"What are you doing?"
As the president asked this, she watched everyone file out, then looked at the three strangers. "And you are...?"
In response, Cong Yu jumped down from the roof of the car and answered very briefly, "They're seeking protection."
Then Cong Yu fell silent.
After all, the "request" part had to be handled by the alien homeroom teacher and the others themselves...
Cong Yu merely looked at the soldiers gathered in the distance, apparently arguing fiercely, as well as the mercenaries standing at the front of those soldiers and debating something among themselves.
It seemed that because of that utterly absurd "time stop" just now, their morale had already begun to crumble.
The reasoning was very simple...
Just as someone who wandered into a demon village might be an ordinary person or a demon hunter.
Those mercenaries and soldiers had assumed their mission was something out of Fast & Bromance, or at worst, Terminator.
Who would have thought their opponents could turn things into sharp weapons to attack them, and even stop time?
Th-this-this...
How the hell were they supposed to fight that?! (Bluntly speaking.)
Sorry, couldn't fight it. Goodbye.
Those so-called mercenaries were nothing more than a bunch of desperadoes. Naturally, they craved the benefits others promised them.
But after realizing what kind of enemy they were facing, they would never rush forward like moths to a flame.
The other soldiers, meanwhile, did have the courage to sacrifice themselves.
Many of the soldiers belonged to the Star Alliance, and after witnessing such a feat, they had begun to question the legitimacy of this operation.
That was a good thing.
Thinking this, Cong Yu looked again at the alien homeroom teacher and the others, who seemed to have finished their discussion. "So? How did it go?"