After Lava Eye Boy fell, Mo Ling could finally toss the trash from the Cube without restraint.
However, everyone present ignored the things he threw out. Instead, they glared furiously at the Cube in the air as if they wanted to devour it alive.
Even when Mo Ling tossed trash right in front of them, they no longer spared it a glance.
Seeing this, Mo Ling could only stop trying.
Do they really not recognize them?
They don't even recognize Easy-Pull Cans? Or snacks?
Mo Ling's heart sank as he suddenly realized that the divide between him and these young people was no longer merely a thick barrier, but an insurmountable mountain.
If they don't even recognize Easy-Pull Cans and snacks, then forget the electronic screen... How am I supposed to communicate with them?
He began wondering where these young people had come from.
How can they lack even basic common sense?
While Mo Ling was still thinking about how to communicate, the young people launched another attack. Boss once again trapped the Cube with a Space Ball, while Black Hand Girl raised her hand toward the Cube, her arm turning incomparably black.
"Don't think of it as an ability being released from afar. Think of it as being transmitted through the air. First, turn the air into something capable of conducting your power, then send that power to the target, just like what you did to the others earlier. Stay calm. You can definitely do it," Boss encouraged Black Hand Girl.
Hearing his encouragement, Black Hand Girl's expression became extraordinarily resolute. Her companions, who lacked combat ability, stood behind her, and her trembling hand gradually steadied.
"Boss, I can feel it now."
"Good. Try turning the Heavenly Soldier into another substance," Boss guided her step by step.
Black Hand