Turn the clock back a little.
Gerard was standing on a relatively tall building, looking at the distant camp through a telescope.
He had been observing for a long time now, saw the Devil's Army enter the city, then disperse, leaving behind those who were obviously not from the Devil's Army, as well as the rows of twitching pollutant remnants.
Gerard's expression gradually grew solemn.
"What are these people trying to do?" he muttered quietly, "Why would they bring pollutants back?"
"It must be a disguise," Bai Wei said lazily, "Quite clever of them."
"Disguise?"
"Yes, disguising with those pollutant remnants," Bai Wei explained, "I guess they must have hidden the items inside those remnants."
"...Even your eyes can't see through it?"
