[Traveler, some residents passing by Winter City saw that your door was open and came over to tell you]
[A middle-aged woman holding a sign said to you, "You want to drive those Variants out, too, don't you? Just watching is useless! Let's protest together, march together, and make the Mansion of the City Lord and the City Guard drive out all those dirty Variants!"]
[Soon, the woman was swept away by the crowd of compellers, and as the crowd moved on, the demonstrating protesters disappeared at the end of the street]
[Squeak—]
[Chu Tian closed the door, glanced at you, and said, "Brother Luo, I want to take back what I said before about wanting the talent of Variants. This talent is too much of a pitfall, directly reducing one's status to the very bottom, right there with the Dalits on the other side of reality."]
[Traveler, you remained noncommittal]
