192: Night Watch in action!

In an unknown corner of the primeval forest in Anta County.

The followers of Whisper were staying in a snow cave.

The common area of the snow cave was large enough to accommodate five or six people, and around the space, there were several passages, each leading to a space, serving as individual bedrooms for each follower.

Although the temperature on the surface was very cold, the temperature in the space under the snow was very stable.

Second Seat looked at the ancient altar in the middle of the common area, a hint of disgust appearing on his face.

“Seriously, I don’t know how much Mental Energy this cursed thing still needs to be filled.

I’m really fed up with this boring life.”

“Heh heh, Second Seat, if you’re bored, why don’t you come to my room for some fun?”

Seventh Seat was wrapped in a large red cheongsam, outlining a perfect curve.

“Forget it, forget it,” Second Seat glanced at Seventh Seat; although he admitted that she was indeed very alluring, if something happened between them, he would probably lose half his life, “This, I can handle myself.”

“Tsk, what a spineless coward.”

Seventh Seat looked at Second Seat with disdain, then shifted her gaze to Third Seat.

“Hey, what about you? Want to do something intimate with me?”

Third Seat took his hand off the altar; having just finished outputting Mental Energy, dark circles had already formed thickly around his eyes.

“First Seat has already gone to pick up Qian Mo and Yue Huai. Aren’t you afraid of them walking in on us?”

“Heh heh heh!”

After hearing his words, Seventh Seat laughed, swaying like a branch in the wind, “What’s there to be afraid of? If those two adults are also interested, we can all join in; the more the merrier.”

Third Seat felt a headache coming on. The more the merrier, you big ghost, can this matter be described as merry?

“I advise you to restrain yourself. Yue Huai takes this matter very seriously.

If anything goes wrong, you know the consequences,” Third Seat said.

“You two are so boring. Sigh, I wonder where Ninth Seat ran off to; I haven’t seen him in a long time,” Seventh Seat sighed, resting her chin on her hand.

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Anta County, Forest Bureau.

Li De Yang was frowning, staring at the map of the primeval forest on the wall.

Chen Han glanced at Li De Yang and said helplessly, “Uncle Li, I know you’re anxious, but we really can’t help beyond contacting the Headquarters.”

Li De Yang just hummed in response. How could he not know that his Realm was too low to be of help?

But thinking that the city he had been stationed in for over a decade now needed a group of children to stand in front of him, an inexplicable sense of guilt arose in his heart.

Just then, Chen Han suddenly exclaimed.

“Uncle Li, they sent a message back!”

Li De Yang heard Chen Han’s words and immediately looked towards the door, only to see several mice continuously circling at the entrance.

The two hurried out the door. When the mice saw them come out, they immediately ran to the snow on the ground near the door and dug away the snow with their claws, leaving behind traces.

The traces were crooked and shallow, but they formed a line of text.

【SOS, the Ancient God Church has also arrived】

Just a few short words, but they made Li De Yang and Chen Han’s eyes widen.

What’s going on?

Why have all these extremist cultists run to Anta County?

One Song Zhong and hundreds of New Ancient God Church followers were already troublesome enough; now the Ancient God Church is also getting involved?

The current situation can already be upgraded to a Level One alert, right?

Beyond a Level One alert, in Li De Yang’s impression, there was only the Cangnan God War that had occurred before.

“Chen Han, immediately report the situation. We need a special squad, no, we need the support of Human Ceilings.”

Li De Yang made a decisive decision. In this situation, without Human Ceilings, it definitely couldn’t be resolved.

Although he had heard that the Gods of Great Xia had already revived, those Gods were too illusory after all, and relying on them to act was too low a probability.

Chen Han’s movements were swift. He immediately returned to the room and took out an old black radio.

It looked like something from an anti-Japanese war drama, but this thing was actually a modified Forbidden Item, part of the Night Watcher’s exclusive communication line.

Chen Han was very nervous. After quickly composing the message, he sent the information to the Shangjing Headquarters.

After doing all this, he leaned back in his chair, looking at his trembling hands, an inexplicable excitement rising in his heart.

Chen Han, like other Night Watchers, initially had grand ideals and ambitions.

But when he learned that he was about to be assigned to Anta County after graduating from the Training Camp, his dream was shattered.

His dream was to make a name for himself in big cities like Shangjing and Guangzhou-Shenzhen, but fate played a trick on him and sent him to Anta County.

What could he do here?

A small county town with a population of less than two hundred thousand, how many Mysterious incidents could there be in a year?

After arriving here, Chen Han’s sense of loss became increasingly severe.

Because he found that besides completing data organization every day, he was constantly patrolling, patrolling, and more patrolling.

His dream of Night Watcher work wasn’t like this, but reality slapped him hard.

So Chen Han had always wanted to leave here and pursue the Night Watcher life he dreamed of.

But now, Chen Han’s thoughts had changed. He had a premonition that he was about to witness or experience a major event.

Perhaps not as thrilling as the Cangnan God War, but it would definitely be a major event of historical significance for the Night Watchers.

The largest cult organization within Great Xia, the Ancient God Church, had all gathered in Anta County.

Just thinking about it made Chen Han incredibly excited.

“Uncle Li, do you think we’ll see important figures this time?”

“Important figures? That’s for sure,” Li De Yang certainly knew what Chen Han was thinking, “But I just hope there aren’t too many casualties this time.”

Shangjing, Night Watcher Headquarters.

Zuo Qing rushed in with a document, not even knocking, directly barging into Ye Fan’s office.

Ye Fan was a little surprised, but for Zuo Qing to be so flustered, it must be a big deal.

“What’s wrong?” Ye Fan asked.

“Anta County… something big has happened!”

Zuo Qing placed the document on Ye Fan’s desk and said, “Everyone from the Ancient God Church has gone to Anta County.”

Ye Fan frowned. The content of the document wasn’t much; he just glanced at it and knew the whole story.

“Now, which special squads and Human Ceilings can be mobilized?” Ye Fan asked.

“Mask Squad, Zhou Ping, and Fuzi! The rest are currently unavailable,” Zuo Qing said.

“I understand. Notify them to rush to Anta County immediately, then notify the higher-ups to each draw out one-fifth of their Night Watcher teams. This time, I will personally lead the team to Anta County.”