The blue-skinned young man burst into laughter. "I see. Haha. Ghost Rider is a joke."
Suddenly, someone yelled in dissatisfaction, "So noisy!"
Luke narrowed his eyes. His Sharp Nose unexpectedly hadn't detected the speaker at all.
With his Elementary Sound Wave, he knew that it wasn't a recording, but something didn't seem right.
Moving lightly for more than ten meters on the roof, he switched angles and finally saw the person who had yelled.
The guys below also shifted to look at the source of the sound.
In one corner of the factory was a simple rest area, and a little girl was standing there.
Before she screamed, she had been blocked by the junk around the area, so nobody had noticed her.
She looked like she was about ten years old. She had long, curly red hair, was wearing a simple white dress that looked like a nightie, and her feet were bare as she quietly stood in a corner of the factory.
