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Russell spoke with the reverence characteristic of a hunter as he patted Freyr on the shoulder, saying, "I’m counting on you."
Freyr nodded slightly, and in an instant, his body entered a trance-like state, showing no outward signs of change.
However, anyone who had experienced such a revelation would understand that it could be described as omnipotent, capable of perceiving every detail within his realm of influence without exception.
Even among the strongest of humans, those ranked among the top Psychic Sensory Users might not achieve such a level of mastery.
Mental shielding merely involves using powerful Mental Power emitted from one’s brain to interfere with another's mind and vision.
This method essentially uses one's own brain as a conductor to emit disruptive signals.
Even if two individuals were to come into close contact, unless the user chose to lift the barrier, what they might perceive could very well be an illusion.
Mental shielding operates in precisely this manner.
In contrast, when sensory perception is pushed to its limits, it can lead to acute awareness of enemies who deliberately conceal their movements.
As sensory abilities enhance, the capacity for insight also gradually strengthens. There are even tales of an Ability Master whose sensory range could extend across an entire nation.
Of course, older individuals tend to exhibit a significant increase in their perceptual abilities.
Typically, hunters endowed with Ability enhancements often live well beyond one year of age.
Although most are caught in a cycle of continuous battles within the mission system and ultimately perish in combat, even the most formidable task-driven individuals will eventually face a mission that stirs their deepest concerns.
It is impossible for a person to remain fortunate forever; this contradicts reason. Since humanity acquired the Ability, they have often compared it to divine power.
However, the truth is that if this were truly Divine Power, then those who wield the Ability would face a future fraught with calamity.
Divine Power embodies reason, and the cycle of cause and effect cannot escape the concept of Dao.
Nonetheless, only a few strong individuals have managed to evade retribution.
They have lived beyond the Ultimate of human physiology, surpassing 179 years, becoming Ability users who approach two centuries in age.
Although they can no longer influence the battlefield directly, their knowledge and understanding of the past make all Ability Masters regard them as pioneers of the great path.
Indeed, without their accidental discoveries, it is likely that the Ability would not have risen so early.
While the Hunter Association has only been established for a few years, its predecessors were known for their ironclad principles on Broadway, being among the earliest developers of the Ability and guided by the mission to eliminate the Zerg.
They are truly remarkable, so much so that they seem to know everything.
Unfortunately, these individuals are still too few in number today. Although they have surpassed human physiological limits, they are not gods; they are merely humans.
Despite their evolution, their existence is unfair in relation to life itself, prompting Dao to seek every possible means to eliminate them.
To the divine, a mere century is but a fleeting moment, a mere flick of the fingers.
Perhaps a hundred years is merely the span of a dream, where humanity can only struggle to survive in the cracks of that dream.
The day of Awakening is the arrival of the end.
In the year 777 of Aiki, the cataclysm struck, and that nightmare brought life to a definitive end.
This marks the conclusion of all existence.
Only by crossing this threshold of finality might a new beginning lie just ahead.
Change unfolds at this moment, and everything within the realm of perception becomes transparent.
Yet, this is merely Freyr's own will; to others, it seems this child is working too hard, even standing asleep.
But all of this is just the beginning.
Russell looked around; he did not directly enter into the state of perceptual enlightenment.
The main issue at this stage was that control over the external world was exceedingly fragile.
Even a single bullet or a simple shove could inflict uncontrollable harm on someone in a state of perceptual enlightenment.
This was also the reason why Russell was unwilling to act. It seemed he had his own thoughts on the matter, and in this way, he could protect those around him.
It wasn't that his strength was enough to ensure everyone's safety; rather, it was his intelligence and adaptability that made him the only one among the six standing guard who could be relied upon.
The task of providing cover could never be taken lightly, and he kept a close watch on the surrounding environment.
Even in a state of heightened awareness, there was still a chance he might overlook some details.
His primary duty was to protect those nearby.
However, the sounds of laughter, shouting, and calls from the three members of the Suicide Squad known as Old Black rose higher and higher.
Aside from Old Black's laughter, there were no other sounds in the vicinity.
This night was unusually quiet.
Yet, as long as there was any response within two hundred meters, the keenly perceptive Freyr would immediately notice and alert everyone.
The night passed quickly in this manner.
Time flew by, and soon it was six in the morning.
At this hour, everyone was awake, which meant they could finally rotate out those who had been on duty during the latter half of the night for some much-needed rest.
Russell spent the night doing nothing but watching his surroundings. It didn't require much physical exertion, so it was essentially a restful night for him. He appeared only slightly flushed, showing no significant signs of distress.
In the morning, however, he found himself in the midst of his busiest period, with an overwhelming number of tasks that required his direct involvement. He was busy leading both teams on patrol while also keeping an eye on their living quarters.
A vast amount of military supplies was stored at the abandoned farm nearby, even though the vassals were unlikely to show much interest in military equipment. However, the food—especially the high-quality compressed beef and duck meat—was quite tempting.
As planned, they would maintain regular contact and, after a certain period, receive airdrops of ammunition resupply and compressed food.
Despite everyone’s reluctance to be stationed in such a place, where even bathing was a hassle, time passed and they all began to notice each other's body odor.
Now, they could even catch a whiff of a sour smell reminiscent of old vinegar, mixed with the scent of whiskey that lingered from a few soldiers who had taken a swig the night before.
The smell was far from pleasant.
Both sides remained relatively stable.
But no one knew how long this stability could last.
After a while, Russell saw red signal smoke rising in the air a hundred meters away.
This substantial smoke would not be affected by rain, making it quite convenient.
Russell identified the color of the smoke: red signal smoke.
It likely indicated that something had happened, requiring everyone to gather immediately.
Although Bluetooth Headset technology existed, it was surprising that magnetic interference could be detected everywhere, causing many devices to malfunction.
The Bluetooth Headset technology could only facilitate communication over short distances, and beyond a hundred meters, communication was completely restricted.
Moreover, there was no way to resolve this awkward situation; Anis was also powerless.
After all, unless a large-scale operation was initiated to excavate the magnets piece by piece and melt them down at thousands of degrees, there was no way to boldly address the current crisis of being unable to communicate.
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