“Judging the entire city…” An Zhe heard Poet muttered. “This is…’

Boss Shaw stared straight ahead. “Judgment Day.”

Five minutes later, a sound came from the communicator. “The execution is allowed.”

“Yes.”

The car turned around and headed in the direction of District 6. Along the way, An Zhe felt that Lu Feng was extraordinarily silent.

Once the entered the road of District 5, a huge armoured vehicle of the city’s defense station was parked in front of them. An ugly ultrasonic instrument was temporarily installed on the roof of the armoured vehicle and they were rescuing the residents of the building. Lu Feng stopped the armoured car and opened the door.

He told them, “I’m going to a meeting to prepare for Judgment Day. You go with the city guards.”

An Zhe could only blindly obey the judge’s order. It wasn’t until he was crammed into an armoured car by the soldiers of the city’s defense station that he suddenly remembered he forgot to return the coat to Lu Feng. Lu Feng hadn’t even asked for them.

It was too late to go out again and find Lu Feng. There was a muffled sound as the compartment of the armoured vehicle closed, the light disappeared and they headed to District 6. In the dark, people were all around him. Poet grabbed his hand tightly while grasping Boss Shaw’s sleeve with the other hand. The carriage swung slightly and in this hot and humid air, there was nowhere to cry.

“Did you hear that?” Poet spoke up. “On this Judgment Day, the expected mortality rate is 60%.”

An Zhe said, “En.”

“I’m a bit scared.” Poet muttered. “Will we live?”

An Zhe didn’t know. He was a bit nervous but it wasn’t because of Judgment Day. It was because of the bug bite. Poet seemed to feel his stiffness and patted him on the back. “Don’t be afraid and go to sleep first.”

An Zhe gentle hummed and closed his eyes. The car shook slightly, letting people easily enter the dream.

The world was darkening and a scene suddenly appeared before his eyes. The earth, the wind, the vague but wide field of view and the strange fluctuations that humans couldn’t see. He was flying, surrounded by the wind, his body very light. Where was he flying to? He saw a fuzzy grey city where the temperature came from—

An Ze woke up with a sharp jolt.

He looked at the darkness in front of him blankly. The scene was just too vague. He didn’t know what it meant. However, he had encountered a similar scene. In the cave of the Abyss, when his mycelium absorbed An Ze’s blood and rooted in An Ze’s internal organs and bones—the human knowledge came to him.