[Trait absorbed: Molded Embryo (White)]
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The next day, at the incineration facility.
Feng Mu arrived at the incineration room early in the morning and saw Wang Jian squatting on the steps, puffing away with dark circles under his eyes, surrounded by a sea of burnt cigarette butts.
Feng Mu didn't really want to interfere, but with Wang Jian looking at death's door, it was hard to pretend he didn't notice.
He sighed, squatted down next to Wang Jian, and asked, "What happened?"
Wang Jian's lips quivered, caught in a conflict between wanting to speak and holding back.
Understanding, Feng Mu said, "A secret you don't want others to know, eh? Alright, when the Calamity Corpses arrive, you can tell them what's weighing on your heart. I'll stand guard at the door for you, make sure no one eavesdrops."
"No, talking to the Calamity Corpses - what a chilling scene that would be." Wang Jian pulled Feng Mu back as he made to leave, handing him a cigarette.
