Watching the members of the Special Task Force from the convoy following him pounce on or chase after the people he had mentioned, Lu Xin stood silently where he was.
He leaned back against the rear seat, slowly took out a lighter, lit a cigarette, and drew a deep breath.
"Are you really going to arrest all of them?"
His voice was somewhat low and uncertain as he asked Chen Jing over the channel.
"If they show any abnormalities, then of course they must all be arrested and subjected to the necessary questioning, isolation, and testing procedures."
Chen Jing's voice was unusually firm. "They will only be released once we've confirmed that they're one hundred percent safe."
"But..."
Lu Xin slowly rubbed his face and raised his head.
He was already on the main road leading into the busiest district in the heart of Main City. Looking up, he could see how much more prosperous and lively the city center was compared to Satellite City. Countless pedestrians walked along the streets, each one different from the next. Countless people worked and lived in the towering office buildings. This place had the most prosperous streets, the finest hotels, and the densest crowds.
But at this moment, Lu Xin could see that among those countless people, an unknown number had already developed all kinds of mutations—on top of their heads, across their backs, or within their very bodies. Some carried monsters on their backs, while others had turned into monsters themselves.
These monsters were hidden among the crowds. Because there were so many of them, it seemed as if the monsters made up the majority.
They surveyed the people around them and the city with all kinds of greedy, eerie gazes. Perhaps because no one could detect their existence, they grew increasingly