Gong Zheng was driving the enhanced car on Jade Avenue.
The summer heat persisted, but the inside of the car was quite cool.
Nowadays, the company's official vehicles were all equipped with the latest refrigeration boxes, which used specially made copper pipes to expel smoke outside, giving the car roof an additional small smokestack, reminiscent of a steam locomotive.
Zhou Yi and Yuan Xiao sat in the back seat.
The Angel of Death, with her young girl's appearance, gazed out of the window, somewhat lost in thought.
She gently pinched her fingers: "Healers are different from us Hunters; they are naturally inclined to treat the lives of others, able to repair those damaged, broken Consciousness."
"The chance of a Healer being born is extremely low. I sensed one in the Dead Sea and initially thought it was not real. Not until I saw him did I confirm it was true."
