As Luo Cuicui's chest opened up, a miniature echo radio was revealed inside. One end was connected to a blood vessel, while the other was connected to countless green ivy vines.

Like a professional conductor, he closed his eyes and gently adjusted the audio on the echo radio. The echo waves were transmitted through the green ivy vines and spread in all directions through the intertwined roots of the plants.

The echoes surrounded everyone, thickly pouring into their unguarded seven orifices, tempting the obscure and unclear thoughts in their hearts. The special abilities people were afraid, the ordinary were afraid, and those caught in the middle were at a loss.

The echo sounds would stir up people's empathy, and as the controller, Luo Cuicui couldn't help but immerse himself in it, recalling something from a long time ago.

He was born in a remote county, and at the age of nine, he awakened his special ability. At that time, the system for screening special ability people was not yet established, and no one discovered this small sprout, nor did anyone take him to the hospital.

During his long adolescence, no one taught Luo Cuicui what special abilities were or how to control his unique body.

If he ran a few steps in school, leaves would grow on his body. He thought he was a monster and didn't dare let anyone know. He only wore loose clothes like a sack and never dared to stand up straight. When he grew leaves, he would hide in the toilet and secretly cut them off. He was so afraid that he would even dig into his own flesh with a small knife to remove the sprouts.

His wounds often became infected and pus would mix with the smell of leaves, making him smell like a corpse. Being different is not an easy way to live. He carried his secret with unease, constantly bullied and made fun of by others.

It wasn't until he was mugged by drunken thugs while working in another city that he was stabbed. If it weren't for the leaves he had tied around his wound, he might have died that day.

He crawled to the hospital, clutching his intestines with the leaves, and miraculously survived.

This misfortune turned into a blessing as he was finally discovered by a special organization. He thought his troubles were over and he could finally find his place in the world, but to his surprise, he was still an outsider within the organization.

There were too many plant-type ability users, and unless one was exceptionally outstanding or had the ability to combine with other spectra, it was difficult to stand out. And with his naturally weak ability, he couldn't even get into the security department.

Regular people didn't see him as a person, and those with special abilities didn't see him as one of their own. One time, when he was getting his work permit, they mistakenly recorded his identity as a regular person.

How ridiculous! If he was just a regular person, then what was the point of all the pain he had endured for half his life?

Echo sound was a medium that some particularly sensitive spiritual ability users could sense, but all they could feel was a buzzing noise. They couldn't distinguish the information being transmitted within it, and their brains would be unconsciously influenced by the Echo Sound.

As a result, all their thoughts seemed spontaneous. Only the analysis equipment of the aftermath department can decipher the content of the echo.

Chief Huang asked, "Don't panic, just explain to me, an amateur, what does changing the audio mean? What has it changed into?"

"The main audio of it has now become to evoke fear and anxiety. Simply put, people who are affected by the Echo Sound will involuntarily search for information about the 'Bureau' and 'Special Abilities'," said Ping Qianru as she wiped the sweat off her nose.

She quickly opened several popular search engines and social media on her tablet. "After searching for the keywords, we analyzed the most popular information one by one. The 'resonance point' of the Echo Sound had the biggest reaction from the analyzer. The resonance point may be some seemingly ordinary information that is set up by the person who releases the Echo Sound. When people who hear the Echo Sound waves click on these 'resonance points', they will instinctively believe what they see and internalize the information as their own thoughts."

"Just now, my colleagues in the aftermath department found two points of resonance. One of them said that 3,000 years ago, the human race sealed off the Chiyuan to deprive all non-human races of their power and turn them into obedient slaves.

"The other said that these special abilities are not really heroes. Don't be fooled by their temporary performance. How could they, as special abilities, protect ordinary people and fight against other special abilities? They are obviously staging their own show, playing the role of villains and then catching themselves, gaining both fame and fortune."

"The incident with the Yue De Sect in Dongchuan..." Chief Huang shuddered. "Can we contact the relevant platforms and clear out the content that has been tampered with?"

"We've been cleaning up all along," Ping Qianru said. "But we can't keep up. They can create new resonance points as soon as we delete the old ones. It's us who have to spend time checking them one by one. Even if you have a way to cut off everyone's internet and electricity, they can still set up resonance points on the small ads on the streets, or even spread the word through word of mouth..."

"Chief Huang," Xiao Zheng looked up from his phone screen, his face pale. "It may be too late."

Master Yue De and his disciples cursed people to make a profit, then pretended to be masters to "solve" the curses themselves. They were directly arrested by the Bureau of Paranormal Control at the Penglai Conference. Xiao Zheng was very thorough in his work, and when he arrested Master Yue De, the evidence was meticulously presented, leaving almost no room for Master Yue De and his followers to argue. Therefore, at this point, the solid evidence and confidential documents that were leaked out became even more shocking.

"But Master Yue De committed crimes on his own, what does it have to do with us?" Xiao Zheng was furious. "He has already been arrested and brought to justice for a long time. Why should we bear his responsibility when our Wind God people had to travel a long distance to catch him?"

"Maybe we should release an official statement," Ping Qianru suggested weakly. "Since things have already come to this point, instead of keeping things vague and letting others guess, we should explain the cause and effect of the Moon God incident clearly ourselves..."

"Can it really be explained clearly?" Chief Huang looked at her. "Girl, don't forget how our headquarters building was blown up."

No one spoke.

The Curse of Subjugation Formation was indeed inside the headquarters building of the Bureau, and that was an undeniable fact.

The situation inside was so complicated that even they themselves were confused and couldn't explain it to the outside world. And then there was the terrifying proportion of True Nature Sect believers...

To outsiders, it seemed like they were playing the role of villains while pretending to be heroes, and accidentally messed things up.

Just then, there was a soft sound coming from the terrace. Xiao Zheng, who was sensitive to such things, immediately reached for his mithril gun at his waist and turned around, only to see a big crow with red eyes standing elegantly on the terrace.

It seemed unafraid of the people in the room and calmly preened its feathers, flapping its wings and tinkling a wind chime hanging on the terrace, as if waiting for someone to invite it inside.

Ping Qianru exclaimed, "This crow... it's so refined!"

Xiao Zheng was stunned for a few seconds, then suddenly remembered Sheng Lingyuan's mysterious puppetry. He quickly opened the glass door of the terrace and let the crow in.

The crow flew gracefully to Chief Huang's desk, scanning the room before emitting a black mist that formed into words: "This bird is in bad shape. Please give it some water and food."

The handwriting was neat and tidy, with some characters having more or fewer strokes, but it didn't affect readability. The crowd didn't have time to ponder why a crow referred to itself as "this bird" as they frantically searched for its main food preferences and fed it.

Finally, the messenger who had flown a long distance across provinces had survived.

Xiao Zheng looked up at the crow standing high above with reverence and asked, "Are you... Senior Sheng?"

The crow nodded its head in a slow gesture that was too slow for a bird and the characters in its black mist changed to read, "There is something strange happening in Biquan Mountain, communication is blocked."

After a moment, it realized that it wasn't quite modern enough and changed its wording to, "No signal."

Xiao Zheng quickly described the current situation in the shortest possible words.

The crow listened carefully and then relayed the message, "Don't panic. The echo sound may not have an immediate effect, otherwise the other side wouldn't go through so much trouble."

Ping Qianru explained cautiously, "What it means is that the echo sound can only give people a certain inclination, it cannot brainwash them immediately. Unless there is a powerful spiritual ability behind the echo sound machine. But even the strongest spiritual ability I've seen has a certain range of influence, it's impossible to use mental suppression on everyone in the country, or even the world."

During his time in Dongchuan, Sheng Lingyuan once used his spiritual power to forcibly suppress everyone within the range of his Echo Sound, causing them to forget everything within a few minutes.

One reason for this was because, according to the contemporary special ability hierarchy, the Heavenly Demon was the strongest spiritual ability user. Another reason was that the incident occurred late at night, with few people actually witnessing it.

Moreover, riding a big skeleton moth through the sky in the middle of the night was too bizarre and far-fetched for many people to believe, even if they saw it with their own eyes. Thus, it was easy for them to forget.

But this time, the Echo Sound clearly lacked such a powerful spiritual force behind it, and there could be nothing in the world that could brainwash billions of people at the same time - not even turning the earth into a giant washing machine would work.

Therefore, the other side needed to first hype up public opinion, step by step exposing the internal information of the bureau, arousing people's suspicion, and then using highly suggestive Echo Sounds to subtly create a divide between the special abilities and ordinary people.

"Stay calm," the black mist surrounding the crow wrote, "we may have already found the person behind this."