239 Meng Fang

When I got to the location that Sofia pinged me to, I was glad to make it. The place was a wasteland, and barely any vegetation, but there was some. I was kicking myself for not just using my root transfer ability, but the rest of the trip had been nice. As I landed, the first thing I noticed was a bunch of people in uniforms with guns started running towards me.

"Halt! Who goes there?" One of them shouted as they skidded to a stop in front of me with their guns pointed at my head, and I frowned. They were not going to make this easy on me, it seems.

"I am just here for the Power Focus," I said plainly, and they all shared a look before turning back to look at me again.

"Why can I understand you and speak English perfectly?!" The Chinese guard asked me, seeming in shock with every word that came out of his mouth.