But the scene in front of her made her somewhat doubt her previous speculations.
Yang Yuan thought for a moment and said, "It’s about population base. Though Yan Chenggong’s methods are somewhat extreme and he has a strong desire to control, he does have some vision. His aid during this time might win him a lot of unwavering supporters. Of course, this is just my guess; perhaps he genuinely has a deeply hidden benevolent heart."
Since all the superpower users meant to return the Marvel have done so, those who haven’t likely perished outside.
So they shut the store and watched the situation from the second floor.
The two roughly counted and found that the number of injured survivors brought back was at least two or three thousand, possibly even more.
The chaos made it hard to tally, and there were even medical staff from the thirty-eighth team mixed in.
"The lightning control superpower user from last night isn’t among them, seems like they belong to another military team."
Yang Yuan understood the situation,
Zhao Jiayan whispered, "Are you suggesting that their enemy is very strong? Yan Chenggong’s involvement in this matter might provoke retaliation from the opposing side, as it could pose a great threat to them. Once these injured survivors recover, some will definitely seek revenge."
Though she is a decisive woman, she never voices her opinions in crucial choices. Whatever Yang Yuan decides, she follows.
"At least staying here provides a place to sleep peacefully, especially with a Mountain God nearby watching like a hawk."
Yang Yuan said, "Let’s see how things develop. If it’s merely a war between two armies, we better stay out of it. If not... we’ll adapt accordingly. But I feel it might not be that simple; tomorrow I’ll go and ask around for more information."
"Alright, I’ll follow your lead," Zhao Jiayan nodded.
As twelve o’clock approached, Yan Chenggong had already instructed earth-type users to build numerous temporary shelters on the open ground, accommodating all the injured survivors inside, and had healing-type superpower users treat them.
Those unaware might truly regard Yan Chenggong as a benevolent person.
In reality, those saved genuinely felt grateful towards Yan Chenggong.
If he hadn’t arrived in time, they would definitely have been wiped out.
Among them were not merely ordinary people; the number of superpower users even exceeded two-thirds.
Even among mid-level superpower users, Yang Yuan sensed several.
’Why does it suddenly feel like the thirteenth team is so weak?’
Yang Yuan felt suspicious, because, except for that elusive mysterious elder he couldn’t decipher, the strongest in the thirteenth team was only Storm, the woman on the brink of reaching mid-level.
However, he was unaware that the thirteenth team was now quite formidable.
Because over there had appeared two controllable mobile calamities, along with an innocent-looking humanoid thermonuclear fusion turret.
That night, Yang Yuan and the others didn’t sleep, remaining vigilant for the potential battle.
Zhao Jiayan and Jiang Yiyi continued honing their wooden sword skills and practicing their swordsmanship.
Meanwhile, Yang Yuan kept improving his crossbow skills.
The first half of the night passed without any incidents.
But during the latter half, while practicing swordplay, Jiang Yiyi suddenly looked toward a direction.
At the same time, the protective talismans on all three of them suddenly lit up, the experience rapidly increasing.
"Big brother, that severed head has returned," Jiang Yiyi said seriously, her face tense.
"What severed head?" Zhao Jiayan was puzzled.
"A severed head?" Yang Yuan’s heart skipped: "Are you talking about the severed head we encountered inside the Sky Pit?"
"Yes, exactly that severed head."
Jiang Yiyi said anxiously, "It’s approaching us... seems like it stopped, it’s observing those injured people."