Grandparents, parents, please bless me! Your daughter may not be able to take care of you in your old age!

Jiang Siqi screamed in her heart.

Just a moment ago, they were still wandering around the new product display square, waiting for the team leader to give orders. Unexpectedly, a mutation suddenly occurred, and they saw from afar through the glass curtain wall that the reception hall employees started attacking the guests like zombies, and the clean glass wall was instantly covered with bloodstains!

Wang Baihu ordered everyone to rush to the hall immediately to protect innocent civilians.

Jiang Siqi had never experienced anything like this before. Seeing the flowing blood and the screaming crowd, she felt her legs trembling.

"Everyone, don’t panic, we are agents of the Dimensional Limit Mechanism. The main entrance is safe, head this way!" Wang Baihu guided the panicked crowd while reminding the team members, "Don’t just stand there. If you’re confident, go deal with the enemy. If not, stay outside to help the civilians!"

"What are you talking about? Of course I’m confident!" Han Yuhao retorted with his usual boldness, took a deep breath, and rushed to one side of the hall, shouting at the company employees gnawing at the guests’ necks, "Hey, you idiots, look over here! Believe it or not, I’ll chop you all to pieces!?"

His voice echoed like thunder, rolling through the hall and making the surrounding glass walls buzz.

Incredibly, the seven or eight employees in the hall actually stopped their biting actions and turned to look at him.

No way, this actually works!?

The next second, they abandoned the dead and charged straight at the man with earrings.

Jiang Siqi stared wide-eyed at the approaching mutants, almost screaming.

These people really resembled zombies, with their eyes rolled back, ears becoming pointed and long, running with their hands stretched out and nails as sharp as if they hadn’t been cut for ten years.

The problem was, they ran as fast as normal people, which made them much harder to deal with than zombies!

"I’ve attracted the enemies for you, now it’s your turn to perform!" the man with the earrings shouted.

Who asked for your help? Jiang Siqi really wanted to slap him hard. Couldn’t they eliminate them one by one in the chaos?

"Too reckless! You didn’t even consider if we could handle them!" Li Xing raised his hands, pointing at the space between the man with earrings and the employees.

The marble floor instantly became incredibly shiny, as if coated with a layer of clear oil film, reflecting the ceiling lights perfectly.

As soon as the mutated employees rushed in, a large number of them slipped and fell.

"What kind of ability is this, an ice skating rink?" Han Yuhao said disdainfully, "Can’t you just finish them all off in one go?"

This guy was ungrateful; he had just saved your life!

Li Xing didn’t bother to respond, turning to Jiang Siqi. "I’ve seen your streams. You can control fire, right?"

"Flame magic? Its power might not be strong enough..."

"It’s okay, aim it at the ground, it’ll catch fire!"

It can ignite? Jiang Siqi instinctively gathered a ball of flame in her hand and flung it to the ground. Flames flared from the floor, erupting like a small volcano with a series of explosive sounds!

The hall’s floor-to-ceiling glass windows finally couldn’t withstand the pressure and shattered with a crash.

After the flames dissipated, the floor was pitch black, and the attacking company employees lay on the ground emitting bluish smoke, with their clothes in tatters, life or death uncertain, and an unpleasant scorched smell filled the air.

"Not a bad coordination." Han Yuhao grudgingly praised. "But why didn’t you prepare a lighter?"

"A lighter’s fire isn’t the same as superpowers’ fire." Li Xing pushed his glasses, reasonably explaining, "I’ve done many tests, even windproof lighters have a fifty percent chance of failing to ignite the oil film. Cost is also a concern; windproof lighters average over twenty yuan. Using several lighters for one ability use adds up over time..."

"Alright, alright, I was just saying." Han Yuhao nodded to Jiang Siqi. "As expected of number one, reacting so swiftly in such a situation."

"Indeed." Li Xing also expressed some admiration. "A typical young girl would have been scared to tears."

Jiang Siqi remained expressionless—a self-protective habit developed from streaming, ensuring her expression never faltered, so as not to be captured in an ugly frame that even filters couldn’t save. But internally, she was experiencing tumultuous waves!

—It’s over, it’s over, it’s over... I killed people! And seven or eight of them!

Wouldn’t such a crime mean being sentenced to death immediately?

I’m sorry, grandparents, parents! Your daughter can’t fulfill her filial duties!

Over there, Wang Baihu and Elorie worked together to deal with several more mutated employees pursuing civilians, finally ensuring the remaining people in the hall escaped safely.

"Hey, Honglian, what’s happening in the park? Other teams are also being attacked!" Wang Baihu shouted into his collar’s communicator.

But there was no response from the other side.

"I’ll go find her. You stay here and check for any injured that can be treated." A hint of worry flashed across his face as he dashed out of the hall without a backward glance.

Elorie tried to call after him but was a step too late.

Everyone looked at each other, unsure of what to do.

"Where are the injured? They’re all dead." Han Yuhao complained. "Can someone tell me what’s going on? First, we were supposed to capture the Wanderer, but didn’t even see them before the mission changed to investigating the White-clothed Immortal. Now, we’re fighting zombies?"

"These people can’t really be considered zombies." Li Xing squatted next to a smoking corpse for examination. "Their facial structures have minor deformations; finger joints have abnormal growth. It’s not like a viral infection."

"Were you a doctor before?"

"No," he calmly replied. "Before my awakening, I delivered takeout."

Meanwhile, Elorie was anxious.

She knew what was going on. Shortly after entering the hall, she sensed the presence of a demon, indicating it was very close. Estimating from the building size, the demon likely hid in a room upstairs.

These people suddenly attacking their kind were actually Soulless Puppets created by the demon—their souls no longer belonged to them. Once their souls were removed, they became slaves of the demon, their bodies changing to boost their lethality.

This ability was common among most demons, yet she didn’t expect there to be so many. Creating Soulless Puppets requires binding contracts, and how many contracts can be created in a day is a key measure of a demon’s power.

Elorie was certain the demon hadn’t been in this world long, maybe a month at most. That it could create so many Soulless Puppets in such a short time showed its formidable strength.

Not attacking immediately upon tracking it to Jiang City was undoubtedly the right choice. With her current power, she couldn’t defeat such a potent demon in a single blow.

With the help of the Dimensional Limit Mechanism companions, they might manage, but unfortunately, the strongest in the team, Honglian and Wang Baihu, were absent. Just the few of them guarding here, if the demon suddenly charged downstairs, it would be disastrous.

Her concerns weren’t groundless.

The opponent clearly noticed the mechanism’s encirclement.

Otherwise, why would the demon, who was hiding so well, suddenly awaken all the Soulless Puppets? Doing so would undoubtedly expose his identity, but reclaiming the souls would also greatly enhance its power.

Should they tell everyone to evacuate the building?

That would be safer, but once outside, she’d lose the sense of the demon. If it slipped away as a mist of insects or returned to its original world, her efforts would all be for naught.

This was a dilemma.

Elorie recalled Xiao Canong’s earlier question—"During a mission, do you consider results more important, or your teammates?"

Her answer then was wanting to achieve the mission goal without sacrificing any teammates.

Even though this wasn’t a situation that dire yet.

With a sigh, Elorie decided to tell everyone the enemy’s details, "I know what’s going on, but we should leave here first—"

Before she finished speaking, two mutated employees emerged from the hall corridor. Their backs hunched, arms shaped like scythes, skin on their faces pulling towards the back of their ears, with eye contours becoming thin and long.

"Tsk, seems like there’s still some stragglers..." Han Yuhao stepped forward, "The usual method: I’ll lure them together, and you guys take them out."

Elorie was shocked upon seeing these two Soulless Puppets. "No, get back!"

But as soon as she spoke, the enemy’s scythe-like arms sliced through the spot where the man with earrings was. His whole body spun from the impact, two streams of blood gushing out like fountains, covering the ground in an instant.