After drawing cards, the evil god became my source of吐槽 (tu cao, a form of humorous commentary/criti

Chapter 110 Large-scale Mysterious Shopping Mall (14)

The battlefield has returned to calm, with only scattered ashes drifting in the wind, carrying a scorching scent, reminding everyone of the thrilling battle that had just taken place here.

The survivors they were escorting looked terrified; some knew there were many strange things happening outside and trembled with fear, clutching their heads.

"I never expected that none of us would die in the face of so many mysterious attacks."

One of the agents couldn't help but say.

"Let's go, move them to Sector D first," You Xin ordered solemnly, putting away the cross.

The group slowly set off.

An Jing walked in the middle of the group, but her thoughts were wandering.

Her fingers continued to caress the card, its surface warm as a heart. She couldn't stop thinking about what had just happened between Qin Chao and the woman with the paper umbrella.

It took them about ten minutes to reach Zone D.

The survivors were gradually housed inside, their pale faces illuminated by the dim light.

They were all filled with unease.

Youlong plopped down on the steps, wiped the sweat from his brow, and glanced at the group of people. He couldn't help but mutter, "There are too many people. Even if this place is relatively safe, such a large group of living people gathered together might attract some strange occurrences."

“Hmm,” You Xin replied in a deep voice, “It is indeed a problem.”

She glanced at the remaining agents.

Of the ten agents, five do not have superpowers.

If we continue to lead them to Area B, it will undoubtedly be pointless and will only result in five more deaths.

If they were left to guard the survivors... it's uncertain whether these five people could hold out should any strange creatures approach.

I fear the result will still be five more lives lost.

Moreover, there were also wounded.

Xin frowned and said, "Should we just split into two teams? One team stays here to guard this area, and the other team continues to advance towards Zone B."

Youlong quickly retorted: "Splitting into teams is riskier. As you've seen, the number and strength of the supernatural beings in areas A and B will only increase. Without agents with special abilities accompanying them, it's suicide. But if they stay here, they won't be able to withstand three or four supernatural beings if they come."

The two discussed it back and forth, but still couldn't find a suitable solution.

An Jing stood quietly to the side, listening for a long time, and gradually made a decision in her heart.

"I'll do it," she suddenly said.

They both turned to look at her at the same time.

An Jing slowly pulled a notebook from his pocket; the cover was dark and seemed to have no presence.

But when she opened it in her hand, a faint glimmer of light flashed.

An Jing lowered his head and scribbled on the paper. The sound of the pen tip moving across the paper was extremely soft, yet it made one's heart inexplicably tense.

She wrote down a few words:

Rules are generated in this area that benefit humanity, while the mysterious cannot benefit from them.

She paused after writing it.

This document can only provide a general direction; it cannot specify detailed terms. The rest depends on how well the props are used.

Sure enough, the writing on the notebook glowed faintly, as if turned by an unseen hand. A few seconds later, the pages appeared automatically in response:
【OK! 】

The next instant, An Jing clearly felt an invisible force spreading from the notebook, permeating the entire building. The air trembled slightly, as if some kind of "law" had been rewritten here.

“It’s done.” An Jing closed the notebook and looked up at the people present. “From now on, you just need to abide by the rules of this area.”

"Rules?" someone asked in surprise.

An Jing explained calmly, "Simply put, the rules that this tool currently generates are beneficial and effective for humans. The mysterious cannot use it or take advantage of it to infiltrate. If you don't do anything reckless and break the taboo, you will be safe and sound."

Upon hearing this, the survivors visibly breathed a sigh of relief, and a long-lost glimmer of hope appeared on their faces.

You Xin paused for a few seconds, then gave a thumbs up: "You're so reliable, sis! Now I can rest assured and leave someone else to stay behind."

He's practically the Doraemon of the detective world.

Youlong raised an eyebrow, his gaze towards her somewhat complicated.

It seems she has a good relationship with this notebook.

Weren't they cursing and swearing before?

Xin quickly instructed, "The five agents without superpowers, stay here and guard the survivors. There are rules protecting you here, and with your combat experience, you should be able to hold out. We'll come back to support you after we've dealt with the situation in Sector B." The agents exchanged glances, a hint of tension flashing in their eyes, but they ultimately nodded.

An Jing drew another card from the deck, flicked her finger, and a small, blood-red doll appeared in mid-air, giggling as it landed on the ground.

“Leaving the Blood Curse Doll here provides an extra layer of protection.” Her tone was calm, yet reassuring.

"Okay." You Xin nodded.

After everything was settled, the five regrouped and headed towards Area B.

The journey was quiet, yet the oppressive atmosphere made it hard to breathe.

Everyone knew that the dangers ahead would only increase.

Youlong continued to walk at the forefront, occasionally igniting a small flame in his palm to illuminate the way for everyone.

Xin silently inspected the weapons, his expression cold and stern. The remaining three walked slower, appearing somewhat tired.

An Jing noticed that they were quite exhausted, both physically and mentally, so she walked over to them and whispered, "Let me help you recover."

"Huh?" Yunji was the first to be stunned.

An Jing had already reached out and grabbed his wrist.

In that instant, a warm energy seeped into his skin, like a clear spring flowing over parched land, quickly dispelling the fatigue within him.

"Uh." Yunji froze, his face instantly turning red, as if the blood had rushed to his ears.

"Relax," An Jing said calmly. "What's there to be nervous about?"

Yunji's breath caught in his throat, and his ears burned.

That's true. Even Yunji despises himself for being shy at a time like this.

But I just couldn't help feeling embarrassed and shy.

Holly burst out laughing.

That good-for-nothing.

Youlong turned around and couldn't help but grin: "Hey, kid, your face is all red."

Anyway, Youlong will never be shy.

He and An Jing have both hugged.

The situation was urgent at the time, and looking back, it's a bit embarrassing.

However, An Jing didn't take it seriously, so You Long didn't pay much attention to it either.

"Captain, please stop teasing me."

An Jingze remained calm and unmoved.

From a young age, she didn't differentiate between men and women. In her eyes, they were all people, with noses and eyes, so what was the difference?

Once her energy was fully restored, she released her grip and began to replenish Holly's energy.

Along the way, An Jing took turns restoring the energy of the group.

Her expression remained indifferent; she would only offer a word of "relax" when touched.

Xin observed silently without uttering a sound.

This girl...

So versatile!

I am also very grateful.

When she had an argument with her master, he backed down and said he would ask An Jing.

If An Jing is unwilling, no one can force her.

There's no problem with the new one.

But An Jing chose to come.

Meanwhile, new shadows were gradually spreading across the distant streets.

Their steps grew heavier and heavier.

　I've taken so many days off these past few days... I'm so sorry www, the author just hasn't adjusted their mindset yet, sigh, sorry everyone.

　　(End of this chapter)