On the way back to Yangzhi City, Chen Chuan watched the scenery outside the car as he went over how he had gotten rid of the butterfly tattoos. 0

This was the first time he encountered a supernatural being no one had heard about before. Thank goodness, he had managed to deal with it. 0

But if no one had died accidentally, then getting rid of it would have been much more troublesome. Perhaps a few more people would have died. 0

This was the best possible outcome. 0

But could it have been better?0

He thought about it. The only way to get rid of supernatural beings was to use the circumstances to his advantage and pick the appropriate method. Strength alone was useless, but that might also be because he wasn’t strong enough yet. In the future, he might have other choices, and, without a doubt, a higher margin of error. 0

But he also noticed that the number of supernatural beings had increased. It wasn’t just because he had ventured into this field and heard about it more. Based on the registration date of the missions, the number of supernatural beings had been increasing yearly. Why was that?2

Chen Chuan couldn’t help but remember what Douma had said. 0

“The echoes...0