"Those who should have left have left, and those who didn't want to leave didn't survive either," Zhan Qijun said in a helpless tone.
Ding Meng stared at him. "But you stayed."
Zhan Qijun laughed self-deprecatingly. "I just didn't have anywhere to go."
Ding Meng waved his hand and said, "You don't have to be humble. You're very similar to a friend of mine. He could have just left, but he was still willing to stay and help the refugees through the difficulties. So don't worry. Since I'm here, I won't just stand by and watch."
Zhan Qijun finally looked at Ding Meng seriously. "I haven't asked for your name yet, friend."
Zhong Ting said, "Ding Meng, my brother's friend."
Ding Meng also took the initiative to introduce himself. "I was also commissioned by the Federation's military."
Zhan Qijun's eyes suddenly lit up with hope. "That's great. I knew the Federation wouldn't abandon the people."
Ding Meng pointed at the stretchers and said, "What's going on with those people?"
Zhan Qijun put on a serious expression. "This is also a strange phenomenon that has only appeared in recent months. I found that every week or so, a few people in our normal population would appear in this state. At first, I thought it was because of the turmoil and that everyone was under too much mental pressure. Later, I found that their condition was worsening. At first, they were talking nonsense, then they became delirious, and then they went crazy. The strangest thing was that their strength would suddenly increase, and they would finally break free from the stretchers and run away."
Ding Meng frowned and said, "Run away?"
Zhan Qijun said, "Yes, we don't know where they're going either. Anyway, we can't find them. It's like … like they've disappeared from the face of the earth. No one can find them."
Ding Meng said, "You think they're sick?"
Zhan Qijun's frown deepened. "I've studied medicine for more than 40 years, and I've never seen such a case. Because the medical cabin can't detect it, it shows that everything is normal."
Zhong Ting hesitated. "Ding Meng, do you think this is not an illness?"
"I'll have to take a look to know whether he's sick or not!" Ding Meng slowly walked over, his eyes falling on a young man on the stretcher.
In her telekinesis vision, she could clearly see every blood molecule in the young man's body. Xiao Ai said in a low voice, "Indeed, there's nothing abnormal."
Little Rascal asked, "Is there a possibility that he received a mental attack from a fluxer?"
Xiao Ai said, "Mental attacks have a time limit. After a long time, the power of the illusion will weaken, and the person will eventually return to normal. If it's a continuous attack, it's possible to fall into the illusion for a long time. But if the attack lasts for such a long time, we'll have discovered the nearby enemies as soon as we enter the city."
Ding Meng said, "But if it's an infectious psychokinesis, things will be different."
Headmaster Zhu Bin had rewarded him with detailed information on this aspect. There were many types of psychokinesis, and infectious psychokinesis was an extremely unique one. It was the same as universal psychokinesis in that it could inject information into a person's brain and preserve it for a long time.
The unique aspect of infectious psychokinesis was that the infected person could become a carrier and spread the information layer by layer. This was somewhat similar to telepathy. Naturally, it also had a corresponding flaw, and that was that the more people it spread to, the more the information flow would gradually become diluted. The five or six people on the stretcher were ordinary people, so just a little bit of psychokinesis would be enough to control them. Thus, it was still impossible to determine the depth of this fluxer's psychokinesis.
Xiao Ai said, "Then let's give it a try. ACT5570, you just need to exert a little bit of force. The capacity of these people's brains isn't high, so too much information flow will cause them to become vegetative."
Ding Meng exerted a little force with his eyes, and six psychokinesis dots drilled into the brains of these people. Naturally, the information Ding Meng spread were all beautiful images: high mountains, flowing water, small bridges, mountain rocks, pavilions, the fragrance of flowers and the chirping of birds. In short, these images were definitely to dispel the negative effects in their brains.
In a short few seconds, the young man was the first to wake up. He sat up abruptly. "Eh, why am I lying on a stretcher?
Doctor Zhan, elder sister Zhong, you are all here? "
The others also recovered one after another. Their expressions were as if they had just woken up from a deep sleep.
Zhong Ting was pleasantly surprised, and Zhan Qijun was also extremely astonished. "You cured them?"
Ding Meng shook his head. "They weren't sick, but their brains were controlled by someone."
However, given the current situation, Ding Meng couldn't explain it to Zhan Qijun in detail. Even if he did, Zhan Qijun probably wouldn't understand.
The purpose of Ding Meng's trip was to visit Little Four's family. Since Zhong Ting was worried about these refugees, he also had to help. "Little Rascal, can my blood treat these injured people?"
Little Rascal sighed. "It can't be cured."
Ding Meng asked, "Why?"
Little Rascal said, "They're injured, not poisoned. If they're poisoned, they can definitely be detoxified, but if they're injured, they must have medical resources. Besides, these are just normal humans. Their blood will immediately mutate once it comes into contact with the K virus, so you have to think of another way."
Ding Meng immediately opened his backpack and fished out the boxes of nutrient fluids and blood generating agents. "Miss Zhong, Doctor Zhan, these are the high-end products of Star Rainbow International Group. Distribute them to everyone. They should be able to last for a while."
Zhong Ting and Zhan Qijun were dumbfounded when they saw him magically conjure a pile of metal boxes into a small mountain in the middle of the hall.
"But this isn't a long-term solution." Ding Meng frowned and asked, "Where else can we get supplies from in the East District?
Mainly medical facilities? "
This time, before Zhong Ting could say anything, Zhan Qijun spoke first. "Almost all of the supplies have been taken by the rebels. The medical equipment in the medical cabins are all in their hands."
He could tell that this young man in front of him was very capable. Moreover, he was a representative of the military. Since he was Zhong Ting's friend, there was no doubt that he had the ability to bring hope to everyone.
Ding Meng asked, "Where are the rebels now?"
Zhong Ting hurriedly advised, "Ding Meng, don't be rash. These rebels are very powerful. We can sit down and slowly think of a way to get the supplies. At most, I'll just spend money to ask my brother to buy them."
When he heard that, Ding Meng wasn't too happy. "They stole your supplies and even killed and set fires everywhere. Yet you still want to spend money to buy them?
Are you going to let them take all the benefits and then leave these refugees to die?
Don't worry, if I say I can get them back, I'll definitely get them back. "
Zhan Qijun echoed loudly, "Ding Meng is right. We can't keep hiding all day long. There are fewer and fewer obstacles to avoid, and people keep dying every day. If this continues, we'll be killed by them sooner or later. Now that Ding Meng is here, if we have the ability to take them back, why not?
Instead of waiting for death, why not take a gamble? "
Little Rascal couldn't help but mock, "This guy sure has good taste. He knows that our Ding Meng is powerful. But why should we take a gamble? They're just a bunch of trash."
Before they arrived, the Prototype's surveillance system had scanned the East District from high up in the sky. There were almost no armed forces here that could pose a threat to Ding Meng.
Zhong Ting listened helplessly. She had no choice but to turn on her wristwatch. "Fine. The rebel army's supply distribution point is on the ground. I'll send it to you now. However, Ding Meng, you must be careful. I'll have Wind and the others prepare some weapons for you …"
What weapons did Ding Meng need? After receiving the information on his wristwatch, he couldn't be bothered to care about the shocked gazes of everyone present. The Prototype shot out of the skylight in the corner like a cannonball, disappearing in the blink of an eye.
Zhong Ting and Zhan Qijun looked at each other, their faces numb with shock. Disregarding everything else, this was the first time they had seen Ding Meng's personal armor do something like this. At the very least, after living in Skydream City for so many years, this was the first time they had seen something like this.
After a long time, Zhong Ting sighed. "Little brother Little Four's friend, sigh … if only Little Four was still here."
Yu Fu walked over. "Third miss, don't be sad. Perhaps this is Little Four's blessing. He knows that we're in trouble, so Ding Meng came to save us."
Zhong Ting sighed. "I hope so. I hope Ding Meng is fine."
It would be strange if anything happened to Ding Meng. According to the information provided by Zhong Ting, the rebel army's supplies were currently concentrated in four large warehouses in the East District. These rebels were quite arrogant. It was obvious that they were provoking the military. They moved the supplies into the warehouses on the ground, knowing that the warships in the sky would not attack here. This was because if the supplies were blown up, the rebels would be in trouble, but the civilians would also be in trouble. Without food or water, everyone would be waiting to die.
Moreover, the supplies on the ground would attract the rebel army's attention, which would wipe out the rebel army's strength.
Ding Meng looked at the coordinates again. The largest warehouse was located on a hillside in the southeastern part of the city. This warehouse originally belonged to the Zhong Group, but it was now in the hands of Zhong Ting's older brother, Zhong Hao.
Zhong Hao had no other intentions other than to sell the supplies to the rebel army at a high price. Because the rebel army had money, they couldn't be as stupid as Zhong Ting, who actually distributed their precious supplies to the refugees for free.
Ding Meng thought for a moment. He decided to use Zhong Hao as an example. This was how straight men thought. Since you think the refugees deserve to die because they don't have money, fine. Now that it's the refugees' turn to be strong, I think you're too weak, so I'll steal you.
Little Rascal said, "Hey, there's a lot of fighting going on down there. There's a lot of people."
Xiao Ai said, "I reckon this is the rebel army and the rebel army."
Ding Meng focused his eyes and saw a twelve-story building towering over a slightly raised hillside. It looked a bit like the bridge of a starship, but it looked more like a steel factory.
With the factory as the center, it was surrounded by a barren wasteland. There were more than five thousand fully armed soldiers in the wasteland, forming a large circle that completely surrounded the factory.