Their eyes all turned toward the young man. This boy, who had appeared out of nowhere and looked unbelievably young, was the one who had saved Wen He.
They turned to look at the site of the explosion. Chunks of flesh lay scattered everywhere; the demon had been blown to pieces.
How had he done it?
Mercer swept his gaze over the soldiers and nodded in satisfaction. "Just what I'd expect of Great Xia's soldiers. Willing to sacrifice yourselves for what's right. Good."
Seeing so many people from Great Xia for the first time in ages lifted Mercer's spirits.
Being surrounded by foreigners, feeling like a stranger in a foreign land, really wasn't pleasant.
Talking with people from his own country made him happier.
Mercer had just started to step forward when the soldiers immediately went on alert, half raising their guns.
"Are you human or an alien?"
Although Mercer had saved one of their men, they still didn't know who he was and couldn't recklessly trust him.
"My name is Mercer. I'm from Earth," Mercer said, briefly introducing himself.
"Mercer?"
The captain frowned. He had never heard that name before. Gripping his rifle tightly, he remained vigilant. "How did you save him just now? Are you a super soldier too?"
"A super soldier?" Mercer suddenly snapped back to his senses.
In this world, superheroes were called super soldiers. Even if they possessed abilities ordinary people couldn't understand, they were still heroes who fought for their country and its people.
With great power came great responsibility.
That saying was embodied to the fullest by the super soldiers of the Xiong Bing Lian.
Mercer looked at them earnestly. "I suppose I count as a super soldier. I don't want to lie to you. I'm not a member of the Xiong Bing