"What is it?"
"Leaving everything else aside, when we were on the beach, I swept the entire island with my Mental Power. There were no signs of life at all, and no power-generating equipment either." Lin Qiye bent down and picked up a section of wire that had aged, rotted, and snapped. "Then... where did the electricity here come from?"
Everyone stared at the half-section of wire in Lin Qiye's hand and fell silent.
Rhythmic jazz, accompanied by dreamy, flickering lights, drove the ballroom's atmosphere to a fever pitch. A tall woman in a qipao with black hair and a refined, mature man in a suit held each other lightly on the dance floor, dancing with elegance and passion, seemingly completely unaware of Lin Qiye and the others.
Just as Lin Qiye and the others were about to make a move, a figure on the dance floor glanced toward the entrance and smiled faintly.
It was a young man in a floral shirt and bell-bottoms. He lightly lowered the black sunglasses on his nose, winked flirtatiously at the slender woman in his arms, then released her narrow waist with a smile. He glided naturally through a few dance steps before coming to a steady stop in the center of the dance floor.
With a wave of his hand, an old-fashioned standing microphone appeared before him. He gripped it with both hands, leaned his back slightly as he dipped backward, raised his chin toward Lin Qiye and the others, and shouted:
"New friends! Are you doing all right?!"
Nightfall Squad: ???
"What the hell is this?" Baili Pangpang could not help muttering.
"Qiye, he seems to be calling us. Should we answer him or not?"
"...Wait first." Lin Qiye's expression was utterly strange. "There seems to be something wrong with this