Chapter 87: Citywide Riot

Every Mental Aberrant practically possessed their own Telekinetic Power, differing only in strength.

Weak ones strained just to lift an apple, treating it merely as a perceptive force.

Chen Jing had witnessed the strongest Ability User, capable of shaping their Telekinetic Power into bullets to kill opponents from over a hundred meters away.

But now, she saw someone who could use their Telekinetic Power to deflect the barrage of five Gatling guns at close range. Moreover, he had stubbornly held for at least three or four seconds. The power displayed here was simply…

Chen Jing inexplicably recalled the incident where the three-story building of the Red Moon Orphanage had been destroyed by Telekinetic Power…

…

Chen Jing quickly snapped back to herself, biting her lip fiercely.

She used the pain to force alertness, channeling an almost savage Will to make herself act correctly.

Blood seeped from her lip, and Chen Jing’s pupils abruptly turned a vivid red.

Then, her voice sounded.

Low, yet carrying an abnormal penetrative force.

It seemed imbued with a certain kind of magic, undrowned by the exceptionally chaotic, piercing gunfire. Like something tangible on a conceptual level, it flowed slowly but unstoppably toward the gun-wielding figures ahead…

“You hold the most powerful weapons in your hands. With them, you can annihilate everything before you…”

“With such annihilating force at your command, do you feel like the worlds’ king?”

“There can only be one king of worlds!”

“Since you wield such terrifying weaponry, why not turn them toward one another…”

“See whose firepower reigns supreme?”

“…”

Lu Xin heard this voice and instinctively turned around.

He then saw Chen Jing—calm-faced but crimson-eyed at that moment.

She seemed even more vivid than the Crimson Moon in the sky.

…

Just as Chen Jing’s voice echoed, the Gatling roar ceased abruptly.

Those pushing the Gatlings now wore bewildered expressions, as if forgetting to fire. After a dazed pause, their faces lit with a kind of fanatic fervor, like an indescribable surge of overconfidence.

Then, as if coordinated, they swiveled the muzzles to point at others carrying similar weapons.

Coincidentally, there were six multi-barrel rapid-fire guns divided carefully into teams of two.

Immediately after, gunfire erupted once more.

But this time, only momentarily, before they all collapsed to the ground.

The bullet-torn wounds oozed a faint red fluid, more like mucus than blood.

Some injuries struck the body, others the head, and their behavior turned unnaturally Anomaly.

The wounded writhed as limbs strained upward; the head-wounded twisted their torsos eerily. Noticeably, one had half of their skull blown open, revealing a gray-white substance that looked dried, lifeless.

Psycho-modified Humans.

That “Qin Ran” had left these Psycho-modified Humans ambush-ready; he had long factored in the sacrifice.

These Psycho-modified Humans were expendable decoys tasked to snipe any Ability Users hindering their painting theft, which was why Chen Jing could influence them. Had Qin Ran nearby exerted control, Psycho-modified Humans would be far trickier to handle than ordinary people.

…

As the bullet storm calmed, Lu Xin snapped his head up to look at Mother.

She dusted off her clothes softly then, as if sweeping away lint.

Countless bullets clinked pleasantly as they dropped from her form.

Mother looked composed like she had just exited a shopping mall—no wounds, not a single wrinkle on her clothes. She watched Lu Xin with an amused glint, teasing him like a wayward child:

“You were bullied quite badly this time…”

Lu Xin hesitated a moment still before lightly nodding in admission.

His lips formed a self-mocking smile as he softly admitted: “Yeah…I nearly died…”

Little Sister grew instantly wary.

Instinctively putting distance, she tilted her head, scrutinizing Lu Xin.

Mother watched Lu Xin quietly; her smile widened, but her eyes flickered strangely.

Lu Xin lifted his head too and smiled back at her.

They exchanged glances and shared a smile—one borne of mutual understanding.

At precisely this same moment, Chen Jing, who had utilized her abilities to deal with the snipers, had gritted her teeth and torn off her jacket, tightly bandaging her abdominal wound. Beneath the cut white shirt, a small strip of pink lace could be seen.

“Seal off Satellite City No.2 immediately…”

After dressing the wound at top speed, she immediately pulled out her constantly ringing satellite phone, her voice sharp: “The oil painting retrieved from Bengbu Port has been stolen. Suspect the opposing force is from Outside the City. They came prepared and laid their plans long ago… Listen to me, wait! Also, a sudden Special Contamination Incident related to Red Rose has emerged on Jiujiang Road. It’s currently spreading…”

“What?”

“……”

After issuing several commands in quick succession, she suddenly fell silent, listening to the response from the other end.

Her expression then shifted slightly. Her lips, pale from blood loss, trembled faintly.

“Satellite City No.2, issue a Level One Alert!”

“……”

As soon as she finished speaking, she urgently turned to Lu Xin: “The Special Contamination Incident appearing in Satellite City No.2 isn’t the only one. Serious, sudden, large-scale contamination signs also appeared in multiple other districts within the city. Due to the lack of any warning or preparation, most have already begun spreading directly. The threat level of each case… exceeds C-class…”

She spoke rapidly, but her voice suddenly softened.

She noticed Lu Xin’s eyes seemed slightly unfocused.

His expression was strange; a bit dazed. It was unclear if he was smiling or lost in thought.

……

“My, my, the chaos is unfolding…”

Mother spoke lightly, a gentle laugh escaping as she covered her mouth with her hand.

Yet her gaze remained fixed on Lu Xin, a faint, unreadable smile playing on her lips: “Whatever will you do?”

“I’m also considering what to do.”

Lu Xin raised his head, looking towards the direction where “Qin Ran” had driven away after obtaining the painting.

Mother said softly: “That man was fierce. He stole your painting. He even almost killed you and your Little Sister. He just walked away nonchalantly with the thing he wanted. Probably laughing to himself, thinking all of you are fools…”

“So, how do you plan to handle this matter?”

“……”

Lu Xin stood quietly, seemingly troubled by the question as well.

Mother chuckled: “Look at your Little Sister, see how frightened she is right now?”

Lu Xin turned to look. His Little Sister wore an expression of intense vigilance, her small body slightly tensed. She stared intensely at him.

It seemed as if she was ready to flee at any moment.

Honestly, judging by her demeanor, it seemed more like she was afraid of him…

But what did it matter? Lu Xin didn’t wish to contemplate that question now.

He only felt a throbbing ache at his temples, leaving him restless and irritable.

His heart seethed with anxiety!