Chu River's eyes widened:
"Why are you crying? Are you not a hero anymore? No crying, I'll take you all out in a bit!"
Tears are contagious. Originally, a boy opened his mouth to bawl, and many children around him were starting to choke back sobs. Unexpectedly, Chu River's rebuke made the boy endure the pain and manage to hold back his tears with a whimper.
After a long while, another child voluntarily crawled out from under the pile of stones. He looked about seven or eight years old, a chubby boy with a cool silver baseball cap on his head, looking at her innocently yet fearfully:
"Did the monster come? Where is my Ultraman Tiga?"
"Ultraman Tiga went to fight the monster!"
Chu River replied casually, "You all need to listen and don't cause trouble. I'll take you out now..."
As she spoke, another child in the corner, face covered with blood, emerged.
The little girl's ponytail was already sticky with blood, and she wiped her face with her sleeve, turning it red again.
