Beep beep beep beep...
The motorcycle moved slowly along the path through the wilderness beneath the Crimson Moon.
The cool night breeze brushed Lu Xin's face, leaving him in a chaotic mood and making him feel somewhat conflicted.
He did not know whether it was the remnant of that dancer's ability or something else.
Even now, that dancer's strange movements kept appearing before Lu Xin's eyes.
In his heart, the headache-inducing story between her and this village kept surfacing as well, tangled like a mess of thread.
At present, he had not tried to figure out what principle lay behind the strange things he had seen, or what kind of ability that dancer possessed. Qinggang had previously recorded an ability system known as the "dancer" system, but he did not know whether they belonged to the same type.
That old woman was clearly a monster, but she was not visible only to him. What type did she belong to?
Lu Xin's thoughts were a mess. He did not try to analyze them and simply recorded everything truthfully in his little notebook.
What occupied his mind more now was the kind of complexity that seemed impossible to sort out.
The wilderness was indeed different from High Wall City...
Who exactly were the ability users, and who exactly was the Pollution Source?
In this village, the ability user he had seen was the one harming people, while the monster was the one saving them.
Yet the one harming people was not necessarily beyond sympathy, and the one saving people was not without anything hateful about her.
This complicated feeling left Lu Xin unable to make sense of things.
The clear dividing line between them had disappeared entirely. He really disliked that.
"Chen Jing and the others are doing the right thing..."