"This is my home."
The boy walked at the front, guiding Sha Si and Marian toward a tiny village buried amid pipes and industrial ruins.
Many mutants rushed out from every corner. Like the boy, they were covered in all manner of malformed tumors and chaotic keratinous growths.
Some had keratinous growths on their hands that looked like clawed weapons. Most of them had such growths, while those that interfered with daily life had been cut off.
They left ugly white scars on their bodies.
Looking at these ugly people, Marian only wanted to cleanse these twisted, malformed things in The Emperor's name.
The boy ran over and spoke to the mutants in a language Marian could not understand, occasionally pointing at Sha Si.
Seeing the mutants, Sha Si showed neither discrimination nor fear. She waved politely and smiled.
"I... understand... You may come in... Doctor..."
"Thank you~ I'm sure I can help you."
Marian wanted to follow them inside, but the other mutants stopped him.
Gripping his book tightly, Marian watched the mutants, ready to smash their skulls at any moment.
"Don't be like that. He's my assistant. You know, every doctor needs a nurse."
"Hmph..."
They lowered their claws and showed no further hostility. Marian also took his hand off his book, though his eyes remained full of suspicion and hostility.
They entered the dilapidated village and found the child's mother, a frail woman lying there with her mouth open, only exhaling and unable to draw breath.
Sha Si sat beside the bed made of planks and stone bricks, touched the mother's forehead, and frowned slightly. A trace of difficulty showed in her eyes.
"How is she? Can you save my mother?"
Seeing the child's tense, anxious expression, Sha Si smiled faintly and gently stroked his head. "I