Thirty-two people...
The list of names is in Xiaofan's hands.
Each person's photo is recorded in the files.
Mutants appear no different from ordinary people and cannot be identified by the naked eye. Moreover, if they lack Inner Strength, they cannot emit Killing Qi.
But, surely we can't slice each one with a knife to judge?
Glancing around, suddenly, a piercing gaze locked eyes with Xiaofan.
This gaze was extremely sharp, perhaps even containing a hint of Killing Qi.
Is it him?
Xiaofan slowly moved forward, drawing closer to the person.
"Hey buddy, got a light?"
"I don't smoke."
"Oh, not a smoker, huh. No worries then."
This person isn't a crew member. Even if he's not a mutant, he's definitely not a sailor.
On cargo ships, smoking is not allowed, especially near the warehouse. This is strictly prohibited. Yet, this person did not seem to stop him, clearly showing he was not knowledgeable in this aspect.
