It seemed that Lu Xin's sincerity had put Mom in a very good mood.
A faint smile appeared on her face as she looked up at the red-cloaked Mental Monster:
"This person is very interesting. He's clearly alive, yet he doesn't want to live. Some people might think he wants to die because living is too painful for him, and he wants release. But why can't we understand it as him simply wanting to die in the first place?"
"Perhaps only by dying can he release his negative emotions?"
"..."
Lu Xin listened seriously to Mom's words and said thoughtfully, "I remember Han Bing telling me during the previous training course that mental power is something with vitality. If he wants to die, then that means he conflicts with vitality? Then..."
"Could it be that this feeling gave it the ability to devour or attract other people's mental power?"
"..."
Inside a certain information analysis department, everyone quietly listened to Lu Xin's voice echoing through the office.
Because Lu Xin was too close to the red-cloaked Mental Monster, his voice occasionally became hoarse and unstable. Even so, they could still hear the casual remarks he made as though chatting with someone.
Most importantly, those words had actually resolved one of their doubts.
"The solo operative's analysis makes sense."
Professor Chen was the first to notice the value contained in Lu Xin's seemingly abnormal muttering. He said in a deep voice, "So, one of the abilities of this Mental Monster, codenamed the Red Apostle, is to devour the Mental Monsters it attracts, as well as the mental power of everyone in Qinggang City who sees it. Then, the solution is..."
"..."
"The solution..."
While the Information Analysis Team was doing everything it could to analyze the situation, Lu Xin was also