I Am Your Natural Enemy

In places where most people can’t see or know, several factions are already engaged in games, or rather, confrontations.

On the high seas, an incoming fleet approaching Nanyang floored the accelerator, speeding away swiftly.

Over in Europa, a sect that was acting as a vanguard yesterday, claiming to expel evil in Nanyang, is still shouting about expelling evil today, but has added a lot of explanations.

They clarified that the evil they refer to are those who have turned into demons, those who are already dead, or those who escaped misfortune by sheer luck.

There’s a misunderstanding among everyone; the evil they speak of are not those pitiful Lost Souls.

According to their doctrine, those who have died are the ones with the gravest sins and should fall into hell.

Inside a temple devoted to a certain Deity, its Pope knelt on the ground, crying bitterly, telling believers about the overly tragic events in the East, turning into a hell on earth hidden by prosperity, which even their God couldn’t bear to witness and thus turned His head away.

Of course, those who should know do know what’s going on, but no one speaks out, seeing it as saving face.

The matter in Nanyang, with today’s speed of information dissemination, is impossible to cover up entirely.

In Europa, there erupted an unprecedented level of efficiency, for while Wen Yan was resting against the Stele, regaining energy, Europa had, upon a tip-off from an insider, launched a heavy-handed action, capturing several individuals hidden within Europa related to these incidents.

The conflict between the two sides was intense, with several of those arrested fiercely resisting, emptying their magazines.

Then some individuals were swiftly put on a plane and sent to Nanyang.

Because as dawn broke over Tiandu, the innumerable Lost Souls gathered in Nanyang were still present.

If that was all, it would be fine, but those Lost Souls were burning flames, and had Yang Energy, causing many to be terrified.

This indicates that many theoretically effective things against Lost Souls are completely ineffective against those countless Lost Souls.

When the fact that life is singular suddenly confronted everyone, some began to fear.

When fear arose, it burst forth with efficiency shocking even the Scorching Sun Department.

Sitting in different seats indeed results in completely different perspectives.

Among the ordinary citizens of the Nanyang Union, some are boasting that they saw countless Lost Souls rushing past yesterday, and not only did they not wet their pants, but even had an urge to follow; unfortunately, when they reached out, the souls ignored them.

All ordinary people generally hold a very simple moral value, and even when frightened by these events, they still curse those damned things when dining with their families, saying they deserved to die.

These ordinary people, entirely unrelated to the tragedies and completely unaware from the start, upon knowing they aren’t the target, feel no significant psychological pressure.

The next morning, they get up, have breakfast at the local street vendor, and everyone discusses the matter, yet it doesn’t delay them from continuing their lives.

But for some in higher circles, those controlling resources and capital, their thoughts are entirely different.

They don’t think about how they have done nothing wrong in life and thus aren’t afraid of ghosts knocking at midnight.

The first thing they do is immerse themselves, considering how they would act in such circumstances.

What powers, what methods need to be used to survive an attack of this magnitude, and even counterattack and destroy those Lost Souls.

When some people use their resources to find some professionals, they generally receive responses like "at least at this stage, we are powerless," or simply "what debt must I owe you to even consider going to hell on your behalf."

Thus, a consensus, with stunning rapidity, swept across the world in just a few short hours.

A certain member of the Nanyang Union, who was exuberant last month, had all today’s news ignoring the rush of the Divine Land Fleet, with only very few mentioning it; even then, they do not mention the fleet but only talk about contributions to regional stability and peace.

Whoever it may be, even over in Europa, small sects or cults that usually act out to find a sense of presence wisely shut their mouths, knowing better than to say anything discordant.

Correctness has been maxed out.

Yet Wen Yan, sleeping soundly against the Black Stone Tablet, found his breathing Power gradually increasing, and rings of light began to emerge from the Black Stone Tablet.

This indicates that the scope of the Enforcer profession is rapidly expanding.

Consensus began to gain official acknowledgment from various areas, even if it wasn’t about the contents on the Stele, still affirming what all the Enforcers here were doing.

On the Black Stone Tablet, with halos flowing continuously, as officials of Divine Land began to express concern over the Nanyang unrest, promising necessary humanitarian support.

The last halo fell, and the Black Stone Tablet transformed into a beam of light, shooting into the sky and disappearing.

When almost everyone still hadn’t a clue about the Enforcer profession, surprisingly, in an enigmatic manner, the Enforcer profession gained recognition from all capable of expressing opinions, forces, and nations.

Thus, from passive to active, the Enforcer turned into a universal profession, applicable anywhere in the world.