"Let us return to primitive society and rediscover our original selves. Only then can we strengthen our hearts and become fearless!"
Zhao Han controlled the Seven-Colored Parrot as it landed atop a bus and followed along with it.
Inside the bus, an incomprehensible slogan was playing.
In any case, she could not understand it. After all, she was only a bird now.
The bus was about to pass through a stretch of road notorious for speeding accidents—Ouyang Tian had chosen it. It was a bend on a Mountain Road.
The speed limit was thirty kilometers per hour, yet several vehicles had already met with accidents there.
Several dozen passengers sat on the bus, all tourists taking advantage of the good weather to go hiking in the mountains.
As Zhao Han watched them, she thought that if she did nothing, these people might all encounter danger.
Seen that way, Ouyang Tian did have a point.
When she treated children, she could only save one person at a time. This time, however, she could save dozens.
"Fool, fool. There are so many people in the world who need saving. Can you save every single one of them? Do you think you're Superman? Even Superman gets insulted and mocked." Her Seed of Narration began sneering at her again.
"I don't save people for others' praise or approval. I do it for the peace in my own heart." Zhao Han remained unmoved.
However, the moment she finished speaking, Zhao Han hurriedly controlled the Seven-Colored Parrot to cover its eyes and fly away...
"Oh? Weren't you going to save them? Why are you leaving already?" the Seed of Narration continued to mock her.
It knew perfectly well what had happened. Otherwise, it would not have been able to narrate it.
"You're asking even though you