yes, kid!

Pietro's brow furrowed, and when he saw the hint Zhang Yu had given him, he finally noticed that something was wrong.

It's a little too quiet.

After entering the New Generation Church Welfare Institute, Petero's heart has been in a state of high tension, unlike Zhang Yao, who was born and raised in this world, he knows better than Zhang Yao how broken the mutants who are called 'the same kind' as him.

Although it had been a long time since anyone had seen Emma use her mutant abilities, and it was rumored that Emma had given up her abilities and devoted herself to the church, Zhang Yu did not believe this, and neither did Pietro.

The mutant ability is not a 'gift' to them at all, but more like a 'curse'.

A curse is not something that can be discarded.

With the high-speed operation of his brain, Pietro can sense a special magnetic field, or an extremely special telepathy, when he steps into the orphanage.

This kind of telepathy is undetectable by ordinary people, and can only be detected by mutants who are born with telepathic abilities like the White Queen or President X, or when Pietro is running at high speed, and the brain is in a strong reaction.

The silver figure flashed away, and Pietro appeared in the canteen of the orphanage in the blink of an eye.

"Not here..."

Before he could finish speaking, Pietro's figure disappeared again, leaving only his slightly hoarse voice to fade away.

Walking through the welfare home, Petero's expression couldn't help but be a little hideous, those telepathic feedback became more and more serious, if at first it was only occasionally in his ears, then with his high-speed running, this energy seemed to 'live', and gradually stared at him.

"It's not in the dormitory either, damn it..."

Pietro repelled the inexplicable telepathy with an instinctive disgust, and he tried to enter the state of searching for the children with all his heart, leaving himself untouched by the energy, but he soon found that he was already in the midst of the strange energy.

In the world of high speed, everything is in a state of stillness, in the past, when Pietro was running, there was only the sound of whistling and noisy wind in his ears, but now, Pietro was a little frightened to find that everything around him was changing.

It was a substance that was gushing out of the white mist, like mud floating in mid-air, like asphalt tumbling under the heat, they were everywhere and more and more, and when Pietro tried to look at them, he realized that they were not there.

It was something that kept pouring out and disappearing, like Schrödinger's cat.

Originally, Pietro didn't want to pay attention to them, or Pietro wanted to actively ignore their existence, but soon, those 'energies' spread wantonly, and stared at Pietro, and quickly enveloped him.

As if he had been touched by a slime or some other mollusk, Pietro shivered all over his body, and it was a creepy feeling, and it was hard for Pietro to imagine how the other party could catch him in a high-speed state.

The next moment, a whisper that seemed to be someone whispering in his sleep slowly sounded, and kept wandering in Pietro's ears, it was a voice that had no logic or useful information at all, and Pietro only felt that negative energy such as irritability and restlessness surged in his heart.

"Neither do the monasteries! Damn it's not Sunday, why is the choir classroom empty too..."

Seriously, if it weren't for the hope that Zhang Yu brought him, Pietro would now just want to run all the way to the summit of the Himalayas, and the farther away from here, the better.

Petro hadn't been exposed to these psychic energies since he was captured by President X and sent to a mutant prison, but Pietro swore that the energy he was facing at the moment might not be as powerful as President X, but it was far more bizarre than him.

Obviously, this is a more distorted, more chaotic affair, and they bring with them all kinds of negative energies such as fear, conjecture, and claustrophobia that try to drive people crazy.

Although ordinary people cannot perceive it, the effect over time will one day, when people step into the realm of the welfare home, the most basic order will be stripped from their eyes, and finally occupied by distortion and chaos.

"Maybe I should think differently." Pitero gave up on stopping again, and after searching almost all the rooms of the home, he found that there was no trace of any children in the empty building.

The only clue is...

Closing his eyes, Pietro endured the feeling of nausea and began to actively contact the telepathy.

"Come on, tell me, where are you all?"

...

On the other side, the communication between Zhang Yu and Emma also became more and more cheerful.

No matter in any world, it is a pleasant thing to be able to communicate with a seductive and touching intellectual woman.

However, Zhang Yu's heart did not have any slackness, he was always on guard, but whenever there was a feeling of being invaded by telepathy in his heart, Zhang Yu immediately took out the gun in his sleeve and gave the beautiful woman in front of him a ruthless blow.

"Where are we? Oh yes, this incomparable abbey, Emma, I remember you even spent all your possessions to build this place, it's a pretty ... I mean, you're really admirable, and the phrase you said in the newspaper, 'Everything we do is for the next generation,' is so good that I still remember it vividly.

I couldn't sleep before I came here, I admired your presence immensely, I even went through all the reports about you, it was a pleasure for me to interview you. ”

"Everyone is special, Zhang, for me, you are also a very interesting reporter, after a while of the interview, would you like to stay here and taste the lunch of our welfare home?"

"Lunch? Oh yes, of course I'd love to have lunch with you, I'd do anything for you! ”

Zhang Yu's face showed a sincere smile, he was like a fan who was in contact with idols at the moment, and he wanted to get close but didn't dare to get too close.

Suddenly, Zhang Yu raised his head, looked at Emma with a smile on her face, and asked curiously. "Emma, what about the children in the orphanage?"

"What?" Emma was stunned for a moment, not reacting from Zhang Yu's sudden change of topic.

"Isn't this a welfare home, what about the children?" Zhang Yu blinked his eyes and added. "I want to interview them by the way, after all, the editor-in-chief gave me a big plate this time."

"Kid... Yes, they are supposed to have morning classes at this time, and Mother Lisa takes the children to morning classes every day. Emma had a smile on her face.

As if to confirm this, a vague recitation came from the classroom in the distance.

Zhang Yu turned his head and looked in the direction of the classroom.

"Would you like to check it out, the kids will love you." Emma tilted her head and invited kindly.

Listening to Emma's words, Zhang Yu, who had his back to Emma, slowly retracted the smile on his face, and turned serious and cold.

"No need."

As he spoke, Zhang Yu raised his left hand, and in an instant, a beam of particle light converged from Zhang Yu's palm.

pong！

Click-

The palm cannon slammed straight into Emma's body, and then, a sound similar to a shattering mirror exploded in Zhang Yu's ears.

The sound of the object hitting the ground followed, and Zhang Yu turned around, hiding the arm of the steel suit in his sleeve, and stared at 'Emma' who had fallen to the ground.

"You cheated on my feelings, Emma."

It was a long dead corpse, a palm-sized hole in her chest under the bombardment of the palm cannon, and from the outside, she had been dead for a long time, and even her clothes were rotten and smelled of decay.

"I'm guessing you're Sister Lisa."

After staring at the corpse for a while, Zhang Yu slowly took out the photos taken early in the morning from the camera, and what appeared on the photos were two dried corpses with blank eyes.

...