Seeing Shen Feng frown, Firefly's expression shifted to one of realization. She shouted to the people around them:
"Everyone, come on out! He's not a Barbarian, he's the one who saved my life!"
The moment she finished speaking, a clamor arose from the surrounding ruins, and figures emerged from behind all sorts of broken walls and rubble.
They were men and women, their clothes equally tattered, woven from tree bark, plastic, and all sorts of miscellaneous junk. They were, however, relatively clean.
Although some had obvious disabilities and mutations, with stooped or hunched backs, they didn't show any overly bizarre signs of mutation.
Moreover, they all had young faces, ranging from ten to thirty years old. There was hardly a middle-aged person among them.
Seven or eight men armed with iron pipes and blades surrounded them, watching Shen Feng with wary expressions, looking as if they might swarm him and attack at any moment.
The burly man in the lead, Scar, frowned and said:
