Whimper, whimper...
As Kindling City's ground emergency forces—or rather, the only law-enforcement force still operating in the city—began mobilizing and rapidly rushed to various locations across Kindling City under orders from the underground base, Lu Xin was sitting on a bench in the Guard Department. Beside him, seven or eight people were curled into a heap. Baseball bats wrapped in yellow cloth and fruit knives covered in mysterious runes lay scattered across the floor.
He sensed the rumble of armored vehicles passing nearby, as well as the rapid gunshots ringing out like firecrackers.
He was calm and gentle, even though he had just been attacked by a group of thugs.
He had not killed anyone.
He had merely watched as Sister twisted them into a heap.
The calmer he was, the more clearly he could distinguish what was happening in Kindling City.
To his senses, Kindling City now resembled a chaotic ocean.
Within that ocean, certain wills were rapidly spreading, attempting to contaminate the entire sea.
However, after he and the other members of the club had taken action, the momentum of that contamination had been halted.
Still, the spread had only slowed slightly. The contamination remained extremely severe.
That was why he had asked the same question he had asked upon arriving at the Guard Department: "So, are you going to deal with it or not?"
"Is this guy... a lunatic?"
The Guard Department was unusually quiet. The sounds of chaos and commotion outside kept filtering into the hall, but the enforcers in specially made protective suits behind the glass wall all stared blankly at Lu Xin, who was sitting upright on the bench.
They did not even know how to respond...
What was going on? He had actually come to report a crime?
At first, the people