My game, Orange Flavor, is great!

I hope I'm not mistaken.

She took a deep breath, slowly raised her right hand, and guided by her inner will, channeled the power hidden within her body. She felt as if she was about to grasp something, and her eyes snapped open, fixed on the flames: "White Flame!"

A dazzling white flame instantly erupted from her palm!

As expected, the body's instincts remained, and she could easily control the original body's spiritual energy.

Unable to conceal his excitement, Lu Zhao carefully examined the small flame in his palm. Although it was only a small ball, just from the distorted air around the white flame and the heat it released, one could feel its hidden power.

Several scenes of the original user using it flashed through Lu Zhao's mind. His eyes lit up, and he used his thoughts to guide the white flames slowly toward the fire scene before him, mimicking a scene from his memory.

As expected, the white flames instantly enveloped the raging fire upon contact with the light, completely engulfing it in the blink of an eye.

Seeing this, Lu Zhao immediately clenched his fist and shouted, "Stop!"

With her command, white flames, carrying swathes of fire, soared into the sky, rushing towards her like a dragon crossing a river, and piercing directly into her chest!

hiss!

The intense heat instantly assaulted Lu Zhao's body, causing her to groan softly and take two steps back.

She instinctively covered her slightly feverish chest and touched it, but there were no burns, and even her clothes were intact.

Looking ahead, the firefighters cheered, but they didn't relax. Instead, they sent people inside to continue the search.

I don't know about that little girl...

Lu Zhao's heart tightened at the thought of the raging fire that had just occurred.

The fire that appears in my memory is the same, but it's white, blotting out the sky and filling me with utter despair.

Most importantly, she just remembered something else.

It seems... in my memory, there are still a few faint cries for help.

Recalling that the flames he had just released were also white, Lu Zhao had a bad feeling.

As she stood there, stunned, she saw the firefighter who had just gone in run up to her carrying a little girl wrapped in a wet blanket. Behind the firefighter's mask came an anxious young voice: "You're from the Spirit Clan, right? Then you must have the ability to save her, right!"

Lu Zhao looked helplessly at the girl in his arms who was barely alive. Perhaps it was because of the wet blanket that she escaped the fire during those few minutes. But the girl was too young, only eight or nine years old. Her fair face was covered in ash, and her arms and feet had several burns.

"I...I can't save her." She felt a little short of breath, and after saying this with difficulty, she involuntarily took two steps back.

This was not caused by her conscious will, but rather by her subconscious body reaction.

She couldn't imagine the look of disappointment on the young firefighter's face behind his mask, but her body told her that she couldn't save the girl.

"The ambulance is here!"

A shout erupted from the crowd, and Lu Zhao instinctively made way for them, but felt as if his clothes were being tugged.

Looking down, I realized it was the little girl from before. She was still not fully awake, but her hand had somehow grabbed my clothes, her delicate white hand gripping tightly, refusing to let go.

The sound of the ambulance was close at hand. Lu Zhao tried to break free from her, but he was afraid of accidentally hurting her. Helpless, he simply took off his coat and covered the girl with it, so that the firefighters could carry her into the ambulance.

The fact that he still has the strength to hold onto things means he should be alright.

The autumn wind was bleak. Lu Zhao watched the ambulance leave with mixed feelings. He looked back at the house, which had been burned to ruins, and bit his lip.

If she wasn't mistaken, the original owner of this body lost control on the day her psychic powers awakened.

Her phone vibrated in her pocket. She answered it and heard Messiah's anxious voice, "Captain, come over here right away!"

Lu Zhao blinked, searched for the spot she had just been in, said goodbye to the firefighters who wanted to thank her, and hurriedly ran towards the alley that Messiah had disappeared into.

As soon as I entered, I saw the man squatting on the ground, holding an unidentified instrument in his hand, seemingly examining something.

She immediately became alert, slowed her pace as she walked in, and asked calmly, "What happened?"

Messiah stood up and handed her what he was holding.

Only then did Lu Zhao realize that it was something like an MP4 player. The screen displayed a radar-like pattern, with a small red dot centered on them, rapidly moving away from their location.

"This is..." Lu Zhao hesitated, waiting for the other party to take the initiative to speak.

Messiah nodded solemnly: "I just asked the monitoring department. They said that initially there were only energy fluctuations between level D and level C here, so the mission was classified as level C."

But just minutes ago, this energy suddenly surged, causing the fire. What's now appearing here is the real culprit that caused the fire.

Lu Zhao narrowed his eyes, observing that the speed of the small red dot didn't resemble walking or running, but rather...

"Oh no, an ambulance!"

I was careless in Chapter Seven; there was no flash.

The two quickly returned to the chariot in its concealed state, and with the faint energy that only the Eldar could sense, it was not difficult to find it.

As soon as he got into the car, Messiah placed the portable radar in his hand into a small recess in front of the car and said in a deep voice, "Proceed to the location shown on the radar!"

The chariot started immediately. Lu Zhao turned to look at the scenery rushing past the window, a hint of annoyance flashing in her eyes. She hadn't even noticed that the little girl was also a member of the Spirit Clan.

It makes sense, considering how big the fire was, both adults in the house died, and the girl was still able to be rescued alive. That alone is enough to raise people's vigilance.

So it really is because she hasn't adapted to this world?

I just heard the Messiah say that if the Eldar are too emotionally agitated during their awakening, it can cause them to lose control of their abilities.

The most typical example is actually Lu Zhao himself.

She just searched for the keyword "psychic runaway" on her phone, and the first thing that popped up was an old news story about "the Celestials appointing criminal suspects".

After clicking in and taking a quick look, Lu Zhao immediately understood why this body had been behaving abnormally since the beginning.

Simply put, the original owner was among the first group of awakened spirits in the world. Because she had never encountered anything like this before, she was not alert.

So, one night when the original owner of this body was about to come of age, she had a fight with her parents and was locked in the house by them, not allowed to go out, and then...

She awakened.

The out-of-control white flames completely destroyed the existence she once loathed yet couldn't live without, the one called "home".

Not only that, after learning how to control the white flames through crying and screaming, Lu Zhao was sent to prison. The once bright and flamboyant young girl became taciturn at that time, and even when she was brought to court, she had nothing to say about her crimes.

However, as the number of Eldar gradually increased in the world, various countries began to pay attention to this, and Lu Zhao was also announced in court to serve as a convict in the newly established Eldar Administration Bureau, Sky Dome.

This incident caused a huge uproar back then, making Lu Zhao a target of criticism every time he appeared, like a rat crossing the street.

But as time went by, more and more people awakened as spirits, and Lu Zhao finally stopped being noticed. At least when he went out to buy groceries, he wouldn't be thrown rotten vegetable roots anymore.

News reports about her stopped two years ago, when Lu Zhao was only twenty-two years old.

Unconsciously, Lu Zhao's fingers traced the image of the gloomy-looking girl on the screen. She couldn't quite believe it; the original owner described in the news seemed somewhat different from the information she had gathered so far.

In her memory, Lu Zhao was originally someone who was irresponsible in relationships. Besides, judging from how relaxed and even a little playful her subordinate Messiah was in front of her, she didn't seem like a gloomy person.

Did he emerge from such a psychological shadow in just two years?

Or... was it just well hidden?

She was puzzled, but as the car slowly pulled up at the back entrance of a Spirit Clan hospital, Lu Zhao had no choice but to stop thinking. The area was sparsely populated, and even if the two of them suddenly emerged from an invisible car, it wouldn't frighten passersby.

I got off the bus with Messiah and used the portable radar to get to the fourth floor. I asked a nurse and learned that the little girl had fallen into a coma due to cardiac arrest and had been sent to the emergency room.

"What do we do now?" Messiah stood anxiously at the operating room door, glancing up every now and then at the still-lit green "Operating" light.

The Elven race are also human beings; they have no right to barge into the operating room and arrest people. Moreover, apart from the radar display, there is currently no actual evidence to prove that the little girl is an out-of-control Elven.

Two years ago, the Eldar Administration of a neighboring country made a mistake. An operative wanted to arrest someone identified as an Eldar, but accidentally chased him into the road, where he was hit and killed by a passing vehicle.

It was later discovered that after committing the crime, a member of the Spirit Clan secretly gave something containing remnants of their energy to an ordinary person. That person happened to have a penchant for petty theft and thought the operatives were there to arrest him, so he panicked and fled, causing the tragedy.

After that incident, the higher-ups of the Sky Dome gave them a special lecture, instructing them to exercise restraint even when tracking down members of the Spirit Race suspected of crimes, and never to take lives unless absolutely necessary.

The situation is similar now. They can't determine whether the girl has been fitted with something that interferes with radar, and they can't just rush in and disrupt the surgery.

Lu Zhao's expression wasn't good either, but he could only sit in the chair and say, "Let's wait."

When the fire started, she did sense a special presence in the air. If she wasn't mistaken, it should have been a psionic fluctuation, which could only be sensed by spirits that were relatively close to each other.

So, at least by the time they arrived, the Eldar who started the fire was nearby.

However, she had come through the evacuated residents and did not sense anything special among the residents or the fire department.

Logically, the only person with a problem should be the little girl, but the girl had already tugged at her clothes, yet she still didn't feel anything.

Moreover, we are no longer in an era where the world knew nothing about the Eldar. Everyone is educated from childhood that the Eldar exist in the world.

If the girl truly lost control of her psychic powers, she should genuinely fear someone trying to capture her. Even if she lacked vigilance due to excessive grief or exhaustion, she wouldn't actively cling to herself and refuse to let go.

As she was still pondering the oddities of the incident, she caught a glimpse of a person in a white coat carrying a pile of clothes walking past her through the passageway.

Ok?

Lu Zhao looked up abruptly, checked several times, and then frowned in surprise.

Wasn't the trench coat that the person was holding the trench coat that she had draped over the little girl earlier?

“Messiah,” she whispered to the person beside her, “you wait here, I’ll go and see.”

As she spoke, she put on the mask that the medical staff had given her when she entered the hospital, and followed the person forward. After the person boarded the elevator, she stopped at the door and watched for a while. When she saw that the elevator had stopped at the parking lot on the first basement level, she took another elevator and followed him.

Lu Zhao had thought it through clearly. She wasn't fully familiar with this body yet, so she should try to avoid conflict with the other party and just follow from a distance.

As the elevator doors opened, a fist suddenly came flying at her!

Damn it, another sneak attack!

Chapter Eight: Don't Be a Jerk If You Don't Need to

Lu Zhao was not careless. He subconsciously dodged the punch by turning to the side, and his hand was enveloped in a ball of white flame as he grabbed the other person's hand.

"what!"

The man hadn't expected Lu Zhao to possess psychic abilities. His other hand, which was about to swing out, trembled in mid-air and clenched into a fist, but he couldn't throw it. He could only kneel down in pain, his right arm hanging limply to the ground.

The white flames eroded his body very quickly; in the blink of an eye, they burned away all the clothes on his right arm, leaving the skin charred black.

This psionic energy is just too anti-human! It burned up so fast in less than half a second.

Lu Zhao hadn't expected the white flames to be so lethal. She hurriedly withdrew the flames, clutching her left shoulder, which she felt was strained from overexertion, and stared at the unassuming young man kneeling on the ground, panting heavily, with mixed feelings.

No wonder Messiah was so confident in letting me go alone when I said I was going to follow this person.

This was just the simplest function of the white flame in her memory. She had used it subconsciously just now. Let alone ordinary people without any abilities, even if they were also members of the spirit race, they probably wouldn't be able to resist such a rogue flame.