"Faster, a bit faster. She's about to mature... that's the scent..." Yan Luoyang's face was a mask of fanaticism as he stared at the thick, giant cocoon. He was like a lost traveler who had been wandering the desert for days, suddenly faced with an unexpected oasis.
His phone rang. He answered.
Mu Fan's voice came through the line, "Latest news. Lin Tang has dealt with the strange thing that was chasing his wife, and now he's searching everywhere for you."
"I know." Yan Luoyang's eyes remained fixed on the giant cocoon.
A short while later, Mu Fan called again. He said that by using the surveillance footage from a hidden dashcam in a taxi, he had discovered that Lin Tang had already found the Communication Talisman.
"He's terrifyingly fast. I advise you to run," Mu Fan suggested kindly.
"Almost... I'm almost there, just a little bit more..." Yan Luoyang's eyes were bloodshot, and his breathing grew ragged.
