Helpless, Fang Heng briefly recounted what he had encountered in the villa before.
After recording the whole thing, Cole licked his lips with unsatisfied content, looked at Fang Heng, and muttered in a low voice, "It's really contradictory. I hope you will be polluted, but I don't want you to be polluted."
Fang Hengxin said, are you afraid you are seriously ill?
He raised his head and glanced out the window again.
While the two were talking, uniformed police officers had already closely monitored the area around the hut.
trouble!
How come I got involved in these inexplicable things without even realizing it!
The game only lasts three days, so don’t delay getting down to business!
Fang Heng scratched his hair and decided to focus on the immediate situation and find a way to complete the task first.
He did not discuss pollution with Karl, but changed the topic and asked: "I heard that you are a friend of Ruan Ziying? A famous newspaper columnist and investigative reporter?"
"Ah, yes, I would have forgotten if you didn't tell me. You should be the friend who inquires about high-level plants and mysterious rituals, right? Just wait."
Cole immediately stood up, hurried to the study, put on another black notebook, and sat solemnly on the sofa opposite Fang Heng.
"I am a very simple person. If you help me, I will help you."
Cole said, opening the notebook and looking at Fang Heng, "Come on, tell me about the ceremony your friend encountered. What is the ceremony specifically like?"
"Um?"
"My guess is, don't doubt the sensitivity of a reporter. Judging from your various statements, you or one of your friends must have participated in a similar ceremony, right? Otherwise, you wouldn't feel this way.
interest."
Cole looked like he had the pearls of wisdom in his hands.
Fang Heng frowned.
"Will you keep it a secret for me?"
"Of course, these are my private records, recorded only with my brain and pen and paper, and I only record events. Any other relevant information is hidden with special symbols. If someone comes to investigate in the future, they will only be able to investigate the circumstances of the event.
.”
Cole stroked his glasses frame as he spoke, and said seriously: "Anyway, this is an exchange of information. You can tell me, what happened to your friend?"
Fang Heng thought for a while, and simply gave a rough description of the vision about the ritual he had seen before, and omitted the part about seeing Xia Xi.
"Well……"
After carefully recording what Fang Heng said, Cole touched his chin, showing an interested look, then stood up and said, "Interesting ceremony, it seems that your friend is also a witness to the ceremony."
"Also? Do you mean there are others who have experienced the ritual?"
"Well, it's my turn to help you next. Come on, follow me."
Fang Heng followed Cole along the stairs to the attic on the third floor of the house.
The attic was very large, more like a garbage dump, filled with old newspapers from various periods and boxes full of large boxes full of documents.
Because there were too many clutter and mess, Fang Heng could only find a place to stay at the door.
"Let me see, let's come one by one. What you want is..."
Fang Heng reminded: "Look for special plants first. Those with higher levels must be at least S-level."
"Oh, yes, yes."
While Cole was rummaging through the trash looking for old newspapers, Fang Heng looked out the window.
I don't know since when, a group of people had gathered outside the window.
Judging by his attire, he doesn't look like a police officer from his native world.
"Ha! Got it!"
Cole found several newspapers from the trash pile, which attracted Fang Heng's attention.
"Come and see this."
Fang Heng took the newspaper and read it.
This was news about ten years ago.
Newspaper reports say that the national scientific research institution has recently successfully developed a new technology, which combines ancient life technology and natural awakening technology, and successfully awakened the singing cedar tree tens of millions of years ago.
This technology is considered a creative and innovative technology. Once mature, humans will be able to copy and resurrect extinct ancient creatures.
However, this technology has been opposed by some partisans, who believe that resurrecting ancient creatures is extremely uncertain and extremely dangerous.
No matter what the two parties in the discussion said, Fang Heng heard one of the reports that the successfully resurrected Fengming fir tree has strong ancient biological vitality and can emit a gentle natural breath, attracting birds to build nests in the trees.