At a conservative estimate, Wang Zixuan's condition would at most last for another two or three days. If it went on longer, even if he wasn't fully transformed into a demon, Wen Wen would no longer keep him at Wang Junyi's house.
To prevent Wang Zixuan's change, the source that caused it needed to be found. Wen Wen already had the clue for finding the source, which was the data Wang Junyi had obtained.
The data was recorded in a small notebook, containing information on every victim who had received that strange text message, as investigated by Wang Junyi. Those who forwarded the text were naturally unaffected, while those who did not forward it numbered at least twenty-four according to the records.
Among these twenty-odd people, seven had the same experience as Wang Zixuan: they fell into a coma for a period after not forwarding the text message, and after waking up, their temperaments changed drastically.
The remaining seventeen people encountered some misfortune within a week after the text message incident.
Losing a lot of money, their homes being burgled, computers exploding, or a "shit basin" (a metaphorical disaster) falling from the sky…
In short, during that period, they were as if being "taken care of" by Li Dazhuang. If Li Dazhuang wasn't undergoing training, Wen Wen would have even wanted to call him over to help investigate the case.
And those who did forward the text message also experienced some changes within a week.
Contrary to those who didn't forward it, their luck in that week was relatively good. Some received unexpected fortune, while others had smooth careers.
Finding money, getting promotions and salary increases, accidentally throwing a "shit basin" out of a building with no repercussions…
Judging by these cases, the text message seemed more like a strange containment item, just as its description stated: forwarding it brought good luck, and not forwarding it brought misfortune.
And the seven people, including Wang Zixuan, were more likely chosen by the mastermind due to misfortune.
Perhaps the mastermind was using the magical ability of this text message to search for suitable vessels for the demon's descent throughout Lu Gang City.
"Then, the first step I need to take is to steal some holy water, then find people similar to Wang Zixuan one by one, control them, and finally follow the text message to their source!"
Having made up his mind, Wen Wen hurried to the church in Lu Gang City.
The Glory Church was not as influential as the Hunter's Association. In a church in an ordinary city like this, there would be at most one supernatural being at the Mastery or Exploration realm.
A supernatural being at this realm was naturally no match for Wen Wen. After filling several small water buckets, Wen Wen left with satisfaction.
However, despite Wen Wen's brazen act, by tomorrow morning, a similar amount of holy water would likely be produced. Every church possessed the ability to produce holy water in large quantities.
After obtaining the holy water, Wen Wen made a phone call. This number was found by Wang Junyi, the contact information of the earliest victim's family member.
Wen Wen planned to investigate chronologically, from earliest to latest. Among the seven people, two were before Wang Zixuan, and four were after Wang Zixuan.
The first two, it was estimated, had already begun to harm their families like Wang Zixuan, so Wen Wen needed to act quickly to see if he could save them.
Ring… Ring… Ring…
The ringing lasted for quite a while, but the phone was not answered, which made Wen Wen's heart sink. If it were a normal contact, there could be many reasons for not answering the phone, but in this situation, Wen Wen could only think of the worst!
So, Wen Wen did not waste any time, transforming into a stream of data and entering the phone, and then emerging from the phone on the other side.
Yan Biqing could transfer through communication devices, and this transfer did not depend on whether the other party answered the phone!
As soon as he emerged from the phone, Wen Wen entered the void space. This state appeared as a green phantom to supernaturals, and was completely invisible to ordinary people.
This was to prevent frightening ordinary people who knew nothing, but unfortunately, there was no one here to be frightened by Wen Wen anymore. The air was filled with the smell of decay, and green flies buzzed around, emitting disgusting hums.
If Wang Junyi hadn't found Wen Wen, their home would likely look like this now.
Wen Wen picked up the phone. There was a short number on it, the emergency number, but unfortunately, it hadn't been dialed.
The ground and walls were covered with blackened bloodstains and desperate scratches, but Wen Wen did not see any corpses. He didn't want to think about where those corpses had gone.
From the traces left behind, this fellow should be a beast-type demon, and its strength should not be very high.
The traces it left when it left were obvious, and Wen Wen could track it, but he didn't do so. Instead, he flipped open the small booklet left by Wang Junyi and dialed the second number.
There was at least a few days' interval between each non-forwarder, and their transformations might not have fixed time intervals, so the second transformer still had a chance of survival.
This time, the call was successfully connected, and Wen Wen felt a sense of relief. It was good that someone answered the phone.
Before Wen Wen could ask anything, a gentle voice came from the other end of the phone: "Hello, my husband is ill and cannot answer the phone. I am taking care of him. Please call back in a few days."
"I am his good friend. Since he is ill, can I come and see him?"
A cold glint appeared in Wen Wen's eyes. This call was from the husband of the second non-forwarder. The wife answering the phone was likely the second non-forwarder herself, and the fact that the caller could not answer the phone meant something, which was already very clear to Wen Wen. Sudan Novel Network
"I'm very sorry, but I'm taking care of him alone right now and really don't have time to entertain you. Can you come another time?" The wife on the other end of the phone politely refused.
Wen Wen let out a slight哼 (hm), and in a flirtatious tone, said, "You said there's only you there now, right? Then I can't miss it even more. Wait for me, I'll be there soon… and I'm bringing a gift, which you'll definitely like."
At this moment, sitting opposite the phone was a charming woman in revealing attire.
She had horns on her head, wings on her back, and a heart-shaped tail swaying behind her.
Upon hearing Wen Wen insist on coming, her delicate eyebrows furrowed, and she hung up the phone without hesitation.
If it were up to her, she would definitely let Wen Wen come and have some fun, but she had been ordered not to cause any trouble, so she would not rashly let a strange man come over.
Moreover, she was enjoying her private time, and it was quite nice.
Opposite her, bound with a red silk scarf, was a man with a pale complexion and a slight tremor. This man was her husband, and he had been bound like this for three days.
In the past, this man always complained about her lack of romanticism. Now, he would let her experience more of the romance she had never experienced, until he died!
She licked her lips, and in her husband's terrified gaze, she walked over.
But at this moment, the phone rang again. The woman gritted her teeth in anger, and was about to grab the man and give him the same treatment as her husband.
However, as soon as her hand touched the phone, a powerful hand reached out from the phone, grabbed her cheek, and lifted her directly!
"I'm here. Have you been waiting for me properly!"