Ordinary observers in fast time travel

Chapter 1119 Alienation
"Your Excellency Shi Jia, please be careful. There are just too many people whose turbidity levels have exceeded the safe limit recently, and the quarantine area is almost full." Wu Ji said with a worried look on his face.

Shi Jia shook his head, his heart heavy.

"Awooo~" Suddenly, a wild beast roared.

"what!"

"Someone has mutated into a beast! Everyone nearby, leave immediately!"

"Help! Please save my father!"

"Ah~"

Wu Ji's expression changed drastically. "Lord Shi Jia, please leave with me immediately." As he spoke, he grabbed Shi Jia's clothes, trying to pull him away.

"Wait." Shi Jia stared at the chaos not far away, pursed her lips, and her heart pounded wildly.

"Sir?" Wu Ji was very anxious upon seeing this. "Is there something wrong? You may not know, but the mutated beasts formed from humans are highly infectious. If you are attacked by them, you may turn into a mutated beast yourself. It's not safe here now. You'd better leave with me immediately."

"No, don't worry, I won't be infected by the turbid energy." Shi Jia took a deep breath. Although he knew this wasn't a good choice, and although Sun Yu's consciousness was frantically rejecting it, he still decided to follow his heart. Just like the choice he made in his previous life.

"I know you won't be infected by the turbid air, but if things get chaotic, I can't guarantee your safety." Wu Ji was on the verge of tears; the spirit painters were all a bunch of troublemakers.

Shi Jia did not answer him, but instead walked towards the crowd.

"Lord Shi Jia! Wait a minute!"

At this moment, the person had completed the transformation, turning from a thin man into a magnificent monster with horns on its head, its body covered in bluish-gray scales, and standing on two legs like a human.

A layer of black mist, visible to the naked eye, swirled around him; it was a materialized form of turbid air.

At this moment, the monster was holding a girl's neck with its left hand and clutching its chest with its other hand, its face contorted in pain and rage.

"Daddy, wake up! Waaah~" the girl cried out in pain.

Just as Shi Jia was about to summon the sapling, two figures suddenly leaped through the crowd and charged straight at the monster. "Bang!"

The monster was sent flying backward, landing alone. The girl from before had already been placed among the crowd.

Shi Jia breathed a sigh of relief, and the paintbrush in her hand disappeared.

The humanoid beast had already been killed by the two. The girl let out a heart-wrenching scream the moment the monster died.

Many people felt a pang of pity, especially those whose levels of turbid energy were also excessive; they felt a sense of shared sorrow for the fate of others.

But what can we do? Who made them live in this polluted world?
"Little girl, have a piece of candy." A tall young man walked up to the girl, opened his palm, and placed five or six pieces of candy on it.

Shi Jia blinked. Was it A-Tian? What was he doing here? Hadn't he already returned?

Hong Tian seemed to notice Shi Jia's gaze, looked up, frowned when he saw Shi Jia, then immediately lowered his head and smiled at the girl.

The girl was crying her heart out, completely out of control, and couldn't hear Hong Tian's words at all.

"Ah Tian, ​​everything's alright here, let's go." Canglong wiped his hands with a clean white towel as he walked towards Hong Tian.

Shi Jia suddenly realized that it was they who had killed the humanoid beast.

Hong Tian hesitated for a moment, "But this little girl just lost her father... Should we take her back?"

Canglong frowned. "Let the guards handle it. Don't worry, they'll take care of it."

“But…” Hongtian hesitated for a moment, but finally agreed to Canglong’s decision. “Little sister, here’s some candy. Eating a piece of candy will make you happy when you’re sad.” He stuffed the candy into the girl’s arms. Then he turned and left with Canglong.

However, the moment he turned around, something unexpected happened.

"Watch out!" Shi Jia exclaimed. At the same time, the saplings appeared, their aerial roots binding the suddenly leaping little girl tightly. Hong Tian and Cang Long were startled, and almost instantly, their figures vanished from the spot.

"Ah! It's an infection! She must have been infected by the Turbid Beast!" The crowd erupted in exclamations, and in an instant, a vacuum zone formed within a ten-meter radius of Shi Jia and the little girl.

Seeing this, Shi Jia couldn't help but twitch her lips; they really ran fast.

"Kill her! Kill her!"

Although everyone present had been deeply affected by the turbid energy entering their bodies due to hunting turbid beasts deep in the dark zone, their fear of the humanoid turbid beasts had seeped into their very bones.

Or perhaps, their fear wasn't of the humanoid beast, but of death itself.

Shi Jia frowned. The little girl was indeed showing signs of mutation. If left unchecked, she would definitely complete the mutation within an hour.

But... Shi Jia had a thought, and the sapling's purifying power entered the little girl's body through the aerial roots, beginning to purify the turbid air within her.

The purifying power quickly took effect, and the little girl's eyes regained their clarity. She was stunned at first, then saw Canglong and Hongtian in the crowd. "Wow~ You killed my dad! Give me back my dad! Give me back my dad!"

The little girl's agitated emotions stirred up the turbid energy within her, causing her to lose her reason again, and she struggled desperately.

Shi Jia frowned and knocked the little girl unconscious with a single blow from an air stick.

Upon seeing this, the guards immediately came over and took the little girl in. "Thank you, Master Spirit Painter."

"You're welcome." Shi Jia shook his head and told the sapling to retract its aerial roots.

"Thank you for earlier." Canglong and Hongtian walked over and clasped their hands in thanks.

"It was nothing," Shi Jia said. "Why are you still here?" Could it be that your turbidity level is too high? Surely not?
Canglong composed himself and said, "I still have some things to take care of, so I'll stay here for now."

"I see." Shi Jia understood their wariness and had no intention of pressing them further. They weren't close; they had just seen each other, exchanged greetings, and said a few words.

At this moment, Hong Tian seemed to receive some information, his expression changed drastically, and without saying goodbye, he turned and ran away.

Canglong frowned, then suddenly remembered something, and his expression changed drastically. "Sorry, I have other matters to attend to, I cannot keep you company for now." With that, he left.

Seeing this, Shi Jia became somewhat curious and was hesitating whether to follow and take a look when Wu Ji's voice came from behind him, "Lord Shi Jia, you were really amazing just now!"

"Is that sapling your manifestation?" Wu Ji was very envious. His childhood dream was also to be a painter, but unfortunately he had no talent, and not even much talent as a spiritual martial artist.

His family spent a lot of resources to barely get him to become a Spirit Martial Master.

"I guess so," Shi Jia said casually, but her feet moved in the direction Canglong and the others had left. "Do you know those two people from earlier?"

Why are they staying in the quarantine area? Is the contamination level too high?

Of course, Buji knew that many people had entered the city today, but the most impressive people were the Yunyan Hunting Team and His Excellency Shi Jia.

"That's it."

"You could say that?" Shi Jia asked curiously, looking at Wu Ji. "Could you tell me?"

“Yes, one of them, a woman, is injured and poisoned, and has been exposed to foul air. She has to stay in the quarantine area,” Wu Ji said. “The rest of them volunteered to stay and take care of her.”

"Oh, how do you usually deal with the intrusion of turbid qi into the body?" Shi Jia asked curiously. "Do you just isolate them here?"

Wu Ji smiled wryly, "There's nothing we can do. After all, there are very few spirit painters with the power of purification, and we can't afford to hire one."

"So ordinary people can only wait to die here?" Shi Jia asked calmly.

Wu Ji nodded; this was also why he was excited when he saw Shi Jia's turbidity level was 0. He had thought he was about to encounter a spirit painter with purifying abilities...

Shi Jia remained silent; he had no right to criticize.