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Chapter 119 Large-scale Mysterious Shopping Mall (23)

The group quickly tallied up all the survivors and moved them to one location.

Almost all of these people were injured. Some of their wounds had begun to fester, while others had been torn apart by a mysterious force and simply wrapped in strips of cloth, with blood seeping out and sticking to the fabric, which had long since dried and hardened into clumps.

Many more people were in a daze, their eyes unfocused, as if half of their souls had been taken away, staring blankly ahead, seemingly unaware of where they were.

Despite the excruciating pain in his back, An Jing had Dong Qing sharpen a metal sheet into a tool to cut away the necrotic flesh. Yun Ji used airflow to isolate the dust and filth. You Long took out the clean water he carried with him to wash their wounds. The process was not smooth; many people groaned in pain and almost struggled to get up, but fortunately, the woman stepped forward to soothe them and gradually calmed them down.

An Jing sat weakly in the corner, watching everyone deal with the situation. Occasionally, she would raise her hand to calm the mentally unstable individuals, gently soothing the agitation in their minds with her mental energy. Each time she used it, her wounds ached more, and cold sweat trickled down her neck. But she persevered, knowing that now was not the time for her to collapse.

After treating these minor wounds, the group quickly decided to evacuate.

"Let's go, take them back to Sector D first," Xin ordered in a deep voice.

They helped each other, using the combined strength of the dragon and the clouds to drag or support these people who were on the verge of collapse, slowly and carefully making their way back.

About ten minutes later, they finally returned to the safe zone shrouded by the rules.

Just as they expected, some scattered and mysterious creatures attempted to break in.

Those things were bizarre in appearance, with twisted bodies. Some were half-human and half-beast, some had long, spider-like limbs, and some had eyes that writhed all over their bodies.

They kept testing the boundaries of the rules, but couldn't break through, as if blocked by an invisible barrier. Unwilling to give up, they growled softly, their crimson eyes fixed on the people inside, filled with a frenzied hunger.

Upon seeing this, Xin immediately raised his weapon, about to step forward and attack.

But at that moment, a figure was faster than him.

The man suddenly rushed out, his figure swift and sharp. The weapon in his hand, gleaming with cold light, sliced ​​through the air. In just a few seconds, he killed the monsters one by one, his movements clean and efficient, not even giving them a chance to scream.

Xin and Youlong were both taken aback, their eyes showing a hint of surprise.

“This…” You Xin stammered.

You Long narrowed his eyes, about to speak, when he heard An Jing's voice suddenly light up with surprise: "Sister Lin?"

Several people turned their heads.

Sure enough, the person who arrived was He Lin.

She put away her weapon, her expression cold, and her gaze fell on An Jing.

Seeing her pale face, weak breath, and clothes soaked in blood on her back, He Lin frowned and almost instinctively stepped forward, her voice laced with suppressed anger: "How did you get like this?"

An Jing opened her mouth, wanting to say that she was fine, but before she could utter a sound, she stopped speaking under He Lin's gaze.

I felt incredibly guilty.

"Let's go inside and talk." He Lin didn't ask any more questions and led the survivors one by one into the safe zone covered by the rule domain.

After entering the safe zone, they began to check the injuries one by one.

After settling the group, Xin stepped forward and briefly reported the progress of the operation to He Lin. His words were concise, but he gave a general account of the dangers they had experienced and the strange situations they had encountered.

He Lin's brows remained furrowed after hearing this. She paused for a moment before looking up at them: "You lot... you really worry me."

After hesitating for a moment, Xin couldn't help but ask, "Master, how did you get in? Once you enter this mysterious magnetic field, you can't get out."

He Lin glanced at him calmly: "With you all here, how can I feel at ease staying outside? I'm worried."

She paused, then raised her hand and opened her palm.

The next second, a layer of crystalline frost condensed on his palm, and a chill spread, instantly making the air several degrees colder.

“And…” He Lin said in a low voice, “I think I’ve awakened a special ability.” The others were taken aback.

Xin was the first to react, her eyes lighting up instantly, and she couldn't help but exclaim in surprise, "As expected of Master! He awakened as soon as he came in! He's truly amazing!"

Youlong raised an eyebrow, though he didn't say anything, his eyes clearly showed surprise and approval.

He Lin looked at them, a faint smile playing on her lips: "Perfect, I'll help you."

Her tone was calm, yet carried an undeniable sense of power.

After settling the survivors in, the group quickly discussed their next move. The objective remained the same: to continue deeper into the area and head towards Sector A.

However, just as everyone was getting ready to leave, An Jing was forcibly kept behind by He Lin.

"You can't follow me anymore," He Lin said coldly, leaving no room for argument.

An Jing frowned, her face pale, but she remained stubborn: "I'm fine, I can walk."

"Can you even walk in your current state?" He Lin looked at her coldly, her tone unusually stern. "The wound on your back has turned black, and the toxin is still spreading. If you don't rest, you're just risking your life."

“But you…” An Jing wanted to argue, but He Lin interrupted her.

"No buts."

An Jing's eyes narrowed with anxiety, and her voice was filled with anger: "You can't leave me out of this! Every operation needs me!"

He Lin stared at her, a hint of helplessness flashing in her eyes. Finally, she sighed and took out a prop from her pocket.

Before An Jing could react, the prop flashed before her eyes.

"Sister Lin, you..."

Before he could finish speaking, a heavy wave of drowsiness washed over him. An Jing's vision went black, and his body went limp.

She instinctively wanted to resist, but she had never been on guard against He Lin, and before she could even activate her mental energy, she fell into a deep sleep.

He Lin reached out and caught her gently, afraid that she might bump into her wound.

Looking at An Jing's peaceful, sleeping face, she lowered her eyes and whispered, "I'm sorry, I can't let you take any more risks."

The voice was soft, yet it conveyed an unwavering resolve.

She carefully settled An Jing in a safe area and instructed the remaining agents to take care of her. Then, without hesitation, He Lin turned around and, with You Xin, You Long, Dong Qing, and Yun Ji, continued on her way to Area A.

An Jing only felt that after losing consciousness, she fell into a hazy darkness.

In the darkness, a voice kept calling to her, gentle yet persistent, carrying a familiar power.

"...An Jing."

"An Jing, wake up."

Her consciousness struggled in the darkness, desperately trying to open her eyes.

As the light gradually appeared, she slowly opened her eyes, and through her blurred vision, a figure appeared before her.

That was sincerity.

She stood there quietly, her expression gentle, as if she had been waiting for her to wake up.

An Jing froze, her throat bobbing slightly, her voice weak and hoarse: "...Sincerity?"

(End of this chapter)