This guy has no patience at all.
Wang Jixuan had only been out for five or six minutes when, at the edge of his Spiritual Sense, he detected a mass of Mottled Qi. After confirming its fluctuations, he identified it as the Psionicist named Lu Dongjie.
The other man was following him stealthily from over a hundred meters away.
Wang Jixuan wore casual clothes and wandered around the camp as if he were out shopping.
He looked exactly like a newly arrived engineer, curiously observing the camp's surroundings.
There was a small tavern in the camp. After work, engineers from the mine and reservoir would stop by for a few drinks, and there were even a few amateur bands inside.
There were also tailor shops and general stores run by engineers' families.
To Wang Jixuan, the camp felt like a sunlit, miniature version of Wanlijin Gang territory.
The fortress's collective child-rearing policy also applied to the Outer Expansion Zone. Protecting human children was a shared consensus during the Fortress Era, so scenes of children laughing and playing like those in Wanlijin territory were rarely seen in the camp.
The Outer Expansion Zone was relatively dangerous, and most people here preferred to live in the moment.
Wang Jixuan had only wandered around for a few minutes, and it was still early in the morning, yet his Spiritual Sense had already discovered... more than a dozen human-shaped frogs locked in pairs.
Well, the people here had rather rich entertainment lives.
Wang Jixuan made half a circuit, leading the Psionicist along as he headed toward the miners' dormitory camp.
The melon vines at the edge of the camp swayed in the wind.
Wang Jixuan's Spiritual Sense sharply caught a faint fluctuation.
That burly Psionicist named Lu Dongjie was already controlling those ordinary people.