"Whoosh..."
Lu Xin stepped on the vertical wall and even on some people's heads, rushing swiftly toward a certain direction.
When everyone's thoughts had nearly ground to a halt, he could precisely sense the aura of that abnormal mental entity.
And he charged straight toward it.
For example, the direction he was rushing toward now was an open window.
Inside that open window was a dazed old man sitting in a wheelchair, his neck lolling to one side as he drooled nonstop.
...That Pollution Source seemed to favor people with blank memories.
His body was like a nimble, bizarre spider. Lu Xin crossed more than two hundred meters in an instant and arrived before the window.
Looking at the old man's vacant gaze, he gave him a friendly smile.
"Swish!"
At that moment, although the old man remained sitting motionless, even the bristles of his neatly trimmed crew cut seemed to stand on end.
Then, a long, slender neck shot out.
At its tip was a fist-sized head. Like a snake, it quickly slithered out of the opening.
At a speed so fast it was almost impossible to see, it charged toward the caregiver beside the wheelchair...
The caregiver was a young man in his twenties.
Originally, this mental force could have easily rushed into the young man's mind.
But unexpectedly, the young man was currently staring blankly in a certain direction outside the window. His concentration was so deep that even if someone pointed a gun at him, he probably would not be willing to blink.
Thus, the snake-like head slammed heavily into his head, as if it had crashed into an iron plate.
Lu Xin even felt as if he had heard a loud clang.
The sight was so comical that he nearly laughed.
"Come here..."
Lu Xin's