In late March 2027, as Earth rejuvenates, brimming with vitality, there has been a noticeable increase in Mutated Creatures in the wilderness.
Outside Mist River City, two energy fighters flew across the sky, followed shortly by loud explosions, firelight, and roaring overhead.
"Recently, there seem to be a lot of Mutated Beasts."
In the evening, by the riverside, after dinner when Doris Clark went for a walk, she looked up and noted the remains of Unique Beasts falling from the sky, feeling somewhat contemplative.
Just over two years ago, Mutated Creatures were still a remote concern for ordinary people, hardly encountered.
Beside her, Sherry Williams, dressed as an ordinary person with long black hair, a white T-shirt, and jeans, smiled and spoke, "They are all low-level creatures, auntie, don't worry about them."
"By the way, Sherry, aren't you busy? Why do you come to keep this idler company every day?" Doris Clark was puzzled.
