"Maintaining" Order

"What's your name? Which country are you from?" Xiao He asked impatiently.

The crowd was still stunned by the "Psychic Intimidation" effect, so only the white man stood up and responded. He looked pained and seemed reluctant to speak, but the "Absolute Command" forced him to answer.

"My name is Scott Atkins, and I'm from [country name missing]," the white man said with difficulty.

"Country? But aren't you a member of the Australian team?" a Mutant next to him asked, puzzled.

"I don't need to answer your question!" Scott rolled his eyes at the Mutant, then spat, "You lowly thing, don't talk to me!"

"What the hell did you say? I'm a high-caste nobleman!" This Mutant wasn't one to back down either, retorting angrily, "In our country, lowly creatures like you are only fit to shine my shoes!"

The Russian guy who had just been there punched Scott in the face, yelling, "You son of a bitch! You dare mess with me! I'll rip your guts out!"

The punch sent Scott slamming his head into the dining table, overturning the entire table and scattering food all over the floor.

"Ah!?" Xiao He frowned immediately, feeling even more distressed about the delicious food.

However, this punch angered the Mutant in the continental team. One of the black women stood up and threw a fireball at the big man. The fireball hit the big man squarely in the chest, sending him flying. He crashed onto the next table, knocking over a whole table of food.

This infuriated Xiao He: If you're going to fight, then fight! Why waste food?

This immediately ignited the atmosphere. The South United team at this table stood up and roared at Zhou, "Fuck! Are you guys looking for trouble?! You dare to smash things on our side!"

The burly Ross man scrambled to his feet, furious and ready to retaliate, but Scott had already caught his breath. He raised his hand, and the rubble and steel bars on the ground rapidly coalesced into a spear that flew out. The Ross man cracked his neck, his figure flashing as he teleported a distance to avoid the spear. He then appeared in front of Scott, who had just stood up, and punched him in the stomach.

Scott's teammates were about to help, but Ross's other teammates also stepped in to assist.

Chaos erupted at the scene, and the Mutant began fighting amongst themselves.

"That's enough!" Xiao He shouted to the crowd with concern. "Can't we stop wasting food?!"

"Fuck you!" Scott's teammate angrily overturned the table in front of Xiao He.

But then his body suddenly and uncontrollably moved backward, the table stood up again, and the food was placed on it.

"Didn't you hear what I just said?" Xiao He gritted his teeth and raised his hand at the man.

"Say what your mother says!" Scott angrily waved his arm at Xiao He, and the steel bars under the ground turned into sharp spikes that pierced Xiao He's body, but the spikes stopped the moment they touched Xiao He.

Xiao He was truly enraged: no one stopped, and more and more Mutant joined the chaotic fight, which was about to escalate into a mass brawl among Mutant, ultimately leading to the entire restaurant being razed to the ground.

"Yinglong, go and maintain Order," Cui Man instructed him from behind. "Besides protecting the Mutant from harm, ensuring they don't harm others is also your task."

"Roger that!" Xiao He had been waiting for her to say that. "These little brats who waste food deserve a good beating!"

He turned to Scott, raised his hand, and released the absorbed impact. Scott grunted and was sent tumbling halfway through the air before crashing to the ground.

Most of the Mutant at the scene came from impoverished backgrounds, and the leniency shown to Mutant abroad made them have little concept of "rules," acting entirely on impulse.

Moreover, these Mutant abroad had been suppressed for too long under the halo of "Yinglong." Now that this "other people's child" was right in front of them, although they knew very well that one person could not be a match for "Yinglong," there were so many of them. As the saying goes, "the guilty are not punished by the masses," which gave them confidence. Therefore, most of the Mutant present immediately turned their attention to Xiao He.

Just as Xiao He was about to restore the damaged ground, someone stepped forward and punched Xiao He hard in the face.

The punch was quite heavy, and the impact spread out in a circle. Xiao He couldn't help but be knocked to the side by the blow, but he retaliated with a sweeping strike to the opponent's face. The man was sent spinning around on the spot and fell to the ground, unconscious.

"Should we go up and help?!" Qin Weize asked nervously.

"Of course! How can he get all this good stuff by himself!" Yue Feng said irritably.

"No, you can't reveal your abilities before the competition starts! Let Yinglong handle this alone; it's his responsibility anyway." Cui Man frowned and said, "Do you know why no other country is willing to take on such a lucrative project? It's because of the possibility of this situation: so many powerful Mutant gathered together—no country is confident they can coexist peacefully."

At this point, Cui Man's lips curled into a slight smile, "Except for us."

After thinking it over, the crowd settled down and left the mess to Xiao He to handle alone.

As Xiao He knocked down two people, more Mutant launched an attack on him.

A fireball, dark red to almost black, hurtled towards Xiao He's chest, but he absorbed the flames almost immediately. Xiao He then unleashed a shockwave at the attacker, but another Mutant stepped forward and erected a crystal barrier, blocking Xiao He's attack.

This crystal wall is somewhat similar to Xiao He's Perfect Cube, but it only has one side.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, two Mutant stepped forward. One grabbed Xiao He's left hand, and the other grabbed Xiao He right hand. A third Mutant then fired a beam of light at Xiao He's chest, but it didn't even set Xiao He clothes on fire.

Xiao He swung his arms, easily lifting the two men into the air and then slamming them together. With a muffled thud, the two cried out in pain, clutching their heads as they fell to the ground.

Immediately afterward, a hurricane rose up beside Xiao He, followed by two bolts of lightning. Xiao He swiftly waved his hand, dispersing the wind and lightning, but a golden chain immediately bound him.

Immediately, a dinner knife struck Xiao He in the chest. However, the knife did not slow down after hitting Xiao He; instead, its speed continued to increase. Xiao He felt the pressure on his chest growing stronger and stronger. He then swung his hand to deflect the knife, which grazed his arm and continued to move faster and faster until it turned into a streak of starlight in the air.

"This ability..." Xiao He frowned and pondered, but at that moment the air in front of him suddenly distorted and formed a ring of explosions. However, the impact of the explosions was absorbed by Xiao He the instant they touched him.

Xiao He realized that the Mutant at the scene, while seemingly provoking trouble, were actually harboring their own ulterior motives.

Some people were indeed provoked, but some just wanted to take this opportunity to figure out Yinglong's strength, while others wanted to test whether their Superpower would be effective against Yinglong.

It is precisely because of these "devious schemes" that the Mutant from different countries present are so united.

Xiao He was a little angry. Although these people couldn't cause him any harm, if things continued like this, the noodles he had ordered would clump together!

"I'm giving you one last chance. Stop the violence, return to your seats and eat, and I can let bygones be bygones!" Xiao He threatened, displeased.

But as he spoke, three Mutant stepped forward and grabbed him, allowing the other Mutant to continue their attack.

"This is an ultimatum. If you still don't listen, I will be forced to use force." Before Xiao He could finish speaking, another fist landed on his face.

This time, Xiao He finally snapped.

"Very good." Xiao He nodded in satisfaction.

Xiao He glanced at the two Mutant who were clinging to his arms, placed his palms on their chests, and then directly injected the shock into their bodies. The two men groaned, clutched their abdomens, and collapsed to their knees, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

Then, Xiao He calmly tilted his head back, bumping into the face of the person who was hugging his waist from behind. He then pressed one hand on the back of the other person's head and the other person's ankle, suddenly bent over and leaped forward, throwing the Mutant to the ground with a Shoulder Throw. He then used the momentum of the Shoulder Throw to roll to his feet.

But just as Xiao He stood up, a Mutant wielding a lightsaber slashed at him.

Xiao He decided to be cautious about the unknown Superpower, so he erected Perfect Cube next to himself. When he slashed down with his sword, it struck the Perfect Cube and immediately emitted a dazzling light.

"How is that possible!? My Superpower can cut through anything!" the Mutant exclaimed in astonishment.

Xiao He dispelled the cube and delivered a whip kick to the opponent's face, sending the man spinning twice in mid-air before he collapsed to the ground. Then, Xiao He glanced at the group of Mutant behind him, raised his hands, and a Soul Chains out from each finger, linking the ten people together.

Then Xiao He stepped forward and struck one of the men on the head with a sharp rap. All ten men were instantly struck as if by lightning and fell to the ground.

There was an uproar at the scene; this new ability was something they had never seen before.

But Xiao He did not stop there. He landed in the crowd, stomped his foot lightly, and a shockwave spread out. About half of the people on the scene were thrown into the air by the shockwave. Then Xiao He swung his hands down forcefully, and everyone felt as if a sledgehammer was smashing down on them. They were all knocked to the ground, and more than a dozen people lost their ability to move.

At this moment, a Mutant clasped his hands together as if holding an invisible basketball, but enormous energy gathered in his hands. Then, he pushed his hands out towards Xiao He, and a miniature black hole flew towards Xiao He.

Xiao He reached out and grabbed the black hole. A huge amount of energy came from the black hole, but he didn't care at all. While absorbing the energy, he released the absorbed energy with his left hand. The powerful impact immediately blew the Mutant in front of him backward.

In just a few rounds, half of the more than eighty Mutant present had fallen! The remaining people immediately dared not make a move.

Some people were frightened by Yinglong's strength and dared not go forward to risk their lives. The rest of the group, however, had actually intended to test Yinglong's Superpower and see if their attacks would be effective against Yinglong, and now they knew that.

Those clever people had already quietly completed their "test" behind the scenes, so now they chose to compromise.

A white man with long red hair raised his hand and laughed, "I give up. It's Yinglong after all, too strong. I'd better eat."

Xiao He recognized this man; his red hair was a very distinctive feature. This man was a five Mutant from the continent known as "Bomb Man," whose real Shier Nash Shernash. He was one of the earliest five Mutant in the world.

Xiao He remembered that the attack earlier included the explosion caused by this guy, but that wasn't the Bomb Man's full power.

Even the infamous "Bomb Man" had spoken, and the others immediately began to consider backing down.

It wasn't because Nash had particularly strong leadership skills, but because Nash was a very good fighting force. Without him, they would have even less confidence in defeating "Yinglong".

So after thinking about it, everyone started to sit back down in their seats and continue eating.

"If anyone wastes food again, don't blame me for being rude!" Xiao He sneered, then turned and returned to his seat.

Those present couldn't help but feel embarrassed: So wasn't it all for maintaining Order?

After stirring his noodles, Xiao He breathed a sigh of relief: thankfully it was oil-splashed noodles, so they wouldn't clump together so easily.

Cui Man, who was standing nearby, also breathed a sigh of relief and pressed her earpiece, instructing, "Medical staff, come and take the injured person away for treatment."

Xiao He was relatively restrained in his actions; he didn't kill them, only knocking them unconscious. Their injuries were all self-inflicted.

Despite this, the crowd was still somewhat shaken: this guy, facing an attack from over eighty Mutant alone—though not everyone participated, at least a dozen were attacking simultaneously—had managed to leave Yinglong unscathed while half of them had fallen.

Now everyone understands one thing: it's impossible to defeat this person by one person's own strength, and it's even impossible for three people to defeat this guy together in a team competition.

The only thing that can restrict "Yinglong" is the competition rules.

Fortunately, the competition was a series of battles, so no matter how powerful Yinglong was, he would get tired after fighting a dozen or so Mutant, and then they would have their chance.

Back at the table, Xiao He prepared to eat, but a problem arose.

"What about the mask? Should we take it off?" Xiao He asked hesitantly.

"The lower half of this new mask can be removed," Cui Man explained from the side, pressing the clasp on his cheek. The lower half of the mask slid off his face with a soft click.

"It's all cold, it's fucking infuriating," Xiao He complained, eating the cold noodles and fried dumplings.

"Shall I ask the kitchen to heat it up for you?" Ye Wanqing said with concern. "Eating it cold will upset your stomach."

"Forget it, I'm starving, I can't wait that long," Xiao He sighed.

"So, how do you feel about those people's Superpower?" Xie Haining asked seriously from the side.

"Well, how should I put it?" Xiao He replied, slurping his noodles. "Most of them are quite ordinary, at least that's how I've sensed it so far; they probably haven't used their full strength. But there are a few guys whose abilities are clearly much stronger than the others."

"We can't underestimate the enemy," Cui Man said earnestly, patting Xia Yu's head. "Those who made it this far are basically level 4 or 5, and the rest must have some special skill. We must not let our guard down."

At this point, ambassadors from various countries arrived, leading to another round of heated verbal sparring. However, due to the sheer number of Mutant involved, the overwhelming numbers, and the fact that no one was seriously injured, the matter was eventually resolved by downplaying it.

However, this conflict still made everyone realize one thing: Yinglong's power was genuine, not just hype.

However, although Xiao He intervened to "maintain" Order, the scene actually became even more chaotic after the fight, with almost half of the restaurant reduced to ruins. As a result, everyone had to take their food back to their rooms to eat.

After everyone finished their meal, they gradually returned to the lounge. Xiao He took advantage of the time when everyone had left to use "Entropy Reduction" to repair the restaurant area.

"What's wrong with these foreign Mutant?" Xiao He frowned and complained. "They all act without considering the consequences at all. If this happened in our country, I would have thrown them in jail long ago."

"That's how it is abroad. They give Mutant a lot of privileges, the stronger their Superpower, the more privileges they have, so they're used to acting recklessly," Cui Man explained softly. "But the end result is that no one has received specialized training. Remember, this will be their fatal flaw."

Xiao He nodded and had the entire restaurant repaired.

"Alright, go back and get some rest. There's a group formation ceremony tonight," Cui Man said with a smile, patting his shoulder.

Tonight, the group members will be determined by drawing lots. However, although it is called a draw, it is not entirely random. After all, this is a commercial event, and the real purpose is not to determine the winner but to make money. Therefore, the premise is that no Dragon Country can be in the same group, and other countries will be randomly grouped.

This will prevent either the Dragon Country or the National Middle School from being eliminated before reaching the semi-finals.

For the organizers, the perfect ending would naturally be a final showdown between the Dragon Country.

When Xiao He returned to the lounge, the other members of the Special Response Department were all discussing it.

"Look, the other teams are basically five plus one, that is, five official members plus one substitute. Only Guo, wow, five official members and ten substitutes, all five or more." Zhang Ming was complaining at this moment. "There is no limit to the number of substitutes. This rule is simply unreasonable. It's completely providing convenience for Guo, isn't it?"

"Indeed," Han Tianyu agreed, frowning.

"Old Xiao." Ye Wanqing saw Xiao He and quickly came to greet him, smiling happily. "Are you alright?"

"What could possibly happen to me? They're the ones in trouble." Xiao He patted her little head. "Good girl."

The moment they saw Xiao He, everyone present felt relieved: what was there to worry about? Even a hundred substitutes couldn't defeat Yinglong, let alone ten.