Such a frail girl who looked like she couldn’t hurt a fly, just...
Smashed a huge truck to pieces?!!
"What the hell!!!!!!!!!"
The nearby people stood frozen like wooden chickens, eyes wide, mouths agape, staring in disbelief at everything. The truck’s wreckage had beco countless fragnts behind the black-haired girl, yet she remained completely unhard. Such an inconceivable, logic-defying scene understandably left everyone dumbfounded.
Under the gawking stares of onlookers, the black-haired girl who was hit rely tilted her head adorably.
"Mmm?"
Slowly turning to look behind her, Yumo stared blankly, looking adorably confused.
Seeing the scattered parts behind her and the burning truck wreckage, she covered her mouth in confusion.
"Eh? What’s this situation? I just spaced out for a few seconds, why is there so much scrap tal?"
"That iron rhinoceros just hit Mother, serves it right..."
Youlan in Yumo’s arms explained softly, pointing at the larger smoking wreckage in the distance.
"Ah!..."
Yumo scratched the back of her head, embarrassed as she lowered her crimson eyes.
So, I was hit by a truck?
This level of force, wasn’t even as satisfying as being slashed by a fourth-level swordsman from the Ancita continent...
But then again, without magic or energy reinforcent, perhaps ordinary impacts would only have this much force.
However, speaking of magic and energy...
Seeming to think of sothing, Yumo, coming to her senses, silently surveyed the surrounding civilians.
Ordinary humans, no energy, no magic, no Shadow Power, minimal force in the space... plus, this familiar city, the text on building posters and advertisents.
"I really have returned to Earth, haven’t I?"
In that instant, she confird her suspicion.
Although she had spent hundreds of years on the Ancita continent, judging from the nearby pedestrians’ clothing and the city’s developnt, not much ti seed to have passed on Earth since her death.
There were changes, but not too many.
It seed, just as ngxi said, the ti flow in Ancita continent was completely different from the outside world, in most cases much slower than the outside.
It was for this reason that the Ancita continent beca Maya’s designated trial space, after all here... one day of training was equivalent to quite a long ti in the outside world.
In that case, Lady Maya hadn’t lied to .
I, might really be able to see them...
Thinking of this, Yumo was overwheld with emotions - confusion, shock, joy all intertwined, impacting her heart.
While Yumo fell into silence, Youlan in her arms once again pulled at Yumo’s beautiful hair,
"Mother, there are so many people around... they’re, they’re watching us..."
"Hm?"
Oh, right...
I was hit by a car!
Being surrounded by onlookers after getting hit by a car is pretty normal, right?
Logically speaking, having been hit by a car, I should ask for compensation, right?
But what to do since I’ve already shattered it to pieces?
Well, maybe that’s not the point.
The point is! normal human probably can’t send trucks flying, right?
Glancing at the shocked crowd around her, Yumo’s smile beca increasingly awkward. Watching those who ca to their senses trying to pull phones from their pockets, and the aunties about to start shouting...
"Umm..."
Vaguely, Yumo seed to predict their thoughts.
Erging from a spatial gate?
Then smashing a truck?
She’d probably make headlines in minutes and be dragged off as an alien for dissection, right?
Although this world’s people probably couldn’t harm her, but... Yumo didn’t like attracting trouble or standing out.
Otherwise, she, the mighty Abyssal Lord, wouldn’t have been playing house in a forest villa every day.
So, after taking a deep breath,
Yumo flashed a radiant and charming sweet smile at the surrounding onlookers, and waved friendly.
"Sorry about that... excuse ..."
Her tone was full of guilt, and for the first ti in ages, she used English.
As soon as she finished speaking,
Before anyone could react, Yumo, holding her three little ones, vanished into a nearby alley at an inconceivable speed, disappearing from the onlookers’ sight, leaving dozens of dumbfounded faces staring at each other.
"Eh?!!! She, she, she ran away?!!!"
"Wait!! I haven’t taken a photo yet!!"
"Hey!! beauty! This is a hit-and-run!!!"
Many who ca to their senses hurriedly chased after the girl into the alley.
Unfortunately, without magic or battle energy, they were exhausted after three steps, completely unable to catch up to Yumo.
Most people, however, remained frozen in place, scanning the chaotic scene with still-confused eyes, processing what had just happened.
"Am I awake today?"
A 27-year-old bald programr stroked his smooth head, muttering to himself.
After the black-haired girl vanished like smoke, movent suddenly ca from the truck wreckage,
"Crack..."
The strange sound drew everyone’s attention from the vanished Yumo back to the wide road. Only then did people belatedly realize sothing - if the truck was smashed, what about the people inside?
Shouldn’t they be rescued?
The next mont, under the crowd’s sowhat guilty and confused gaze, several n struggled out of the wrecked vehicle, their faces twisted like demons crawling out of hell.
"They’re still alive?"
Nearby pedestrians looked at these n with so surprise. Though confused, many still walked over to help.
"Um, are you okay?"
"Quick, so-soone call an ambulance"
"Ah, this, so much blood, does anyone have bandages!!! ... Hm?!!!"
However, just as the kind pedestrians were about to offer help, police sirens suddenly blared, and squad after squad of fully ard special police rapidly arrived from all directions, confusing the onlookers. They were equipped with bulletproof vests and weapons, moving calmly and decisively in coordinated action, twenty people instantly forming a tight encirclent around the accident scene.
"Huh? What’s going on?"
However, before pedestrians could react, the supposedly dying accident victims suddenly burst out with trendous force, grabbing one innocent citizen after another! And directly held knives to their throats and guns to their temples.
"You guys!!! Don’t co closer!!!"
At this mont, the terrified pedestrians realized a serious reality - they’d apparently encountered terrorists!!
In an instant, angry shouts, cries of resistance, and police orders intertwined, creating an intense and chaotic scene.
"Damn it..."
The muscular young man in the lead, with half his face burned, bit his lip hard, looking around angrily and unwillingly at the surrounding special police.
Originally, he was about to escape the cordon with the enhancent serum... once they escaped and injected it... no one would be able to stop them! But why... at this crucial mont?! A fucking car accident?! Don’t know what they hit, but the whole truck shattered?!!
"That useless Akiko... how the hell was he driving!"
The muscular man grumbled, casting a contemptuous glance at the lifeless figure in the truck wreckage.
But at this point, he had to think about how to break through these guys’ encirclent.
Gravely scanning the surrounding special police, the muscular man bit his lip hard and issued a stern warning,
"Don’t co closer!!! Let leave!!! Or I’ll shoot her dead!!"
The female college student in his arms trembled even more at these words, almost fainting.
The muscular man and his three companions now appeared ready to fight to the death with everyone around.
Faced with this scene, the special police seed sowhat troubled, looking at each other hesitantly, unsure whether to take action.
Usually, they had plenty of ways to force criminals holding residents hostage to submit.
But,
The several criminals surrounded now seed different... the special police appeared afraid to act on their own.
For a mont, the scene seed to reach a stalemate? The oppressive atmosphere was suffocating.
And just then a steady voice, carrying a hint of laziness, suddenly broke through the scene’s silence and tension.
"Hey... what’s with all this dawdling?"
?!!!
Hm?!!
As the words rang out, many special police officers excitedly turned their gaze backward.
"Brother Satoru?"
The next mont, under the special police’s savior-like gazes,
A young police captain in neat black uniform, hands in pockets, slowly walked into everyone’s view. His gaze was determined and wise, revealing mature steadiness. His handso features outlined a dignified profile, deep eyes seeming able to see through everything.
His black hair was neatly combed, radiating sunlike luster. His figure was tall and powerful, shoulders broad, emanating a reliable sense of strength.
His black coat was neat and imposing, dals on the coat gleaming, reflecting his extraordinary position in the police force.
Seeing the black-haired man approach, the special police officers automatically made way.
Several seconds later,
The man, now at the front of the special police, glared at the hostage-takers with an annoyed expression.
"Sigh, really, another bunch of idiots who got so power and started causing trouble... whatever, let’s quickly finish this stupid mission, I still need to go pay respects to my little bro!!"
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