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He didn't know how long he had slept.

When Fang Ze woke up, he had already arrived at the Late-Night Investigation Room.

Inside the Late-Night Investigation Room, everything seemed unchanged... Huh? Why did it seem a bit different?

Fang Ze's gaze landed on the investigation room's seemingly ageless iron door.

That iron door, which Fang Ze had noticed on his first visit to the Late-Night Investigation Room, was nearly two meters tall, dark and heavy, with bizarre patterns carved on it.

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These patterns resembled plant stems, twisted and sprawling over the entire door, extending to the center where they formed a "One".

Previously, Fang Ze had tried many ways to open it.

But whether he used martial skills, his awakening ability, or even obtained new awakening abilities by killing other Awakeners, the door never changed.

Over time, Fang Ze had given up hope on this door.

Now, however, he was surprised to find that the iron door seemed to have undergone some mysterious changes.

The "One" on the door seemed to have brightened a bit.

"What's going on?"

After a thorough inspection, Fang Ze was somewhat astonished.

He couldn't help but ponder if he had done something today that could have triggered the change in the door.

But thinking it over, he felt that today, aside from hurrying along the road, he had done nothing else.

If not him, could it have been someone else?

Thinking this, Fang Ze involuntarily recalled the scene where Miaomiao led hundreds of poor people bowing and praying to him.

He pondered with his head lowered...

He seemed to remember a "colleague" once revealing to him about gaining awakening abilities through faith.

Later, Bai Ling also told him about gaining awakening abilities by worshipping disaster creatures or other awakeners.

But... it seemed that no one had ever mentioned what one gains from being worshipped by others.

Fang Ze blinked reflexively.

He always felt like he had discovered some blind spots.

He planned to note this event down, and then study it in-depth when he went to Emerald City, to see if anyone had researched this pathway of faith...

If being worshipped by thousands could open a new area of the Late-Night Investigation Room, then maybe the arrangements he had with Miaomiao deserved more attention in the future...

Thinking this, Fang Ze snapped back to reality, then took the plant to the desk, holding it patiently as he awaited the results of its "appraisal".

According to the rules of the investigation room, if this plant was a transcendent creature, he would receive relevant information.

If it was a regular plant, he would not receive any information.

Simple and straightforward.

Thus, Fang Ze held it and waited for half a minute.

Just as Fang Ze thought that perhaps this plant was merely a uniquely shaped ordinary plant,

suddenly, some information emerged in his mind.

Fang Ze sorted through this plant's information, then his eyebrows slightly furrowed,

"Muscle Dew Grass"Nôv(el)B\\jnn

"This plant belongs to the perennial herb category. It appears as a small shrub, or has fleshy leaves of a unique shape. It is characterized by rapid growth and infectious taste. When a small piece of meat is thrown in front of the plant, the plant decomposes it and absorbs it."

"Later, when it encounters water, it cracks open, releasing fruit."

"This fruit is fleshy, and its taste and texture match the meat that was fed. However, it also promotes muscle development and enhances strength."

"Side effect: For every additional pound of plant meat consumed, the life of the organism is reduced by one day."

Understanding this plant's description, Fang Ze suddenly realized how that gang raised 200 stout men.

It seems it was all thanks to this extraordinary plant.

Even considering the muscular appearance of that awakener, he probably hadn't eaten this plant sparingly either.

It's not known whether he was unaware of the side effects, or for those who lived on the edge, losing some lifespan was not a big deal.

After all, they indeed never lived to die a natural death...

So sometimes, for those living at the very bottom of society, strength might be more important than lifespan...

Looking at the plant in front of him, Fang Ze hesitated for a moment, deciding to still let One Two Three give it to Miaomiao tomorrow, letting her arrange it as seen fit.

Fang Ze believed that under the care of this kind girl, the plant would definitely be put to good use...

After reviewing tonight's findings, Fang Ze officially began this evening's summoning.

He came to the desk, then tapped lightly with his right index finger on the table.

For a moment, a list of summonable candidates appeared before him, and Fang Ze scrolled continuously until he indeed found Cui Xuemin.

This proved that the foolish act he had committed on the day he received the Late-Night Investigation Room had indeed served a purpose.

Thinking of this, Fang Ze did not instantly summon Cui Xuemin.

He put himself in Cui Xuemin's shoes for a moment, then thought for a while and slightly adjusted the layout of the entire room.

Afterward, he also adjusted his own figure and appearance before finally selecting confirm.....

......

Cui Xuemin felt he was really unlucky.

As the son of the Security Bureau's director, he had a unique intelligence advantage. Through his father, he was very familiar with the operations within the Security Bureau of Emerald City.

Thus, when facing Bai Zhi, his enemy, he was almost brimming with confidence.

After all, this woman was notoriously brainless at the Security Bureau, known only for combat from the Martial Combat school.

If it had been the twisted Gu Qing who came, he might have been a bit careful, or even just run away, but facing Bai Zhi, he felt no pressure whatsoever.

Initially, everything developed just as he had envisaged, and he was even somewhat complacent, feeling he had the entire Special Case Team at his mercy.

Ultimately, however, "One who always shot at geese was finally pecked by one".

He had not anticipated that the lie detection commissioner from the Security Bureau would arrive so quickly, nor did he expect Bai Zhi's strength to be so formidable.

He knew that his father held a very high regard for Bai Zhi's abilities, considering her to be the top expert among the younger generation in the whole state.

But he never thought she would be this powerful.

They were both Fusers after all.

Yet, he found himself without the slightest ability to fight back.

This utter defeat also plunged him into deep fear, engrained in his bones even as he lay unconscious....

....

As he gradually woke from unconsciousness, Cui Xuemin found himself in the basement of a villa on the minus-first floor.

The place where Han Kaiwei had once died.

His hands were already clad in Law Prohibition cuffs, completely disabling his Awakening Ability.

And it didn't stop there; his body had been injected with a muscle relaxant, making it impossible for him to use Martial Skills or even his physical strength. This couldn't help but drive him to despair.

While he was checking his physical condition,

suddenly, the door of the cellar was opened from outside.

A figure that filled him with immense fear walked in: Bai Zhi.

He couldn't help but try to move his nearly powerless body to back away, trying to put more distance between himself and Bai Zhi.

But at that moment, Bai Zhi just coldly looked at him and then said, "Awake now? Then let's talk."

Cui Xuemin looked at her, and though he was terrified, his loyalty to the organization still made him unwilling to speak.

But Bai Zhi didn't mind his silence and instead directly asked, "How many members does your organization have? What are their ranks?"

Maybe because Bai Zhi's question was so direct, Cui Xuemin couldn't help but stammer for a moment before beginning to ponder.

How many members in the organization?

Truthfully, he didn't really know, as he hadn't interacted with that many.

Although his position in the organization wasn't low, it wasn't high either.

He was just the person in charge of the organization in Emerald City. Above him was a Saint.

And from some of the information accidentally revealed by that Saint, he estimated that the entire formal membership of the organization should at least be between one and two thousand, all trained Awakeners.

As for the periphery members, there were even more, estimated to be tens of thousands, with just a few thousand in Xida State under his control.

Most of these members were hidden in the low-income areas of the various smaller cities of Xida State, making them extremely difficult to investigate.

Moreover, for secrecy, only the formal members were fortunate enough to know the true name of the organization.

The other periphery members only received a vest name for the organization and could receive orders and requests only from their superiors. (Mentioned in Chapter 28)

Though he thought so much, it was only because under Bai Zhi's intimidation, Cui Xuemin's mind couldn't help but wander chaotically.

Actually, he hadn't said a word.

And at this moment......

Struck by a sudden idea, Fang Ze had disguised the investigation room as a dungeon and transformed his own shape and clothes to resemble Bai Zhi, and was now contemplating as he listened to Cui Xuemin's inner voice.....

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