Chapter 199: Dad!

Lu Mu put away some murderous intent and contempt toward Ying Duo, but his gaze remained complicated.

"Fine... 'our own'."

His tone still sounded a bit reluctant, especially when he recalled the earlier scene where Ying Duo pointed at him and said he would "take care of" him.

But his icon had indeed changed from red to green, and he no longer harbored murderous intent toward Ying Duo.

Seeing Lu Mu temporarily steady, and to prevent Ying Duo from saying anything shocking again, Bai Mu Yun pulled the conversation back entirely to business.

He glanced at the unconscious Shen Zexi and others sprawled on the ground, then surveyed the huge, bizarre old laboratory space, and said to Lu Mu.

"The items are with Ying Duo, Luo Jinyou is also there; clear out the others, move quickly, the Supervision Bureau may have already received a distress signal."

Lu Mu nodded, reined in his excess emotions, his gaze swept over the few people on the ground, lingering a moment longer on Shen Zexi and Min Tianyou.

"What a pity, these little ghosts are actually quite interesting..."

"Don't waste time there," Bai Mu Yun said evenly, "We don't have time to linger here, nor do we need to chase escaped test subjects for the Field Operations Department."

"Got it, got it," Lu Mu snorted, "Killing these defenseless little ghosts is too boring; better let them stay awake and play with me."

On the ground, Min Tianyou's body suddenly trembled, and almost simultaneously, Shen Zexi let out a muffled hum, his eyelids flickering as if trying to break free from the Illusion Realm.

Bai Mu Yun frowned, "Tsk, breaking free faster than expected."

Especially Min Tianyou—how odd; wasn't he said to be a Fate-type Aberrant Arts? How does he have such strong mental resistance?

Lu Mu immediately understood, snapped his fingers, and several Ravens flew out from beneath the wings strapped to his waist, charging straight at the people on the ground.

"Tap tap tap."

Ying Duo's submachine gun spat a rapid series of sparks, shooting down the scattered mutated Ravens, while excess bullets struck a distant metal wall, spraying a trail of sparks.

"Ying Duo?" Bai Mu Yun looked at Ying Duo, her tone warning.

Lu Mu's expression was also unfriendly: "Kid, what do you mean?"

Yang Yixie looked at the two NPCs before him whose levels were far above his, counting on the fact that they were on the same side, he wasn't scared at all.

Ying Duo showed no fear, merely responded calmly:

"I've been grinding the affection for a long time."

I originally thought it was a cutscene, but these two NPCs went straight to action.

He chose these NPCs because they all have storylines, right? Could it be that after submitting items to the Dome, he can't take on Mitra Academy missions anymore?

Lu Mu: ".......???"

Bai Mu Yun: "........."

Bai Mu Yun subconsciously wanted to ask, "What affection?", but swallowed the words; does this kid think they shoved him into Mitra Academy just to make him play some corner game?

Lu Mu wanted to say, "You should be grinding the Dome's KPI now, not the affection of these Academy little ghosts," but seeing Ying Duo's serious gaze, he suddenly understood Bai Mu Yun's sense of helplessness.

"Act directly," Bai Mu Yun said bluntly. Once they start babbling with Ying Duo, that's a real defeat.

Under the tremor of his eyelids, Min Tianyou's eyes slowly opened.

Although his gaze still carried a hint of emptiness and confusion, he indeed was the first to break free from Bai Mu Yun's mental Illusion Realm.

And as Min Tianyou opened his eyes, the depths of the others' consciousness seemed to have a stone tossed into them.

Someone gently knocked on the doors of their sinking consciousness.

It should have been a woman, with long light‑brown hair, radiating a gentle hue within an unoriginated halo.

She wore simple casual clothes, as if she could blend into a street crowd at any moment, yet her appearance here felt strikingly out of place.

Shen Zexi couldn't see her face clearly.

Her features seemed shrouded behind a layer of drifting thin mist, but he had an inexplicable feeling that she wasn't much older than him.

Without small talk, without explanation, the person looked at him and simply asked calmly:

"Do you believe in gods?"

Shen Zexi was startled.

The question came too abruptly; in the chaotic mind, a formed answer couldn't be obtained immediately.

Don't believe? Perhaps once believed?

He didn't know.

If gods truly exist, why didn't they intervene when they were trapped in the Dome's laboratory?

If gods truly exist, why didn't they mete out divine punishment for those blasphemous experiments in the Dome?

If gods don't love people, then do they even need to exist?

Shen Zexi himself hadn't realized how dangerous his thoughts were at that moment.

The being behind the vague visage seemed not to need his answer, and continued speaking on its own.

"Regardless of belief, you will eventually firm up your resolve to slay the god."

"Slay... the god?"

Shen Zexi's chaotic thoughts seemed pricked by that word.

Why slay a god?

To kill a perhaps existent, perhaps void concept?

"Who are you?"

Shen Zexi tried to clear his mind, throwing the question at the silhouette.

She was silent for a moment.

Then, he "heard" the answer.

"I am the deceiver of the world, a sinner."

After the words fell, the silhouette's outline gradually faded, along with that light‑brown gentle illusion, both swallowed by the darkness that surged again.

Shen Zexi snapped his eyes open just as Min Tianyou gritted his teeth, stood up, gesturing with empty hands; the temperature in the air plummeted, instantly raising thick ice walls around the fallen crowd.

Ice-type Aberrant Arts? Isn't he a Fate-type Aberrant Arts?

Shen Zexi was shocked, but the situation was critical, and he could not afford to think further.

He sensed Qi Hengyu and a few others' life essences growing faint, gritted his teeth, and could no longer be selfish.

Pale blue water mist surged from his palm, swiftly enveloping the wounded companions, healing their injuries and simultaneously dispersing the lingering effects of the mental Illusion Realm.

Dad!!!

Yang Yixie watched Ying Duo's Blood Bar instantly refill; Lu Mu's recent attack was light, meant only to teach him a lesson, so the Blood Bar hardly decreased, it just looked frightening.

As a result, Min Tianyou, seeing Ying Duo's injuries, erupted and erected a thick Ice Wall.

Shen Zexi further exposed his second Aberrant Arts, which was the rarest Healing-type!!!

Yang Yixie knew that this teammate not only made the right choice, but also guarded correctly!

Bai Mu Yun saw this and frowned.

"Oh? Two kinds of Aberrant Arts? No wonder the Field Operations Department has been thinking of you constantly."

He hadn't expected Min Tianyou to awaken from the Illusion Realm so quickly, nor that Shen Zexi was secretly harboring Healing abilities.

But what can that change?

The power gap is evident here.