Global Beast Mastery: Only I Can See the Hints

"Hide?" Miles took a deep breath. He slowly turned his head to look at the panicked crowd in the stands.

A pair of parents clung desperately to their child, hiding beneath their seats, helplessly watching the chaos around them.

A girl was being trampled repeatedly by the frantic crowd, crying out in pain: "No, no! It hurts so much! Help me!"

Her insides were being crushed, and blood spilled from her mouth.

She couldn't see the pure blue sky, all she could see were dusty feet filling her entire field of vision.

However, among the out-of-control crowd, very few noticed her. Even if someone did see the girl being trampled, they would be unable to prevent the tragedy from unfolding.

At that moment, a familiar voice rang out.

"People of Genosha, I am your Emperor Miles. Look at me, I have not left, I am right here in the main arena of the stadium, standing beside me are your ministers, and your hero, Charles."

"I ask everyone to remain calm, stay where you are, and do not panic."

"We have not gone anywhere, no matter what happens, we will face it together!"

"Citizens who have calmed down, look around you and see if there is anyone in need of help. Offer a hand."

"Remember, no matter what situation arises, we will not retreat!"

Miles' firm voice, amplified by the loudspeakers, resonated throughout the entire stadium. Many people realized that they could no longer let the crowd remain in chaos and wanted to shout to stop everything.

However, those who regained their composure were always in the minority, and they were unable to change the current situation.

"Your Majesty, it's useless, the crowd cannot remain calm!"

"Your Majesty, you should take cover for now!"

"Yes, Your Majesty, in this situation, there's nothing anyone can do. We can only wait until everything is over and then deal with the aftermath!"

Beside Genosha Miles, several ministers couldn't help but speak up to advise him.

They all understood very well that once a mass panic event occurred in a crowded space, it would be impossible to calm it down in a short time!

"Shut up! I'm not leaving, and none of you can either!" Miles roared angrily.

His furious voice instantly silenced the ministers present, and they ceased their attempts at persuasion, instead sighing in silence.

Miles gripped the microphone tightly, his fingers turning white from the pressure. Just as he was about to speak again, a pair of hands suddenly appeared and snatched the microphone from him.

Miles was taken aback and immediately turned to look.

The one who had taken the microphone was none other than Charles!

In the next moment, an unusually calm voice slowly emerged.

Charles raised the microphone and said calmly:"Ladies and gentlemen, I am Charles."

These simple words seemed to carry endless magic, causing the originally chaotic and surging crowd to momentarily pause as if they had encountered an obstacle.

"Please believe me, everything will be fine. Do not panic, calm down."

"Trust me, just like before."

"Believe me."

His calm voice created no ripples, yet it struck the frightened crowd like a bolt of lightning.

More and more people stopped their frantic pushing, halted in their tracks, and opened their arms, no longer moving forward.

However, even with the trampling situation abated, many still felt suffocated, struggling to breathe.

At the exits of the stadium, the crowd that had rushed to the exits was being crushed to the point where they could barely speak. Some shouted in despair:

"Don't push! You can't leave ahead!"

"Step back, please, step back!"

"Retreat!"

"I can hardly breathe, help me, someone save me!"

The crowd at the exits had descended into despair, while above the stadium, the monster disguised as an elderly human watched the unfolding scene with satisfaction, smiling.

"Yes, this is it. Without us lifting a finger, many will die. How weak and pathetic they truly are!"

"Despair, fear, and welcome the arrival of death!"

In the next moment, Charles's calm voice rang out again, methodically directing the crowd.

His commands were clear and direct:

"Everyone pay attention, all citizens in Zone C, slowly move back!"

"Those at the corridor in Zone C, move down!"

"People in the stands of Zone B, move up!"

"Don't hesitate, trust me!"

"Students from the three academies, focus on maintaining order and quickly assist all the injured around you!"

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Clear and concise commands flowed from Charles's mouth, and more and more citizens began to act quickly according to his instructions. Within a few breaths, the crowding situation eased significantly.

Beside Charles, Emperor Miles of Genosha stared wide-eyed at Charles, who was continuously directing the crowd, incredulously exclaiming:

"It's hard to believe! Every command is spot on, perfect! Truly magnificent!"@@novelbin@@

Yes, standing above the arena, one could see that the crowd, which had been pressing towards the exits, was now dispersing as if an invisible hand had separated them.

Seeing this scene, Charles slowly let out a sigh of relief.

Miles held back his urge to ask, "Charles, how did you do it?"

"When people are in a state of panic, their brains tend to stop thinking and rely entirely on instinct. They can't accept vague instructions." Charles explained slowly.

This was only part of the reason, the most important factor was that the panicked citizens of Genosha were willing to trust him and willing to calm down.

Charles chose not to elaborate on this point, instead keeping it to himself.

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He slowly lifted his gaze to the six monsters disguised as humans hovering in the air, which remained still.

"Indeed, for them, it's like watching a movie, the ending won't change, so the process doesn't matter."

One must admit that these monsters were exceptionally arrogant and conceited, but thanks to this arrogance and pride, many innocent civilians might have been spared from being trampled or crushed to death.

After listening to Charles's explanation, Miles also looked up at the sky. He knew that this crisis was far from over.

"Clap, clap, clap." The crisp sound of applause echoed once again.

The old man in the sky slowly spoke, "Not bad, not bad. A calm mind and perfect analytical thinking. Charles, your performance is indeed outstanding. As expected, fate's arrangements are the best."

In the next moment, as he gradually shed his disguise, he continued, "It's just a pity that fear and despair will never disappear."

Six massive bodies, resembling heavy trucks, appeared in the sky above the stadium.

The terrifying, chaotic, and despair-inducing figures filled everyone's sight, with countless tentacles grotesquely protruding from these monsters. Each tentacle was covered in eyes and teeth.

The constantly rotating gray-white eyes and the rapid grinding of teeth produced a harsh sound, like a hellish symphony—heavy, sharp, and maddening!

A glance at them sent chills down one's spine, leaving people frozen in place, unable to move.

The apocalyptic aura spread throughout the stadium, and the crowd, which had just barely regained its calm, trembled and panicked once more.

"Charles, what you just did was all in vain. Fear, despair, and pain are everywhere, deeply buried in everyone's heart, waiting for the right moment to erupt." the creature in the sky slowly said.

It was beyond description how it produced sound, the sound of flailing tentacles, the grinding of teeth, and the faint echoes of anguished screams and curses formed the voice from before.

The monsters in the sky had their tentacles thrashing and dividing, and in the blink of an eye, a single massive tentacle split into countless threads, beginning to move toward the crowd below.

At this moment, Miles and Nathaniel turned their attention to Charles.

They understood that Charles would be helpless in this situation, but both Miles and Nathaniel simply wanted to know when the mysterious powerhouse would finally take action, they could not wait any longer!

Just as the threads descending from the sky drew closer to the ground, it seemed they encountered some obstacle, becoming stuck in mid-air and unable to move.

"It's here!" Charles took a deep breath, his eyes widening as he scanned around, eager to see how the mysterious figure known as "Number Ten" would resolve the crisis.

The six monsters in the sky also sensed that something was amiss. They instantly gathered together, countless tentacles covering the sky above the stadium, trying to locate the source of the anomaly.

At that moment, everyone's eyes slowly began to brighten.

Indeed, they really did brighten.

The light in the stadium grew increasingly intense, like tiny stars flickering in the eyes of the crowd.

In the next instant, all other colors in the world abruptly vanished, plunging everything into darkness, followed by an increasingly blinding white that repainted the entire world.

When Charles opened his eyes again, he found that although he was still in the stadium and all the surrounding structures remained, the colors had changed.

A glance revealed that everything around him had turned white, but upon closer inspection, one could see a rainbow-like glow on the surface of all objects.

At that moment, Ezra, who had been silent until now, exclaimed in surprise,

"Is this the [Divine Authority Space]?"