Abigail walked to a relatively open area in the entrance compartment. "Stand to the side and watch out for moving parts."
"Uh... don't we need to go outside?" Honglian looked both nervous and expectant.
"No. This place can't possibly turn from a cabin into a fuel tank."
"Repairing something this huge..." After thinking it over, Chen Xuan still took the initiative to ask, "How many years of your accumulated power will it cost?"
"I don't know. Maybe ten years, maybe fifteen."
He could not help falling silent.
The price was actually that high?
If it were him, he probably would not be willing to spend more than a decade of accumulated power helping someone else, even if it was not unpaid assistance.
"You don't need to feel bad about it." Sensing his silence, Abigail laughed softly. "I'm not some miser who only wants to stockpile power without ever using it. My only hope for my ability is that it can be used where it matters, and saving many lives is clearly worthwhile."
"Thank you," Chen Xuan said sincerely.
"Do you think I'm admirable? Actually, there are countless people in the Dimensional Limit Organization who would do the same. Some agents would even give their lives to help others." Abigail held out both hands. "For their sake, I hope you can improve your impression of the organization a little."
As soon as she finished speaking, she activated the power of the barrier.
An invisible wave of energy spread outward from her, passing over the other three in the blink of an eye.
Yet Chen Xuan felt no discomfort at all.
He noticed that the flow of Spiritual Energy around them had changed—it no longer resembled unpredictable breezes or whirlpools, but straight horizontal and vertical lines. Those lines interwove and converged upon