"Dad, is there any way to contact those security personnel?"
"Let me think about it. I can use the public feedback module on the information platform within the site!"
"Is it any use now? Won't that place be filled with junk messages?"
"No, no, that place now uses real-name registration. If you post messages there, you will lose points."
"Okay, then. Go ahead and post one, and I'll transfer the points to you later. Tell them that the meat mountain can be controlled by telepathy, and its current range is 500 meters. Have them use precision weapons to attack its hands, feet, and head from outside that range. Afterward, have them tell you what they hit."
"Okay! Come to think of it, this is my first time posting a message on it!"
After Jiang Ling finished speaking, she extended her consciousness into the spot of light and, in that instant, felt that consciousness again. In her consciousness, she seemed to see a faceless little girl, with countless tentacles wrapped around her neck, causing her to struggle and suffocate. The little girl tried to push the tentacles away, but from Jiang Ling's perspective, they were one with the little girl.
This consciousness quickly realized the intrusion, and all its tentacles reached out towards Jiang Ling's conscious incarnation. Jiang Ling's incarnation was just herself, nothing special. Her consciousness's tentacles weren't connected to her, but rather like tools, summoned and dismissed at will. Numerous tentacles emerged from her body, then entangled with the little girl. At this moment, the voice in her mind reverberated, but she was prepared.
"Mom~"
"Who is your mother?"
"My mother's name is...what's her name?" The girl's voice suddenly changed: "Who are you?"
"Who are you!!!"
The "meat mountain" in the distance suddenly stopped moving, and all the heads on its torso turned to the same position. Some of the heads even broke their necks because of the large movements.
"Who are you!!!"
The "Meat Mountain" waved its arms around, sweeping away all obstacles. Some of its arms hit solid steel pipes or concrete, making crisp sounds of broken bones.
"Bang!" Gunfire rang out from farther away. A steel needle pierced the lower half of the "Meat Mountain," severing all its legs and feet along the way. Blood splattered a meter-wide streak on the ground. The "Meat Mountain" stumbled, tilted sideways, and crashed into the wall of a suite.
"Someone replied to me, they hit the leg!" Jiang Wenwen saw the feedback on the terminal and immediately reminded himself in his mind.
"It's useless, let them try another method!" The attack and defense in his mind did not stop. Jiang Ling didn't even feel any difference from before, which meant that simply attacking with his hands and feet would not be effective.
"Bang!" Another sound came from outside, and this time the people could hear it clearly. It was probably some kind of direct-fire machine gun. A steel needle hit the head of the "meat mountain," then opened a one-meter-diameter hole on the other side. The steel needle tumbled and shattered into a large amount of shrapnel, which turned the suite behind it into a sieve. Fortunately, the surrounding residents had already evacuated.
"It worked! What did they just hit?"
"Head, head on a body!"
"Incapacitated?"
"not yet!"
Jiang Ling noticed that the tentacles in her consciousness space had suddenly decreased significantly, which made her feel relieved. Then, every few seconds, more tentacles disappeared. She seized the opportunity and pushed all the tentacles aside. Then, she stepped forward, grabbed the little girl's consciousness by the shoulder, and asked, "Who are you?"
"I am...I am Sissi!"
The next moment, the heads on the "meat mountain" made all kinds of strange noises and gradually dried up, falling off the torso along with the limbs that had also shriveled up.
In the consciousness space, Jiang Ling saw the tentacles on the little girl gradually dissipate, and her face gradually appeared. She no longer struggled to breathe and calmed down in her arms.
"What's the situation?" Jiang Ling asked Jiang Wenwen.
"No reply yet, oh, here it comes! They said they appreciate my help and will give me a subsidy!"
"Then you decide!"
Jiang Ling consoled the little girl for a few more words before she realized she was the same family from the post she'd seen. It was unbelievable that she was still using the experience of the previous dynasty to judge officials in the present—rhinitis in this world could lead to such dire consequences.
But how did this child learn to control other people's minds? Jiang Ling found that her development of super powers was still too shallow, not even as good as that of a child.
After waking up, the child told Jiang Ling that she'd been having the same dream for the past few days, reminiscing about the discomfort of a stuffy nose. Her parents had passed away, so she had no choice but to post the online post. Living in an orphanage in District 4, with no close friends to confide in, she spent her days researching her superpowers, manipulating other children's emotions. She hadn't imagined she'd become so out of control, or that there were other people with similar superpowers.
After hearing this, Jiang Ling could only sigh that it was terrifying for a child to have superpowers. She recalled an anime she had watched before, where that little brat almost destroyed the world.
"Goodbye, big sister~ They're here to pick me up!"
"Goodbye, Sissi!"
The subsequent story had nothing to do with Jiang Ling, and she certainly didn't think the child could return to normal life. A person who couldn't control their own strength was like a bomb that could explode at any moment for senior management. Jiang Ling would never wantonly use her superpowers on others; for a normal adult, that would be tantamount to insulting their dignity.
It's best if abilities like mind control don't appear in reality. As the saying goes, unlimited freedom equals unlimited chaos. Once the bottom line is crossed, destruction is not far away.
Jiang Ling even thought sinisterly that all third-level mutants were transformed from second-level mutants, which meant that the child was definitely not as kind as imagined. Perhaps during the time when she mutated into a "troll", she not only escaped the pursuit of the army, but also killed many other mutants to reach this point.
Although mutants that have never hurt anyone really exist, Jiang Ling has never seen it with her own eyes.
It was a shame for her feelings. She naively believed those help-seeking posts were real, but she didn't expect that not only humans would send help, but even monsters would learn to do so. Jiang Ling felt that if she encountered similar situations in the future, she must be more cautious. Maybe some distress signals were actually monster traps.
"Wait? A trap?"
"Dad, what did they do with that mutant?"
"Huh? Let me ask... Oh, they killed that guy with one shot!"
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com