"One final inspection?"
Amid the weakest Mutants, Lin An did not join the discussion about their unease and fear of being eliminated. He merely focused on observing what kind of inspection this would be.
If they unfolded the System panel or opened their minds, it would be very troublesome for him.
His goal was to enter the interior of the so-called Holy Land, then determine a suitable plan and start killing.
They were still on the outskirts, still beneath the strongest Rules in the outer region. Acting now would be no different from seeking death.
It would be best if he could replicate the Fortress's procedure and clear things out floor by floor.
With the volcano destroying all traces of the corpses, he could use his Mental Strength and even his skills without restraint, slaughtering an entire floor in one go!
Of course, the prerequisite was that he first determine whether the Fourth Order here possessed the ability to sense the entire Holy Land—or whether they would even do that.
"They probably don't."
"Mutants generally have extremely weak Mental Strength and aren't good at searching or detecting."
"Even if they're Fourth Order, they probably won't constantly observe the entire Holy Land."
"With as many as a million Mutants gathered here, monitoring every single one is simply unrealistic."
Standing at the back of the group, Lin An kept judging the situation.
Soon, as the first batch of Mutants began their inspections, he watched the Mutants at the front undergo theirs, and his heart settled slightly.
"Talent! Name! Family relations!"
"Who is your sponsor!?"
Standing beside the entrance, the ten Mutants responsible for the inspections coldly questioned them about various details and verified their identity bracelets after they had been selected.
Most of the questions concerned talent and Combat Power. The rest