"Ah? What's that supposed to mean?"
Even Lu Xin was stunned by this sudden change.
Why had that helicopter bearing Qinggang's emblem suddenly arrived? Hadn't they said there was a Death Field here and that they couldn't come?
The helicopter arriving was one thing, but why had Kid suddenly fallen from it?
If she hadn't been able to forcibly borrow the mental power of the dead—or rather, if these dead people hadn't been different from ordinary corpses, retaining immense mental strength even after death—the little girl would probably have been killed by the fall.
Then there was the drunkard. What she had used was actually an ability that distorted the perception of those mental entities.
Because the mental perception of the entities forming the Flower of Death had become abnormal, they had bypassed Kid and charged toward the people behind her.
What the hell was she muttering?
And then there was Gecko.
That guy had been holding such a long gun, yet he had only dealt with one Flower of Death. Why did he think he looked so cool?
"Solo soldier..."
A hoarse voice came through the built-in earpiece in his glasses.
At that moment, because the surrounding mental radiation was too dense, the voice sounded intermittent and distorted even at such close range. Still, Lu Xin could make out Chen Jing's voice as she repeated anxiously:
"Did you receive that...? We're coming to..."
"...provide support. Don't panic... You're..."
"...all right?"
"..."
Lu Xin let out a deep breath and turned to look at Mom.
Mom was walking back gracefully. Judging from the situation, she no longer needed to block anything.
"Hard-working people..."
She smiled softly and looked at Lu Xin. "Your leaders are here. Aren't you going to put on a good show?"
"Okay."
Lu Xin nodded.
Although