674, it appeared again

Standing at the doorway.

Du Wei withdrew his gaze, behind him was the interior of the psychological counseling clinic, chaotic and messy, with litter scattered about and walls cracked.

Countless black threads floated freely, as if alive.

In his conception, these threads were the fishing lines, and he himself was the bait, a lure capable of attracting the Demon Gods, provided he found the "fishing rod."

Only then could he hook the Demon Gods into the dream and feed them to the Everlasting Flower.

However, at this stage, the Everlasting Flower was certainly not capable of killing a Demon God that existed only in concept.

It was still very young.

It needed the careful nurturing of Du Wei, the gardener.

"Now, I have one more trump card,"

Du Wei whispered to himself. He walked toward his car, having gathered almost enough information; there was no need to stay any longer.

He had been too exhausted lately, he needed time to recuperate.