Running Man

A dozen or so generators had just been delivered to a county to the west, and then tens of thousands of identical generators appeared in that county and the surrounding counties, not to mention the power lines.

The county town to the east was destroyed as soon as the products were delivered, and the Awakened was transporting the products also died instantly.

In the southern county town, the products were delivered and sold well without any problems. The Survivors there had not yet decided who would win, and the two forces were still fighting.

The county town to the north sent out a Survivor before the products were even shipped out.

A... Running Man.

"Boom!"

Distracted by the loud noise, Su Luo glanced helplessly in the direction from which the sound originated, then simply stepped on air and left with her equipment.

This guy is disgusting and unsolvable; Su Luo doesn't want to face him until his Essence is fully unlocked.

"Boom!"

The deafening roar continued unabated, as if something was moving madly, piercing through the buildings along the way. Debris from buildings and people flew everywhere.

Bricks Shedding from the walls, wooden beams snapped with dull cracking sounds, and sometimes human torsos flew out of the smoke and dust, convulsing instinctively like cockroaches.

Amidst the collapsed buildings and the white Veil of Steam, a figure slowly emerges.

He had a strong, bronze-colored physique, was over three meters tall (nearly four meters), bald, and completely naked, standing proudly on more than two legs.

This is a super streaking man who runs at twice the speed of sound and is always causing trouble in this area—[Cang Yue]!

Even though he ran around the territory of the Elfa Province day and night, few people dared to attack him.

"I just saw something bounce up a bit; it must be some kind of high-altitude detection device set up by the Survivors here. I'd better destroy the launcher."

Cang Yue slowed down and carefully began to inspect the area, which had been deliberately cleared out, and removed some suspicious mechanical structures as he went.

"According to the organization's observations, the Survivors in the nearby [Darkness Survival] faction are actually developing technology and industry faster than the Survivors on the Technology Side. If they are to follow the path of Industrial Revolution, they will be the biggest threat. Therefore, their sphere of influence is my primary patrol area."

Holding a metal frame that looked like an aluminum alloy in his hand, Cang Yue's expression turned serious.

"It seems their judgment was correct. The most difficult metal smelting was solved so quickly. They have professional technicians and the corresponding support tools... Luckily, I arrived early."

Whoever controls productivity controls the tide of history. There is no doubt that these guys have great potential. Give them time, and they can transform the world into whatever they want it to be.

Just as Cang Yue was carefully inspecting the area, a luxurious Steam airship flew in from the horizon, casting its shadow over the region.

Cang Yue glanced up casually, then continued searching for traces, remembering to destroy the evidence once the deduction was complete.

In this world, anyone who wants to deal with him will have to pay a heavy price.

Those who know his Talent will weigh whether the gains from killing him outweigh the losses from dying at his hands.

Unexpectedly, the airship slowly came to a stop.

Cang Yue looked up expressionlessly, glanced at them a few times, confirmed they were natives, and continued to do as he pleased.

There aren't many Survivors in this world who look down on natives, Cang Yue happens to be one of them.

A man in a white bishop's robe flew down from the sky, followed by a man in luxurious noble attire, and then a group of smartly dressed Knights in standard uniforms.

The nobles wore dark blue robes with gold emblems pinned to their collars and decorative swords hanging at their waists. The Knights wore uniform armor, white and gold, with the Holy Light Emblem of the Church printed on their breastplates.

Two bishops, and twelve Judgment Knight.

Spencer looked at the person in front of him with a hint of inquiry, and quickly judged by his intuition that this muscular man who was over three meters tall was not the Survivor launched the big white rat, but a Survivor he did not recognize.

Whitman then gestured to the Judgment Knight Order behind him, signaling them to go up and test the waters.

Given that bishop-level figures have been killed by Survivors using strange methods in the past, now even high-ranking figures who are wary will not speak a word before making formal contact with Survivors.

A Judgment Knight in white and gold armor stepped forward and walked towards Cang Yue without hesitation.

Cang Yue smiled slightly, his body turning into a blurry afterimage in the next second. His speed increased to a terrifying level in that instant, yet the ground beneath his feet only slightly dented.

As he moved, a compressed air membrane formed around his body, like a white cannonball being fired, trailing a white shockwave as it rushed towards the Judgment Knight.

He appeared directly in front of the Judgment Knight in an instant, then abruptly stopped. His entire body froze in mid-motion, like a statue that had been suddenly put on pause.

Arms hanging at the sides, legs slightly bent, back straight, only one part moving.

One of the legs, unable to stop moving at high speed, continued forward with inertia like a spring that had been released, striking the face of the Judgment Knight in platinum armor at high speed!

Although Cang Yue's speed seemed incredibly fast to ordinary people, for the Awakened could follow the Bishop, the stats Cang Yue had improved over the past few days were still insufficient; everything was so slow.

There was no attack during the movement just now; it was merely to observe his methods. Now it seems...

"Hitting people with your dick! Is this how you humiliate your opponents?! This is not the conduct expected of Knight!"

The Judgment Knight, his face cold, reached out with one hand, grabbed it, and squeezed it hard!

In an instant, Cang Yue's muscular legs exploded.

Almost simultaneously, the Judgment Knight exploded from his groin, his flesh and blood churning as if thrown into a blender, turning him into a bloody firework, which solidified into a red and white mist in the air.

Unconcerned about being covered in blood and flesh fragments, Cang Yue picked up a cloth and wiped himself clean. Looking at the solemn Spencer and Whitman before him, along with the dozen or so Judgment Knights whose faces were filled with disbelief, he grinned.

"The existence of such Extraterritorial Heavenly Demons in this world is a complete disaster," Whitman said.

"So, I placed my bet in advance." Spencer's serious expression was tinged with a hint of relief.

Cang Yue's flesh writhed, and new parts grew from the damaged parts in the blink of an eye, beginning to swing.

Seeing the natives before him remain motionless, he grew bored, brandished his newly grown weapon, and walked forward, taunting them as he spoke:

"Come on, stick your heads out, I'll put some loli makeup on your faces."