"But where do these... flesh orbs come from?" Chen Xinyi asked, puzzled.
The other party explained, "Human souls are too fragile; influenced by its power, they occasionally create distorters. This flesh orb is one of the distorters."
"There are quite a number of distorters, and they automatically head to these dilapidated neighborhoods... they devour any organic matter."
"Our world is like this, with apparent order and inherent absurdity coexisting. Let's hurry away; the smell of corpses will attract more distorters."
As Chen Xinyi left, she came up with another idea — what if she turned these beings full of soul power into a source? Could she make a fortune?
The source of the distorters' power is also the "Delusion."
Thinking of this, she involuntarily shivered.
"I must be crazy, always thinking about getting things for free!"
...
The sun set in the west, and the night arrived.
Once the moon rose, the night would become even more dangerous...
