"What seems to have happened outside?"
Inside the Whisperer Bar, while mixing drinks, Zhong Shenxiu's expression changed as he suddenly pulled a meatball from his pocket.
At this moment, the meatball, obtained from the overeater Dali and frightened by his Bloodline Power, began to slowly squirm on the surface, as if it were about to grow tentacles.
"Is it acting up?"
Zhong Shenxiu could sense that the meatball's changes were not of its own accord, but rather stimulated by some external influence.
"It seems… something bad has happened?"
His spiritual intuition suddenly gave him a premonition.
After all, he was not a god, and even his mystical level was merely that of an "Ascendant."
Like Julie, who had an incident next to the bar, he naturally could sense something.
But if it was too far away, he would not be able to sense anything, only that his own spirit gave some warnings.
Even for people he did not particularly care about, these spiritual warnings were not very strong.
