This damned superpower didn't bring wealth and status, instead it felt like a burning hot iron.
Not only did they have to avoid official investigations, but they also attracted malevolent forces like Bloodthorn, who consume without mercy.
They were forcibly dragged from their peaceful lives, reduced to prisoners.
After barely escaping the wolves' den, they've now fallen into a mysterious tiger's lair.
The early summer sun shines bright and warm, streaming through the window onto their bodies.
Yet the two of them feel a touch of winter-like desolation.
This world is filled with malice towards mutants.
They are like duckweed swaying in the storm, having no idea where the next wave will take them.
Jiang Yun sighed and forced herself to detach from that desperate emotion.
She turned her head, looking at the dirty little child huddled in the corner, and softly asked:
"Bean, has Xiao Bai found out any news after being out for so long?"
