After a long while.
Jiang Qiao walked to the scene and looked at the Corpse Stitcher and coachman lying on the ground, their eyes open even in death. He fell into thought:
"Are civilian Superpower Users really this powerful? This Tang Pi is about on par with Zheng Fei."
"Zheng Fei is the captain of the Investigation Team, with several investigators under him."
According to the information the authorities had given him.
Civilian Superpower Users had only begun emerging in the past two or three years.
This was not a supernatural chaotic era.
Nor was it Blue Star.
The Supernatural Aura was not abundant. In fact, it was barely perceptible at all. Normally speaking, even Evolvers would find it impossible for most of them to reach the Second Tier within two or three years.
Moreover, these people were not Evolvers.
They were no different from Ghost Slaves, purely monsters pickled in supernatural phenomena.
"They must have killed quite a few people."
"Many of these civilian Superpower Users have probably already figured out the trick of killing people to increase their strength."
A cold look appeared on Jiang Qiao's face.
Suppose you happened to gain a superpower.
What would you do?
Some might use it to make money, while others might use it to get revenge on their enemies.
You had originally been an ordinary person.
If you wanted to use your supernatural ability to make money, what would be the most straightforward method?
Obviously, looting without paying.
As for taking revenge on their enemies, there was no shortage of vicious people who became supernatural thugs.
Of course.
The authorities had been secretly purging them all along.
In the Peaceful Era, they had indeed succeeded in suppressing the brewing unrest among civilian Superpower Users, making them understand that even gaining "superpowers"