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Chapter 1620, Number 172 (Seeking monthly votes at the beginning of the month)
At this moment, the little doll is gazing across the street at the place where the orphanage used to be.

She gripped He Ao's hair tightly with one hand and held the fried chicken firmly in her other.

Seeing her expression, He Ao asked gently, "What's wrong?"

“Big guy,” the doll’s body trembled uncontrollably, “I don’t know, I am…”

"Afraid?" He Ao continued her question.

“Yes,” Sisi nodded tremblingly, “Big guy, let’s go home, okay? Let’s not go near that area.”

He Ao could vaguely see fine cracks appearing on the little doll's white porcelain skin, and even the restorative power covering He Ao's body became unstable.

He Ao thought for a moment, then reached out and picked her up, looking behind him.

Besides the four of them, there were also many staff members of the Abnormal Association here, and Reed's SUV was also parked here earlier.

He Ao walked over, put Siwei into the SUV, and handed her the fried chicken. "Wait here for me for a bit. I have something to take care of. We'll go home together when I'm done."

“It’s raining.” At that moment, Charn’s voice came from behind him.

“Big guy,” Sisi, clutching the bag of fried chicken, reached out her little hand and tugged at He Ao’s sleeve, “Can’t we not go?”

“I’ll be back,” He Ao said with a smile. “Remember to leave me some fried chicken, don’t eat it all.”

Siwei raised her head and looked at He'ao.

After a brief hesitation, she let go of his hand. "Then you must come back."

"Mm." He Ao nodded gently.

He turned around and walked back to Reed's side.

"Can't she get in?" Reed asked slowly.

“Her condition is unstable,” He Ao shook his head slightly. “Have your people help protect her.”

"Okay." Reed nodded slightly.

“Then let’s get ready to go,” Heo said, opening the box and taking out the Spear of Vistara.

Then, using the straps Reed had just given him, he secured the spear and carried it on his back.

He glanced at the remaining three people, and the four of them crossed the street and reached the other side.

A light drizzle began to fall from the sky. The four of them each held up an umbrella and slowly moved forward in the rain.

He Ao gripped the spear on his back with his other hand. He could vaguely sense a certain aura spreading through the space, but it wasn't strong enough.

They walked back and forth four or five times, but no one came up with anything.

“It seems the probability of this anomaly being triggered is a bit low.” Chan glanced at the wall shared between numbers 171 and 173 and shook his head.

“It could also be that the conditions weren’t right,” the man with the mustache said in a deep voice. “After all, those disappearances all happened in the summer, when there were heavy rainstorms.”

He Ao turned his gaze to the edge of the street, lost in thought.

He turned to look at Reed and asked slowly, "Were all those disappearances just cases of single individuals disappearing?"

Upon hearing Heo's question, Reed paused for a moment, then nodded and said, "Yes."

He looked at He Ao, "You mean, break up?"

"Hmm." He Ao nodded slightly. He looked back at the group and said, "We probably have too many people. It would be better to send one person to try first. The rest of you can stay outside."

Then he said directly, "I'll go try it first."

“I’ll go,” Reed said hoarsely, lighting a cigarette and putting it in his mouth.

He Ao looked at him and said meaningfully, "You might not succeed if you go."

Reed looked up and glanced at the Spear of Vistara that Heo was carrying on his back.

He turned his gaze back to He Ao, meeting his unwavering eyes.

After a brief silence, he nodded slightly. "Okay, be careful."

“No, you two have already made this arrangement,” Chan looked at the two of them speechlessly, “What about us? We’re not your subordinates, are we?”

“I think Loren’s suggestion is right,” Reed turned to the two behind him. “We can’t all go in. Someone has to stay outside to maintain order. In case there are any escaped members of the abnormal cult causing trouble, we can react immediately.”

He turned to look at He Ao and said, "I'll go in with you. I have extensive experience in exploring anomalies, but you might not be able to adapt to the rules inside quickly."

He Ao was silent for a moment, then nodded slightly and said, "Okay, but if the two of us walk together, I'm afraid we won't be able to trigger the abnormal entry rules."

"You start from one end of the street, and I'll start from the other end. Let's try not to meet," Reed thought quickly. "Whether we can get in will depend on luck."

"Okay." He Ao nodded slightly.

Reed turned his gaze to Charn and the man with the mustache. "How are you two?"

“You’ve already discussed it all, why are you asking us?” Charn sighed. “Fine, I agree.”

The man with the mustache, who had been somewhat silent, raised his head, glanced at He Ao beside him, and then looked at Reed. "No problem?"

“No problem,” Reed shook his head, confirming.

“Then I can.” The man with the mustache lit a cigarette and nodded.

“Okay, then you guys go across the street first,” Reed said quickly. “Loren and I will split up.”

The four then separated; Reed walked to one end of the street, while Heo walked to the other.

The moment he stood on the street, he turned around and glanced outside.

The bustling city and streets in the distance were faintly reflected in his vision.

It seems that when Loren ran away from the orphanage, it was from here that he completely left this street and the orphanage, heading towards the distant city.

And now, he has returned from the city to this street.

He looked up at the hazy raindrops in front of him.

He lifted his foot and walked towards the orphanage.

The spear he held in his hand, and the invisible, pulsating aura around him, became more pronounced after he transformed into a human.

As he drew closer to the original orphanage, the vibrant energy within him became increasingly apparent.

Reed walked slowly in front of him.

She was just a little slower than him, deliberately avoiding arriving at the orphanage at the same time.

The ethereal aura that pulsed within it grew even stronger.

When he reached number 169, He Ao gripped his spear and tried to unleash its power.

The ability to 'strengthen rules'.

In fact, he had already tried it once at the entrance of the endless corridor in the Three Towers.

This strengthening of the rule does indeed benefit the 'entry rule'.

The effect achieved seems to be 'increasing the probability', or 'increasing the sensitivity of the rules'.

Make rules that are difficult to trigger easier to trigger.

At the moment He Ao 'strengthened' the rules, he felt that the surrounding void seemed to have undergone some kind of change.

As Heo continued forward, the rain around him suddenly intensified.

Reed was nowhere to be seen, nor were the people blocking the streets.

The surrounding streets seemed to become hazy, as if viewed through frosted glass, like a dream.

He Ao continued forward, passing the shops on either side of him.

Number 170, Number 171.

172 number.