After they had divided up the tasks and returned to the highway, they noticed a ten-person team up ahead.
Leading the way was a burly man who projected an air of security. Following close behind was a cute little girl with mischievous eyes, who looked even younger than Flora Bloom.
These two walked at the very front. Among the people behind them was another little girl, who looked to be only eight or nine years old. A man and a woman flanked her, guarding her closely as they scanned their surroundings.
Even from a distance, Flora Bloom could sense the strong Fire Element swirling around this little girl.
To be able to manifest the Fire Element externally, oneâs Superpower Level had to be at least that of a Second-level Superpower User.
For such a young child to have raised her superpower to the Second Level in such a short time, even Flora Bloom couldnât help but be surprised.
And it was this little girl who spotted them first.
"Who. Is. Following. Us."
Before the words had even left her mouth, the little girl waved her hand, sending a brilliant, orange-red flame shooting toward Flora Bloomâs group. Flora Bloom easily deflected it with a water shield. This sudden attack made the entire ten-person team spin around nervously to face them.
Flora Bloom saw that all ten of them were filthy. Their hair, faces, and clothes were stained with zombie brains and human blood.
âLooks like this team has been through a baptism by zombies.â
Flora Bloom listened to the girlâs halting, heavily accented Chinese. The accent was unmistakableâit belonged to someone from the neighboring nation they derisively called the âStick Countryâ.
There was only one main road, so Flora Bloom and her group continued walking forward openly, not trying to hide.
âAttacking on sight. This group is clearly on high alert.â
As they drew closer, Flora Bloom realized that in addition to the girl who had just shot fire at them, the man and woman at the head of the other group were surrounded by faint auras of the Earth and Wood Elements, respectively. There was also another girl in their ranks, an even weaker Water Element user.
âSo the man has an Earth Element ability, and the little girl with the bright smile is a Wood type,â Flora Bloom deduced.
However, Flora Bloom had no intention of engaging with them and simply led her group onward.
But as they were passing the group of ten, one of the girls at the front called out to stop them.
"Uh, wait a minute. You shouldnât go that way."
"Cynthia Grant, canât you see theyâre ignoring you? Stop yelling and just let them go. If they go get themselves killed, maybe weâll be able to pass through safely."
The speaker was the girl with the very faint Water Element aura.
So the Wood Ability User was named Cynthia Grant. Ignoring her teammate, she saw Flora Bloomâs group was still walking away and shouted again, "We just came from there! Thereâs a Second Level zombie, itâs really strong! And the woods next to the guardrail attack people!"
At this, Flora Bloom finally stopped. She telepathically contacted Vert and the golden cicada, sending them ahead to scout the path. Then, she turned to carefully size up the other team.
Vert and the golden cicada quickly relayed what they found. Less than a hundred meters ahead, a small horde of twenty to thirty zombies led by a Second Level zombie was blocking Highway 320. Anyone trying to pass would inevitably run into them.
It was possible to detour through the small forest next to the guardrail, but at that moment, the golden cicada sent back a more serious warning.
Something in that patch of woods was making both the golden cicada and Vert uneasy.
Flora Bloom scoffed and turned her gaze to the man leading the other team.
"An Earth Element user, a Wood Element user, a Water Element user, and a Second-level Fire Ability User. Donât tell me you canât take down a single Second Level zombie?"
As Flora Bloom spoke, her gaze was fixed on the little girl from the âStick Country.â Intuition told her this child was not nearly as innocent as she looked.
Hearing Flora Bloomâs words, the others also turned to stare at the little girl. Cynthia Grantâs eyes were red as she glared at the child and said furiously, "Youâre a Second-level Superpower User? You could have saved Cole! Why did you abandon him?!"
The little girl from the âStick Countryâ let out a derisive snort and looked at Cynthia Grant with contempt.
"I, the grand, young miss, of the Lixia Conglomerate, why, should I save, you, Veridians? How, laughable."
Flora Bloom had been about to ignore them and lead her group away to meet up with Vert and the golden cicada, but she stopped in her tracks when the little girl spoke those words.
âSo this girl really is from the âStick Country.â A foreigner, acting so arrogantly in our homeland.â
Her eyes narrowed dangerously as she stared at the little girl from the âStick Countryâ.
Sienna Kensington watched as the girl, who didnât look much older than her, approached. The girlâs smile was harmless, but Sienna saw a flicker of cold, murderous intent in her eyes.
"You seem to look down on us Veridians, do you?"
Before Flora Bloom could get close to Sienna Kensington, a man and a woman moved to block her path.
"Insolence. Who allowed, you, to get, so, close, to our, young miss."
"If you canât even speak properly, donât come to our country and make a fool of yourself. Youâre so tough? Then go home. Have your country send someone to come get you."
"You... you... Who are you? What gives you the right to talk to us like that?"
Flora Bloom gave a massive eye-roll, ignoring the trio and turning her attention to Cynthia Grant instead.
Seeing that Flora Bloom had shut the trio up, Cynthia Grant immediately ran to her side and whispered.
"Shh, donât provoke them too much. That girl, Sienna Kensington, is the daughter of a very powerful conglomerate from the âStick Countryâ. The other two are her bodyguards, the manâs name is Freddy Dnovoan, and the woman is Mindy Quincy. Siennaâs father used high-level diplomatic channels to have our military protect his daughter."
Flora Bloom followed Cynthia Grantâs gaze to the man in the lead. He was powerfully built but had an exceptionally cold and detached demeanor. It was an air that reminded Flora Bloom of Lex Cross and his special forces team.
"Him? Heâs Evan, a colonel from the Azuregard City Naval Base. He accepted the mission to escort those three. Iâm Cynthia Grant, a medic with the army garrison in Azuregard Cityâa doctor, really. Ugh, I was assigned to Azuregard City not long after graduating and never expected to run into this mess."
Flora Bloom gave Cynthia Grant a long, thoughtful look as an idea suddenly sparked in her mind.
âA medic, huh? Perfect! A doctor is exactly what I need!â
âIn my last life, medical care was scarce. There was no doctor around when I gave birth, and I almost died bringing Polly into the world. If I hadnât been a superpower userâwith a constitution far stronger and more resistant to infection than a normal personâsâwe both would have died.â
âAnd in this life, if I want to have Polly safely, what I need most is a doctor, right? Besides, Cynthia Grantâs manner is open and genuine, and sheâs easy to talk to.â
âAnd while a military medic isnât a specialized obstetrician, her skills canât be that bad.â
âI have to poach her.â
âI absolutely have to poach her!â
With this thought in mind, Flora Bloomâs expression softened as she looked at Cynthia Grant. Even though she wanted nothing to do with this group, she had to stop for Cynthiaâs sake.
"Iâm Flora Bloom. These are my parents, and those two are friends traveling with me. This little brat is someone I picked up on the road."
"By the way, where are you all headed?" Cynthia asked. "Iâm not kidding, itâs really dangerous up ahead. We were just trying to figure out how to get back to Azuregard City."
Flora Bloom understood. âThey must have come out to rescue the three from the âStick Country,â only to be blocked from returning to Azuregard City by the zombies and that weird forest.â
âAzuregard City... Isnât that the city where the naval base weâre heading to is located?â
"Weâre headed to Azuregard City, too," Flora said. "How about this: you follow us. I have a way to get us through."