"Hicks."
"How are those Japanese people thinking?"
In the school building, in a classroom that looks like a choir room, an awakened person wearing boxing gloves casually asked another team member.
He frowned and looked at the dense bloody handprints on the wall.
Palm size, about the same size as a child...
And, very fresh.
There seems to be some problem here.
Carrying a huge one-handed sword on his back, Hicks chuckled lightly when being questioned, his tone was frivolous:
"What else?"
"That bunch of losers, besides agreeing to our plan, do they have any other ideas?"
"I dare say that in the entire strength trial, we are the only awakened ones with both strength and will."
"What can a bunch of trash with only muscles in their brains do to fight us?"
Hicks looked proud.
He never thought that his general mental skills would actually work wonders in a place like this.
Although the ability is seriously weakened, it is still much better than observing the surroundings with the naked eye.
After the alarm sounds, the dissipating fog will cover the entire place again.
Looking away from the wall, the one-handed sword awakener who asked the question slightly relaxed his brows.
"very good."
"There are too many awakened people entering the Chinese Theater this time."
"No matter what, some of them must be solved, otherwise we will be under great pressure in the final battle to the death."
"Those people have a problem..."
Recalling that when the China War Zone entered the trial of strength, there were more than 170 awakened ones.
He couldn't help but curse secretly in his heart.
You must know that the Amerikan War Zone has such superior geographical conditions and a pretty good foundation after the end of the world.
But even if that were the case, there wouldn't be so many awakened people.
I really don’t know how a country with an exploding population survived the first wave of zombie mutations.
Shouldn't this group of yellow-skinned monkeys be unable to survive in the face of tens of billions of zombies?
The awakened man carrying the sword seemed to have thought of something, and asked curiously:
"Hicks, did you impose any conditions on us?"
"In the Japan War Zone, didn't they use dirty bombs on their own territory just to complete their mission in the war zone?"
"I'm curious what rewards they got..."
Hicks nodded, looking proud.
"No need to ask so many questions."
"I not only contacted them, but also contacted the Korean Theater."
"This group of sticks suffered heavy losses during the teleportation just now."
"The only one they can rely on is us."
As he spoke, a flash of contempt and murderous intent flashed in his eyes:
"Let them take the lead."
"Do your best to avoid the monsters and find a way to eliminate the team in the Chinese war zone here."
"When they are almost dead, maybe..."
The two senior executives looked at each other and understood each other's intentions.
Licking his mouth.
With a smile on his face, Hicks looked at the angel statue in the courtyard outside the classroom with a somewhat exaggerated tone.
"Thank God~"
"This trial is actually about hunting the awakened ones."
"I'm really looking forward to seeing the expressions on the faces of these yellow-skinned monkeys after they killed each other and were harvested by us."
Dismissive.
Throughout the long history, people in Asia have often been keen on fighting among themselves.
As he spoke, he walked slowly towards the courtyard.
The statue there has its back to everyone. The statue is made of marble and is dark in color, which makes it look a bit weird.
"Perhaps, after inducing them to fight, we can still hope to complete the mission at the lower level."
"With the preservation of strength, I think there is great hope."
He reached out and touched the statue.
Hicks noticed nothing unusual.
However, this face looks like an angel, and the eyeballs at the pupils are actually deeply sunken.
This place is really weird.
He subconsciously put his fingers into the hollows of the statue's eye sockets and groped inside:
"Oh, right."
"Isn't there a person named Lin An in the Chinese War Zone?"
"Find a way to find him."
"I heard this guy is a fat sheep."
After groping to no avail, Hicks shook his head and turned to leave.
Looking excited.
"In our intelligence, Lin An defrauded them of a lot of equipment."
"I'm really looking forward to killing him here."
A group of people laughed when they heard the sound. A short awakened person dressed like a fighter tilted his head:
"I am looking forward too."
"That guy stole our reward for establishing the first safe zone!"
"I just don't know if this guy died in the hands of the first wave of monsters..."
....
In just a few minutes.
After the second round of air defense sirens was raised, all those awakened in the war zone realized what they should do.
Except for a few who are still hesitating whether to hunt the awakened ones.
All other war zones contacted each other and tried to join forces to surround and kill others.
If you look down from a high altitude at this time.
Through the fog, it seemed like an endless town.
Thousands of trialists are running away frantically, avoiding the adjudicator.
Everyone is waiting, like a hunter waiting for his prey.
The awakened person who desperately killed the monster became the stupidest fool in everyone's eyes.
...
Brahma War Zone.
Dark skin.
There were only twenty-three Awakened members left, and they were running frantically for their lives with heavy faces.
"These damn bastards! No one joins forces with us!"
The awakened person running at the end looked angry.
After being teleported into the trial tower, only a few of the 40 power awakeners brought from the Brahma War Zone were dead at this time.
Fortunately, the brief period of safety after the first wave of air defense sirens gave them a chance to breathe.
The triangular-headed monster does not seem to have the ability to detect awakened people.
As long as you hide in a building, you can escape pursuit.
Enemies everywhere.
Looking at the fog around them that blocked their vision, everyone felt a sense of fear in their hearts.
It seems that monsters are not the only ones hiding in the fog.
And there are humans who want to hunt them.
While escaping, they heard with their own ears the wailing and cursing of the awakened ones in the Middle East war zone before their deaths.
The shooter was clearly close to a war zone.
After the system releases the rules, every survivor becomes a moving point.
"what should we do..."
Hiding in a shop facing the street, several people anxiously asked the captain of this trial.
Amir touched the scimitar on his waist tightly, with a sad smile on his face.
"What can I do..."
"Our strongest person has only 27 strength points in naked form."
"Facing the Arbitrator, it is almost impossible for us to gain points by killing monsters."
"Even if we do it, a large number of members will die."
His expression was sad and gloomy.
As the second most populous country, the situation in the Brahma War Zone can be said to be the worst in the world.
Lacking grassroots infrastructure, the city is filled with slums.
So that when the doomsday breaks out, the level of tragedy is far beyond imagination in other war zones.
That nightmarish scene terrifies all Brahma people.
Not only that, there are tons of meme incidents and cults running rampant.
The military's lack of control over other survivors led them to establish their own safe zone only two months ago.
It is precisely because of this that other slightly stronger war zones tacitly regard them as prey! There are many people and it is easy to kill. Even in reality, the Brahma War Zone is a good piece of fat.
Thinking of one's own country and one's nation, even in the post-apocalyptic world, they are like cattle and sheep waiting to be slaughtered.
Amir felt deeply disappointed.
He took a deep breath and looked decisively at the team members behind him: "We must have our own third level!"
"Otherwise, we really have no hope!"
After saying that, he looked at the youngest awakened person in the team and seemed to be making up his mind.
"Surangi...if we really reach the end of the road and no longer receive the blessing of Brahma..."
"Please kill me..."
Wearing a white gauze scarf and having dark skin all over his body, the boy who was obviously from a lower caste raised his head silently and nodded slightly.
He understood what the man meant.
It is better to die in the hands of one of your own than the whole team to die in the hands of others.
The points exchanged by 27 awakeners are enough to meet the conditions for third-level awakening.
The room was quiet, and many awakened people looked at each other sadly, acquiescing to the captain's statement.
Sulanji may be their only hope.
....
Outside the street, a body crawling in the mist suddenly began to dissolve.
If the survivors of the Nordic War Zone were still here, they would be shocked to find that they were the first awakened ones to die at the hands of humans.
The same scene happens everywhere.
No one noticed the changes hidden in the mist.
