"Mr. Lu Xun once said something," Sun Hang said. "'There were no roads in this world to begin with, but once enough people walked them, roads came into being'... If worse comes to worst, why not just blast a path through the city?"
"Yeah, why not just blast out a passage?" Wang Xiyi chimed in.
She had plenty of authority on that subject—she had done exactly that more than once while carrying out all kinds of missions.
To say nothing else, when Sun Hang and Wang Xiyi first met, she had used her own body as a kinetic missile falling from the sky, smashing down through the roof of the Haunted House and forcibly carving out a "passage" straight to the basement.
Yang Qi had asked Wang Xiyi more than once whether that was a violent tendency caused by the Black Dragon Meme. Wang Xiyi's answer had always been blunt: "Save time."
"..." Yan Yu'an fell silent for a long while at the pair across from her before finally squeezing out a single sentence. "You can try."
Sun Hang said, "Fine, then let's assign tasks. Zhong Ling, can your anomaly corpses be controlled like autonomous military robots?"
"After receiving specific instructions, they will continue carrying them out even after leaving my sight," Zhong Ling answered. "But if they encounter something beyond the scope of those instructions, they won't react at all. In combat, they rely entirely on the instincts of the anomaly corpses."
"That's enough. Leave a few anomaly corpses behind with the fisherman, Xue Yue, Colonel Yan, and the truck driver to guard this place." Sun Hang nodded. "Old Wang, you, the remaining anomaly corpses, and I will enter Baikal's Remains directly."
"You can't leave me here!" Yan Yu'an protested at once. "I have to ensure your safety at