Distinguishing the voices, Su Changxing's heart sank. There were at least twenty people inside. They should have gathered together for a meeting.
He wondered who the so-called mistress was, who could actually make this group of vicious survivors so afraid.
An eighth-level Extraordinary?
If it was really an eighth-level Beyonder, then it would be really scary.
Although the little boy and the giant baby encountered before were powerful, their intelligence was low. If their strength was given to a normal person, an even more terrifying fighting power would erupt.
A normal person holding a gun will be more of a deterrent than a fool holding a gun.
Su Changxing hesitated again and again, but still did not choose to rush in. Although he had a pistol, these survivors were all extraordinary, and the risks were very high.
He now roughly understands what extraordinary people, superpowers, and pseudo-extraordinary people are all about.
Becoming an Extraordinary will lead to an all-round improvement, including abilities and physical fitness, forming a complete system with a clear direction for advancement.
People with special abilities only have superpowers, and their strength depends entirely on superpowers. Just like Mu Qing, although she has superpowers, her actual combat effectiveness is no different from that of ordinary people.
As for pseudo-extraordinary people, they can be said to be the remaining part of extraordinary people minus superpowers. They have stronger bodies than ordinary people, but they have no special abilities.
In other words, their ability is simply their inability... they should be called incompetent.
"The food for the Holy Son is not enough. You and Lao Wu will bring back some people later and clean up all the prey nearby tonight."
"But what about the people over there at the Jackal?"
"If you encounter something, just take action, no need to worry about anything."
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Su Changxing stepped back gently, retreated to the stairs and walked down again.
This group of people is mobilizing before the battle and preparing to go out to hunt, so he may not have to face these people who are about to go out.
Moreover, these people should be the most powerful among the survivors, so it would be best not to confront them.
When they reached the second underground floor, Su Changxing happened to see Mu Qing staggering up from below, blood constantly flowing from her body and falling to the ground.
"You are indeed still here."
Mu Qing was wrapped in a taupe jacket, her face was pale and calm, and she seemed to not feel any pain. When she saw Su Changxing leaning against the wall, she said:
"There should be a lot of them. It's basically impossible for you to fight them head-on. I think if you want to escape, you're more likely to take the luck-taking route you mentioned."
Su Changxing glanced at her and said, "If I was just trying to escape, there would be no need to come in, and I can tell you clearly that the road is a dead end."
There were obvious signs of wearing glasses on the bridge of Mu Qing's nose, and her hair was scattered in front of her forehead, which looked a bit heavy. She sighed and said:
"In that case, I just have to wait for death. I thought there was hope for survival. I will commit suicide before they catch me again."
She held a razor in her hand and seemed ready to kill herself with it.
Su Changxing noticed that Mu Qing's reaction was strange. It didn't look like someone who had just been tortured for a few days. Either she was terribly mentally tough or she had gone crazy.
If it is the former, it means that she is definitely not an ordinary person in this world. If it is the latter, it means that she is very dangerous now, and it is very dangerous for Su Changxing.
A madman's behavior is uncontrolled.
Su Changxing's eyes flickered, and he seriously considered whether to kill her, and said coldly: "You should find a room to hide in now, and don't come out."
Mu Qing was stunned and didn't know why Su Changxing's attitude suddenly changed. Then a light flashed in his eyes and he nodded obediently:
"Don't think twice. I'm not a madman, but I know a madman. Well, I'm going to hide right now. If you don't shout out, I will never come out."
Does she know what I'm thinking?
Su Changxing was silent for a moment, frowned and said, "You can read minds? No, this is your superpower."
Mu Qing grinned and said, "Guess, this is my biggest confession. I hope to gain your trust. People's trust is mutual."
Su Changxing changed his mind and thought of a question. If the Doomsday Game had a comprehensive evaluation of everyone, would it be placed in positions of different difficulty based on the different evaluations?
If this were the case, this woman would have received a very high evaluation score if she had been thrown into such a desperate situation.
Su Changxing curled his lips and said: "If you say this, I will think that you are hiding more, and you are very suspicious."
Mu Qing was stunned, feeling that Su Changxing's thoughts were different from those of normal people, which made her feel like she had been seen through: "So, how can I make you trust me."
Su Changxing said calmly: "You are suspicious no matter what. Find a room to hide in and don't come out. Don't disturb me."
Mu Qing didn't say anything more. Realizing that everything she said seemed to be in vain, she obediently found a room and hid.
Su Changxing sighed and seemed to find an oil bottle, which was still black.
Then, he was going to open the forum and send a private message to Huang Biao. These survivors were going to clean up the area at night. Huang Biao's camp was very close to here and they were likely to be attacked again.
Opening the forum, Su Changxing saw the private messages sent to him by Huang Biao and Zhu Wenwu.
The heartless little beast: Brother, are you still alive? We felt a lot of movement outside. Zombies from SHIELD formed a zombie wave and surged around. If you're still alive, write me a reply.
Xiaoxin: Brother Su, have you gone in? I thought about it, and if I had the chance, I would still be willing to be a guide. You are a brave man.
Why do these two people think I'm dead?
Su Changxing gritted his teeth and immediately edited a private message and sent it to Huang Biao.
Please call me good: not dead yet. There is one thing you need to pay attention to. Tonight, those survivors will definitely attack you, so you'd better take your people and find a hidden location to hide.
Within a few minutes, Huang Biao replied.
Heartless Little Beast: Brother, it’s great that you are still alive. I saw that you never replied, so I thought you were dead. Well, actually I had such a plan, so I am now taking people to move the location.
Su Changxing nodded. Huang Biao's actions were also within his expectations. It was not unnecessary for him to send a private message, it was just a reminder.
People will always be confused and need someone to remind them.
He spent another six hundred points to redeem two silver-gray flash bombs from the discount store.
The use of flash bombs is similar to that of grenades. Just pull the tab and throw it out. This kind of flash bomb can only emit strong light but has no attack ability. It will have a good effect when caught unexpectedly.
Mu Qing leaned in the dark room, her eyes fell into silence, and she was thinking a lot.
She felt like she was being targeted, and deeply malicious about this doomsday game.
Is this the so-called jealousy of talents?
