In the No. 7 Middle School of Dachang City, following the disappearance of the entire school, mysterious incidents once again caused heavy casualties to the security guards.
To be precise, there were no injuries, just death.
There are no bones left of those who died.
Those who are starved to death and eaten will not even have the dregs left.
"Sorry, I tried my best."
Wu Nai apologized to the leading security officer and the remaining people. Although these people came according to Sissi's order.
But they died here, and Wu Nai felt that he had his own responsibility.
If it wasn't their request, they probably wouldn't come in again.
"I will try my best to compensate the remaining people and the families of the deceased. If you have any needs, you can come to me. I will try my best to satisfy you within my ability."
"I will be responsible for this..."
Sissi, who was still in shock, trotted over in black leather shoes, with a sad face, and bowed to the security guards: "I feel sorry for putting you in danger because of me."
"Miss Qian, you don't have to be like this. We are all soldiers. We had the awareness we have today when we put on this dress. It is our duty to protect the people."
Uncle Li said sternly: "It's my duty. Even if I die, I will have no regrets."
He is a good man...Wu Luo silently guarded Wu Nai, feeling glad that the matter was finally over.
Today's brief encounter almost overturned the worldview that Big Muscle Master has built over the past twenty years.
Then they all have different views on their own lives.
Not far away, Zhang Wei collapsed on the ground, crying with joy, and shouted to the other end of the phone:
"Dad, we won the battle. You don't know. I almost thought I couldn't see you just now... What, are you talking nonsense? I'm not talking nonsense! Everyone here can testify for me! What? You want to beat me to death?
?!"
Ignoring the noisy Zhang Wei, Wu Nai held the film-wrapped starved quip in his hand and planned to leave.
This night is very dangerous, but the reward is equally great.
From today on, the source of his [superpower] is no longer limited to the vellum, but also the ungrown starving monster in his hand.
At this moment, there was a sudden commotion at the school gate.
After a faint red light passed by in the darkness, more than a dozen people suddenly appeared in front of the cordon.
The leader was a student with an ordinary appearance and a slightly pale complexion. There was a scarlet eye on his forehead, arms and even the back of his head.
It's like a rolling glass ball, emitting a faint red light in the darkness.
Seeing so many security guards present, the dozen or so people who appeared out of thin air almost lost control of their emotions in an instant.
Some cried loudly, some collapsed on the ground, and some cried and called for their mothers.
"What's going on..." Sissi's expression changed and she instinctively took a few steps back.
She has now become a frightened bird.
On the other hand, Zhang Wei, who was so nervous, had already recovered. When he saw the young man at the head, he immediately shouted: "Yang Jian! Miao Xiaoshan, Wang Shanshan, Liu Qi... you are not dead, great!"
Yang Jian turned around, first saw Zhang Wei, and then looked at Wu Nai. Thinking of the text message not long ago, the scarlet eye on his forehead suddenly rolled.
He had many doubts in his heart, both about the world and about the eyes in his body.
And this classmate who sent text messages to remind him at critical moments seemed to know a lot.
Yang Jian left a dozen survivors, entered the school gate alone, and walked up to Wu Nai.
The security guards at the door wanted to stop her, but after seeing the look in Sissi's eyes, they all stopped and let her go.
"Wu Nai, you knew there was something fishy in No. 7 Middle School, so you let Zhang Wei run away early, so why didn't you evacuate the other students earlier?"
"How to evacuate? Tell everyone there is something strange here? Before you experience all this, if I tell you this, will you believe it?"
Wu Nai shook his head and said: "No matter who it is, there is a high probability that they will treat me as mentally ill."
"Zhang Wei...why do you believe it? Could it be that you already knew something?"
Yang Jian saw Zhang Wei with wet crotch and asked curiously.
"That's not true."
Zhang Wei hung up the call with his father, shook his crotch and said calmly: "I will rush out, mainly because Nana promised to give me a sports car, and he has never broken a promise."
"So no matter what nonsense reason he asks me to skip class, I will do it. After all, this is a sports car, so skipping a class is nothing."
... Jealousy caused the hostage wall to separate! Yang Jian took the initiative to skip the sports car part and looked at Wu Nai again: "How do you know that there is a trick in the toilet? Have you already known about the knocking trick?"
"Asking such a question shows that you want to know more about Li Wei. Let's not discuss [Knocking on the Door] and this incident for now. What you are most concerned about right now should be how long you can survive under the influence of Li Wei."
"That's right, the Interpol police officer who came to give the lecture told me that the Tricksters are a group of poor people who are controlled by the Tricksters and basically cannot survive more than a year."
Yang Jian looked gloomy as he spoke, and Wu Nai noticed that he was holding a special mobile phone in his hand.
It looks like it should be Zhou Zheng's satellite phone.
Under the fluttering wings of Wu Nai's little butterfly, many things have changed.
For example, without the vellum, the square mirror survived.
Yang Jian and others were supposed to escape around five o'clock in the morning, but they actually came out before twelve o'clock.
Things unknowingly took an unknown direction.
This was not Wu Nai's original intention, but now that things have developed like this, he can only actively seek a path to self-improvement.
So facing Yang Jian at this time, Wu Nai directly stated the question he was most concerned about: "You came to me because you want to know if there is a way to survive?"
"That's right."
"I'll tell you clearly, yes!" Wu Nai nodded and said, "But there are so many people here now, so it's inconvenient to talk about some things. If you want to know more, we can find a place to talk in private."
There is a way to survive! A little surprise appeared on Yang Jian's tired face.
This information is probably the best news he has received so far.
While the two were talking, Wu Nai's chest and abdomen rose and fell slightly. Along with his breathing rhythm, wisps of scarlet wafted out of Yang Jian's body and penetrated into his nasal cavity.
Gradually, a line of small characters twisted like a worm formed in front of Wu Nai's sight:
[Contact the enemy at close range, collect the power of laws scattered around, and form a brand new skill - domain! 】
[Domain: It is neither space nor time, neither matter nor energy, neither reality nor nothingness. A powerful domain is like hyperspace, which can help people travel across the galaxy in an instant. 】
The parasitic [Tricky Eye] on Yang Jian's body is constantly eroding him, so this trick is running.
Although the power points it brings are pitifully few, the skills gained from close contact are truly terrifying.