A group of people traveled through a strange world, and I was the only one who was not a refugee.

Even if there are other spiritual masters, their status is naturally lower than that of spiritual masters of the same level.

Not to mention Kyoto, even in any safe zone, high-level psychics would be the objects of everyone's coaxing, and they wouldn't dare to speak loudly.

Otherwise, if a B-class extraordinary person from another system dared to say that in the office of the security team headquarters just now...

As an A-level player, Cheng Zhiyuanji would most likely pick up the information and throw it in the other person's face.

The two of them looked at Akita Shin with a smile on his face, and then they realized that it was rare to find a B-level mind master with such an easy-going temperament.

Apart from anything else, Tomimaru Kazuo believes that if he were eighteen years old now and were a Class B psychic, he would most likely be extremely crazy.

When the five people arrived at the South Gate, Ogida Ryoko asked a police officer guarding the gate, "Didn't you see anyone from the Inspection Bureau?"

The man shook his head.

She nodded and said nothing more, but her expression became even colder.

About twenty minutes later, three extraordinary people from the Inspection Bureau finally arrived.

Seeing Fujiwara Takeo looking at him with a sullen face, Akita Makoto couldn't help but raise the corner of his mouth.

It's really you, kid.

Suddenly, Ogida Ryoko said, "Kneel down!"

Everyone was stunned.

Although Chang Tengsheng, a C-rank samurai among the three people in the Inspection Bureau, had been mentally prepared before coming, he never expected that she would choose to tear her face off in public.

His expression suddenly stiffened, and he said, "Lord Ogida, you are not kidding, are you? Saving people is the most important thing now."

"You also know how to save people?" Ogida Ryoko sneered, "Then don't you know what half an hour means?"

"It's bad luck. At least half of the refugees died." Akita Shin said angrily.

If one B-level psychic isn't enough, two together will definitely be enough.

Ryoko Ogida looked at him unexpectedly and was very satisfied. She originally thought he was a wimp.

Seeing that the three people still didn't move, she stopped talking nonsense and directly released her mental power, pressing down heavily!

Fujiwara Takeo suddenly felt like the sky was falling.

The oppression from a B-class psychic was simply not something a mere D-class warrior like him could endure.

But he still struggled to hold on.

Akita Shin raised his eyebrows and released his mental power without making any sound.

Everyone present immediately retreated several steps, and those who were slightly weaker retreated more than ten steps away.

"Ugh."

Ogida Takuma sighed and was about to turn around to give orders when he discovered that the police officers guarding the gate had already formed a long line in the distance.

The scene here is cleverly covered up.

"Oh!"

"Oh!"

"Oh!"

After three consecutive hits, the three people from the Review Bureau fell to their knees, and the ground was cracked by the hammering.

"You will definitely regret humiliating us like this!"

Fujiwara Takeo clenched his teeth tightly, and blood even flowed from the corners of his mouth. He stared at Akita Makoto with his eyes fixed, breathing rapidly, as if he wanted to eat him.

"You still don't know you're wrong?"

Ryoko Ogida raised her eyebrows and also laughed angrily.

Just when I was about to step forward and let him know what it meant to have a big fist before you can speak.

Akita Makoto suddenly spoke.

"Senpai Ogida, let's stop here. Just teach me a lesson."

"Most of the extraordinary people in the Review Bureau don't know much about the dangers outside the safe zone, so let's take them out to see for themselves."

Ogida Takuma tried to dissuade him, "Ryoko, that's enough. If you go too far, it will be hard for the adults to handle it."

"Next time if you dare to be clever and abuse your power without authorization, don't blame me for not reminding you how to write the word death."

"Set off."

After saying that, Ogida Ryoko snorted coldly and walked straight towards the city gate.

Akita Shin looked at Fujiwara Takeo meaningfully, withdrew his mental power, turned around and followed.

Takuma Ogida and the other two followed closely behind.

"Oh... let's go."

Nagato Noboru took a few deep breaths and then stood up tremblingly.

Just as he was about to help up the weakest one, Fujiwara Takeo, he was pushed away by him.

“When I come back, I won’t let these two guys go!”

His tone was full of resentment and humiliation.

Nagato Noboru and another extraordinary person from the Review Bureau advised successively:

"They are B-level and psychics, so they are useless."

"Brother Fujiwara, don't provoke them anymore. It's just a refugee matter. Is it necessary for you to hold a grudge against them until now?"

"Listen to my advice. Follow me closely and don't stray away from the team."

Fujiwara Takeo said nothing about the kindness of his two colleagues. He stood up and walked forward sullenly.

He just didn't believe that the people in the security team could act lawless.

This anger must be vented!

…………

As soon as he stepped out of the city gate and left the protective shield, Akita Shin noticed that the air was full of filth.

"Something is wrong. Even during the Obon Festival, there shouldn't be so much filth outside the safe zone."

Tomimaru Kazuo spoke, frowning as he looked at the black gas floating in the air.

"There is a catastrophic level of weirdness nearby."

While Ogida Ryoko reminded, she used her spiritual field.

"Oh, not bad, not bad. The humans who come out at this time are indeed very alert."

"It's not weak either, and I believe it will taste much better."

A sinister laugh was heard, and Akita Makoto looked towards the source of the sound, and a strange appearance came into his eyes.

Green skin, human body, ghost face, and a pair of wings behind him.

Chapter 48: 48. Green Face, Initiation (VIII)

[Codename: Green Face...]

Among the eight people present, except for the three people from the Review Bureau, this strange information quickly emerged in the minds of the others.

As for abilities related to the soul, no matter how weak they are, they are still very troublesome among the many catastrophic-level weirdnesses.

Akita Zhen cheered up and used his spiritual field.

"Ok?"

Qingmian looked at the very young B-level psychic in the crowd and suppressed most of his contempt.

This man is a little weird.

Ryoko Ogida also looked at Shin Akita in surprise.

At such a close distance, there is no need to use mental power to make contact, one can intuitively feel that the quality of his mental power is exaggerated.

This made her feel much more relieved, it seemed that the rumors were not exaggerated.

For a moment, neither side took any rash action.

But soon, Qingmian smiled grimly: "Persimmon, of course you have to pick the soft ones first."

A sharp finger was pointed at Akita Makoto and others and hooked several times.

The ninja and the three members of the Inspection Bureau suddenly felt a strong suction force coming.

He was horrified to find that he and three people from the Censorship Bureau were lying straight on the ground.

When he looked down again, he saw that his whole body had become translucent and was rapidly moving backwards.

"Akita-sama!"

Looking at the souls of the four people, Akita Shin raised his eyebrows, used his mental power to entangle the ninjas and pulled them back.

Ryoko Ogida also tried to save people, and she chose Noboru Nagato. Her method was not as easy as Akita Makoto's, and she seemed very cautious.

Seeing that the two of them had no intention of continuing to attack, Fujiwara Takeo panicked instantly and shouted loudly: "Save me! Save me quickly! You are seeking revenge!"

"Lord Akita, save me first, I never provoked you!"

The other person from the Censorship Bureau performed even worse, with his voice filled with tears.

Akita Makoto looked at them quietly without any unnecessary movements.

Fujiwara Takeo suddenly felt that time was passing very slowly at this moment.

He couldn't see any emotion on Akita Makoto's face, not even a hint of pleasure.

It's like... watching a clown. Even if it jumps up and down in front of you, you just don't bother to pay any attention to it.

"Haha, you two little mice, now that you're here, you still want to run away?"

After the green-faced monster laughed, it hooked its fingers again, and the souls of the two were sucked directly into its mouth.

As it continued chewing, shrill screams could be faintly heard.

Akita Makoto's expression remained unchanged. He took a few steps forward, raised his hand wrapped in mental power, grabbed it lightly, and then threw it behind him.

"call!"

The ninja looked up suddenly, making sure he was out of danger, and immediately took a few deep breaths.

Seeing this, Ryoko Ogida no longer cared that Nagato Noboru was still in a state of soul leaving his body, and roughly stuffed him back into his body.

"It seems that you are very afraid of my abilities."

Seeing that the two were still standing there, Qingmian slowly raised his hand and was about to continue the seductive game.

Strong winds came from both sides, they were Tomimaru Kazuo and Ogida Takuma.

"Akita-kun!"

Ogida Ryoko shouted, and Akita knew exactly what she meant and materialized his mental power almost at the same time.

Aren't they afraid of hurting their own people?

A hint of doubt flashed in the depths of Qingmian's eyes, but it quickly turned into a sneer.

No matter what, it's doomed to be in vain.

Faced with the impending wave of mental power, it not only did not dodge, but instead stretched out its left and right hands, firmly grasping Tomimaru Kazuo and Ogida Takuma who had already rushed to its side.

It seemed as if they had already made up their minds to die together.

Akita Shin whispered, "Senior Ogida, please hold back a bit."

Although Ogida Ryoko was confused, she still chose to trust his judgment.

The two of them were suddenly swallowed up by the waves.

When the mental power faded, Qingmian disappeared out of thin air, leaving only a ball of black ash in its place.

“This is not its true form.”