Chapter 87: Unraveling Chaos

Basically every Mentally Altered Person has their own Telekinesis, the only difference is its strength.

The weaker ones struggle just to lift an apple, using it more like a sensory ability.

The strongest Ability User Chen Jing had ever seen could turn their telekinesis into bullets, killing opponents from a hundred meters away.

But now, she was seeing someone who could use their telekinesis at close range to block the barrage from five six-barreled Gatling guns. And he had held on for at least three or four seconds already. The Power displayed here was simply…

Chen Jing inexplicably recalled the time the three-story building of the Red Moon Orphanage was destroyed by telekinesis…

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Chen Jing snapped back to reality, biting her lip hard.

She used the pain to force herself awake, relying on an almost ferocious will to do the right thing.

Blood seeped from her lip, and Chen Jing’s pupils suddenly turned crimson.

Then, her voice rang out.

It was low, yet possessed an abnormal penetrating quality.

This voice seemed to hold a certain magic; even the exceptionally loud and piercing sound of gunfire couldn’t drown it out. Like something tangible, it slowly but unstoppably surged towards the gunmen ahead…

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

“Possessing such destructive power, don’t you feel like kings of the world?”

“But there can only be one king!”

“Since you all hold such terrifying weapons, why not look at each other…”

“And see whose firepower is stronger?”

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Lu Xin heard the voice and subconsciously turned around.

Then he saw Chen Jing, her expression calm, her eyes blood-red.

They seemed even brighter than the Red Moon in the sky.

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Just as Chen Jing’s voice sounded, the roar of the Gatling guns abruptly stopped.

The men pushing the Gatling guns now looked somewhat bewildered, as if they’d forgotten to shoot. After a moment’s pause, fanatical expressions suddenly appeared on their faces, fueled by an overwhelming, misplaced confidence.

Then, they simultaneously turned their gun barrels, aiming at the others pushing identical weapons.

There were exactly six multi-barreled Gatling guns, and they carefully divided themselves into three pairs.

After that, the gunfire roared once more.

However, this time the gunfire only lasted a moment before they all collapsed to the ground.

From the wounds torn open by bullets, only a faint red liquid flowed, looking less like Blood and more like mucus.

Some were wounded in the body, others in the head. Their actions became exceptionally bizarre. Those wounded in the body seemed to struggle to lift their limbs, while those shot in the head twisted unnaturally. One could even notice that half of one man’s head was blown off, revealing a grayish-white substance that looked dry and lacked any elasticity.

Mentally modified people.

That “Qin Ran” had left several mentally modified people here for an ambush, perhaps already prepared for these losses.

However, it was precisely because these mentally modified people were disposable, merely used to intercept any Ability Users who might interfere with their mission to steal the painting, that Chen Jing was able to influence them with her Ability, causing them to kill each other. Otherwise, with an Ability User nearby exerting influence, mentally modified people are much harder to deal with than ordinary people.

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The moment the whistling bullets stopped, Lu Xin abruptly looked up towards Mom.

At that moment, Mom was gently patting her body, as if dusting herself off.

Countless bullets fell from her, creating a crisp, pleasant tinkling sound.

And Mom looked as if she had just returned from a stroll through the mall. Not only were there no wounds visible, but even her clothes didn’t have a single wrinkle. She just smiled at Lu Xin, as if teasing a disappointing child:

“This time, you were bullied quite badly, huh…”

Lu Xin seemed hesitant, but after a moment of silence, he still nodded lightly.

Then a smile appeared on his face, seemingly self-deprecating, as he whispered, “Yeah, I almost died…”

Sister suddenly became somewhat wary.

She subconsciously moved a little further away from Lu Xin, tilting her head as she observed him.

Mom, however, watched Lu Xin quietly, her smile widening, though her eyes held a strange look.

Lu Xin also looked up, offering Mom a smile.

They looked at each other and smiled, a smile of mutual understanding, as if their thoughts were connected.

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At the same time, Chen Jing, having dealt with the attackers using her ability, had already gritted her teeth and torn off her jacket, tightly binding the wound on her abdomen. Beneath her torn white shirt, a small edge of pink lace could be seen.

“Immediately lock down Second Satellite City…”

After quickly bandaging the wound, she immediately picked up the constantly ringing Satellite Phone and sternly said, “The oil painting recovered from Bengbu Port has been stolen. We suspect the perpetrators are armed forces from outside the city, well-prepared, and likely started planning long ago… Listen to me first, there’s also a sudden Special Pollution Incident related to Red Rose on Jiujiang Road, and it’s already spreading…”

“What?”

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

Then her expression changed slightly. Her lips, pale from blood loss, trembled faintly.

“Second Satellite City, issue a Level 1 alert!”

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After saying this, she anxiously turned around and said to Lu Xin, “This isn’t the only Special Pollution Incident in Second Satellite City. Other districts are also showing signs of severe, sudden large-scale pollution. And because it happened without warning or preparation, most have already started spreading. The threat levels are all… C-level or higher…”

She spoke nervously, but her voice suddenly trailed off.

She noticed that Lu Xin’s eyes seemed slightly unfocused.

His expression was strange, somewhat dazed, making it unclear whether he was smiling or contemplating something.

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“Oh my, things are getting messy, aren’t they…”

Mom chuckled softly, covering her mouth with her hand.

But her gaze remained fixed on Lu Xin, a faint smile playing on her lips. “What do you want to do?”

“I’m also considering what to do.”

Lu Xin looked up towards a certain direction, the direction “Qin Ran” had driven off in after taking the painting.

Mom spoke gently, “That person is very fierce, you know. He stole your painting, almost got you killed, almost got Sister killed. He walked away quite smugly with what he wanted, probably thinking you people are all fools…”

“So, how do you want to handle this?”

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Lu Xin stood quietly, seemingly troubled by this question.

Mom smiled, “Look at Sister, look how scared she is right now?”

Lu Xin turned his head and saw Sister looking wary, her small body slightly tense, staring fixedly at him.

She looked ready to bolt at any moment.

Actually, judging by her behavior, it seemed more like she was afraid of him…

But what did that matter? Lu Xin felt unwilling to dwell on that question right now.

He only felt a throbbing pain in his temples, making him feel agitated.

Inner turmoil!