It felt very free.
Lu Xin thought.
He walked across the wasteland, watching the strange creatures reveal looks of fear.
He felt his malice moving in and out of the old building, devouring one powerful Mental Monster after another.
Only powerful Mental Monsters were worthy of being devoured.
The weak ones were not.
The weaker Mental Monsters were destroyed the instant his twisted force field spread over them.
Free and unfettered.
This was the first time he had ever felt free. It was a feeling of reaching the limit, then continuing to rise beyond it.
He had never felt this way before.
Because back then, he did not yet know how to distinguish right from wrong, so he had to anxiously learn from others in everything he did.
He was afraid of making mistakes, and worried that anything he did might bring unnecessary consequences.
At that time, he could not even decide whether he should get off work early. He feared causing something bad to happen. He did not even know whether sending a little less money to the orphanage might lead to serious consequences, so how could he dare use violence recklessly?
But things were different now.
Now that he had found his mental core, he actually dared to use violence.
Destroy what was wrong and endure what was right. It was that simple.
Besides, this was an empty wasteland with not a single person in sight. What did it matter if he let loose?
Sister was happy too.
She carried a small gray bag on her back and clutched a fountain pen in her hand, waving it around in the air from time to time as she watched everything around her with great excitement.
Seeing that Sister held the pen with completely incorrect form, Lu Xin