After being fired from the diamond squid, I became a sea patrol ranger.

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But what's most impressive is his legs.

The boy's right leg was missing, the stump wrapped in white gauze, and he was limping with a cane in his hand.

Another victim

Spall thought to himself, but then he saw the boy grit his teeth, stagger to his sister's side, and spread his arms wide.

"You extraterrestrial demons! You are not allowed to approach my sister!"

The boy gritted his teeth, his pupils seemingly spitting fire.

Is there such deep hatred?

I can't let him misunderstand me again.

Spall thought to himself, tried to twitch the corners of his mouth, and took out a candy from his pocket, bringing it closer to the boy.

"Don't come here!"

The boy raised his cane and, with a "whoosh," smashed it down on Spa's head without warning.

Although Spas wasn't afraid of boys, he was afraid of confronting them head-on and accidentally hurting them, so he had to back away.

The cane brushed past him, and the boy stumbled. One leg couldn't support his weight, and he fell with a "thud" onto the muddy ground.

Spah was slightly taken aback and reached out to help, but the boy shook off his arm.

The boy gritted his teeth, stood up shakily, his face covered in scratches.

"Brother, please don't do this."

The little girl reached out and grabbed the boy's sleeve: "Brothers and sisters aren't bad people, otherwise, I would have been arrested long ago."

The boy paused slightly, looking at the girl. His pupils were blood red, glistening with tears.

Snapped!

The little boy suddenly slapped his sister across the face, leaving a red handprint. The girl covered her face and took a few steps back, but did not fall.

The boy's eyes were red and swollen.

"What do you know! What do you know? You know nothing!"

The boy screamed, his voice like a duck's quack, tears welling in his eyes and streaming down his face.

Tears flowed more and more. The boy cried out, swung his crutch again, and rushed straight towards Spa and the other boy.

"Go to hell! You outsiders! Outsiders!"

"You are all demons! Demons!"

The boy screamed, his voice hoarse and strained.

Spah dodged repeatedly, but the boy's cane went straight for the robin. The girl froze on the spot, unable to move for a moment.

Has this girl... been traumatized?

Of all times!

Spah gritted his teeth.

He didn't want the robin to get hurt, so he reached out and put his arm around the girl's waist to dodge the attack.

This doesn't make sense; we shouldn't stay here any longer!

Spall shifted his gaze to the abyss-like fork in the road, turned into it, and, clutching the robin, ran straight ahead.

The greyish-white buildings receded into the distance, as if a movie were playing in reverse. Lin Lan jogged quickly, splashing through puddles.

He ran for about ten minutes before stopping.

Spare put down the robin and turned his head, only to find the girl with her head down, her lips slightly pursed, her initial smile long gone.

Seeing the girl like this, Spah felt bad, but considering the need to lighten the mood, he still smiled.

I have to say something!

"This is not your fault..."

Spall murmured, stroking the robin's head with his palm.

The girl's wings trembled, but she did not resist. She simply lowered her head and did not say a word.

Dark clouds obscured the sky, and a light rain began to fall, pattering softly and soaking the girl's hair.

Spah summoned a black cloth and draped it over the robin.

"People can be misled by malice. Isn't guiding them onto the right path precisely the job of Tong Xie?"

Spall said softly.

The girl paused, then looked up in surprise: "I didn't expect you, little Spa, to be able to comfort people."

The robin's call was very soft, but the corners of its mouth turned up again.

Spah blushed slightly. He didn't know why he had suddenly started comforting people.

However, Spall knew in his heart that what he said was not just empty talk; he had indeed noticed signs that the boy had been guided.

Although it wasn't very clear, I did notice a strange mark on the gray clothes when I made eye contact with the boy earlier.

The mark of a crying fool!

There's definitely a problem! A thorough investigation is needed...

The best thing to do is track his location!

Spall rolled his eyes, thinking. In fact, he had long ago marked his own energy on the boy.

Even if the planet were destroyed, Spa could still track down the target.

Wow!

Splash splash splash splash... 3

The rain intensified, and the sky grew increasingly dark. The downpour, like needles, pelted and lashed against the two of them. 7

It was getting late.

Let's send the robin back and investigate again tomorrow.

Spall thought for a moment, then conjured another black cloth, wrapped the robin in it, and carried her towards the eaves. 2

“Let’s go back,” Spa whispered.

The girl nodded.

……one

Night, fleeting. Nine

The blazing sun rose into the sky once more. Its intense heat, like a barbecue grill, poured onto the earth, baking up wisps of steam.

Spa left the hotel and headed towards the slums.

Today, unlike yesterday, he did not follow the robin's example and change into casual clothes.

He switched to using EtherEdit, hand-sewn tattered clothes, put on the outer shell, hunched over, and sneaked into the slums.

As a seasoned hunter, Spabi knows how to disguise himself well.

The slum was even more sweltering than yesterday. The gray buildings, bathed in the scorching sun, reflected mirages.

The ground was covered with floating garbage, exposed to the scorching sun, emitting a fishy stench like dried fish.

Although... I cannot improve their lives, nor do I have the right to arbitrarily overthrow the regime of a planet.

Those are the things that [Storage Protection] does.

But at least I can use the "hunting" method to take down that clearly problematic cult.

Spa turned around and lowered his head, his palm flicking out a tiny screen with two points of light on it.

In the bottom right corner, a yellow dot flashes, indicating Spada's location. In the top left corner, a moving red light indicates the little boy's coordinates.

He's a disabled person... what does he want to do when he goes out?

Spare picked up a cigarette butt, raised an eyebrow and pondered:

Disabled people simply cannot find work.

But if he was doing something like stealing or petty theft, then his movement speed was rather too fast.

He seemed more like he was in a rush to get somewhere for a date...

For example, cult gatherings!

Having figured out the connection, Spa quickened his pace, passing by the natives like the wind, unnoticed by anyone.

Before long, Spa caught up with the red dot. Looking around, he saw an open space with more than a dozen branch roads extending outwards.

The open space was filled with people, all wearing black robes, packed tightly together, looking like a surging black wave from a distance.

It is noteworthy that each black robe is printed with a Fool's mask.

This number... if not a thousand, then at least six or seven hundred.

Moreover, this is just the number of people in one slum... What exactly is that fool trying to do?

Spah focused his mind and penetrated people.

He saw that an open space had appeared in the center of the black tide, and several men in black robes were kneeling on the ground, with a blood-stained six-pointed star array in front of them.

Streams of destiny energy gathered within the magic array, overflowing with chaotic energy, causing Spa to frown.

Destruction, abundance... and harmony?

If it's not clear enough, I need to get closer. How can I do this without alerting the enemy?

Spall rolled his eyes, an idea forming in his mind.

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Spall shifted his gaze to a dark corner.

He rolled his eyes, slipped away, stayed for about ten seconds, and then popped out again.

At this moment, Spah changed into a black priest's robe, which was covered in gray dust, making him indistinguishable from ordinary believers.

Next... all you have to do is squeeze through the gaps between people.

Spah exhaled a cigarette, stomped it on the ground, and crushed it into black powder. He disguised himself as one of the followers, hunching over and getting close to people.

During the ceremony, everyone stared at the altar, their bodies as still as wooden stakes.

Spa moved behind the people, but no one moved.

Good... proceed cautiously.

Spa took another step.

Wow!

Everyone turned around abruptly, their movements as synchronized as a machine.

Nearly a thousand eyes swept over Spa's body.

Even with the power to destroy stars, Spah still trembled all over. A chill ran down his spine.

Why...did I get discovered?

Spall was puzzled, but he saw that the people were like wind-up puppets, their lips moving, opening and closing:

[Pagan beliefs detected, impurities removed!]

[Pagan beliefs detected, impurities removed!]

【detected……】

People repeated simple words like broken records, without even a slight variation in tone.

However, Spall managed to figure out why he had been discovered through their actions:

The power of harmony!

These cult members' minds are interconnected and mutually perceptive, forming an absolute whole like a honeycomb.

Any unusual ideas or intrusions will be detected and eliminated immediately.