The Strong

Upon hearing the reprimand, the young man showed no sign of panic. Instead, like a venomous snake ready to devour its prey, he stuck out his tongue and licked his lips.

Upon discovering that this "citizen" remained standing still without moving, the administrative staff who had issued the martial law order became somewhat angry and raised their voice, "Are you deaf? Go home right now!"

Faced with the unexpected incident, the armored vehicle immediately stopped moving, and two fully armed soldiers got out and walked towards the young man at the foot of the building.

Under normal circumstances, they might be able to make some leniency, but since the city council has already issued a martial law order, they won't mind arresting a few troublemakers.

The dark muzzle of a gun was pointed at the young man in front of them, and one of the soldiers cursed, "If you don't want to go home, then come with us."

Another soldier reached out and grabbed the young man's collar, trying to pull him over.

However, at that moment...

The young man suddenly started moving.

A jet of blood shot from his mouth, instantly creating a hole in the soldier's throat.

"Watch out! It's a Deathmatcher."

The soldier who had pointed his gun at the young man was startled and instinctively pulled the trigger.

Ta-da-da~

Bullets rained down.

Hold the trigger and empty the magazine completely.

Unfortunately, the result was disappointing.

All the bullets fired were blocked by a dark red shield in front of the young man.

The dark red shield crumbled into a pool of blood, and the young man stepped over the blood, clicking his tongue in admiration. "I never imagined that Mechanical Arts could unleash such power."

Despite the initial shock, the soldier remained calm and quickly bent down to change the magazine, but this took time.

The young man didn't give the soldier the chance. A drop of blood seeped from his hand. He pointed it at the soldier in front of him and whispered, "Go."

An inconspicuous drop of blood shot out, taking the life of the soldier in front of it, and then, as if possessing intelligence, veered in the air and shot towards the armored vehicle on the road.

Seeing the "civilians" suddenly rise up and injure people, the remaining soldiers and administrative personnel in the armored vehicle all changed their expressions drastically.

They were not unprepared for such a sudden event, but the problem is that psychological preparation cannot replace force.

Before the administrative staff standing on the roof could even request assistance, a drop of blood had already shot into the armored vehicle through a gap.

With no chance to dodge, everyone inside the armored vehicle was struck by the blood droplets and turned into pools of blood amidst shrill screams.

Having confirmed there were no survivors, the young man stretched.

He acted as if he had accidentally stepped on a few ants while passing by, not bothering to check the state of these dead people, and simply stepped into a nearby Livability Building.

"Looks like it's okay to make a little bigger of a fuss."

"Hurry up and get in the car, aren't you going?"

The Captain of the Sixth Squad rolled down the car window and stared in surprise at Lu Bai, who was standing next to the SUV.

Even the old principal, Pu Xueli, got into the car to go and help, but Lu Bai remained standing in place, showing no intention of getting in.

"Taking a car is too slow."

Lu Bai looked up at the sky and casually replied.

He certainly didn't intend to sit idly by.

In fact, he knew very well what Can Society caused this series of riots.

Before the Captain of the Sixth Squad could ask, Lu Bai suddenly leaped into the air. "I'll go first."

[Wind Riding], [Act Under Cover of Darkness], [Ink Dye]

Simultaneously activate three abilities.

A pitch-black passage appeared out of nowhere in his path, looking from afar like a black line shooting straight into the sky.

Lu Bai made no attempt to conceal himself; the explosive sonic boom caused by his excessive speed made the black line extremely conspicuous in the sky. An uninformed person might have thought that a crack had appeared in the holographic sky above.

Exclamations erupted throughout the shelter, and many people looked up at the black line, trying to figure out what it was.

By Lu Bai's current speed, the entire Shelter No. 9 is actually pitifully small.

In just a few breaths, Lu Bai arrived above the Xiaoxiang and Daxiang Campus.

His gaze swept briefly over the devastated area below, his expression unchanged.

With his unauthorized ability to "load saves," even deathmatchers with special abilities have nowhere to hide from him.

"One, two... are there only three people?"

Even though he had never met the rumored president, Lu Bai immediately knew which one it was.

Above the head of the man holding the spear below, a five-colored and golden light shimmered.

This was the first time Lu Bai had ever seen such an exaggerated combination of abilities in the shelter. Even in the Deathmatch Arena, it was rare for a fighter to be able to put together six abilities, let alone five of them being at the color level.

Because the commotion of arriving at the scene was too conspicuous, the president naturally looked at Lu Bai, who was standing in mid-air, and then floated up to the same height as Lu Bai.

"You must be Lu Bai? I've heard Vice President Zheng mention you."

The president didn't make a move; instead, he smiled kindly and said, "I don't think this little thing needs your help, but since you're here, let's have some fun together."

Lu Bai narrowed his eyes slightly, but remained silent.

Upon seeing this, the club president was taken aback, but quickly realized what he meant. "He told you that the Lord was looking for you, right?"

"Do you know where the Mona people who descended are?" Lu Bai answered the question with a question.

He actually had no prejudice Can Society these guys.

He could understand the idea that these members of the Can Society betray humanity and instead worship extraterrestrial civilizations.

It's like how many people make a bittersweet joke like "The alien Japanese are heading this way," which at most Can Society these guys even more extreme.

"I do know."

The president nodded, his smile gradually fading, "But I can't tell you."

Lu Bai sighed, realizing that the president in front of him didn't seem to have the same ulterior motives as Vice President Zheng.

This makes sense; if even the ringleader had ulterior motives, the Can Society probably wouldn't have been able to operate under the city's nose for so long.

"Actually, even without the Mona people's help, you could accomplish a lot on your own."

For a fighter who retains all six abilities, the Deathmatch Arena is practically like a vacation, let alone in the real world.

"Because I'm not a strong person."

The president slowly raised the spear in his hand. "All living beings will believe in those who are superior to themselves; if they don't blindly follow, they cannot survive."

Boom!

The slender spear emitted a piercing, sharp crack as it flew through the air.

Lu Bai remained expressionless, raised his hand, aimed his palm at the spear, and quietly activated [load save].

The long hair that was so close it was almost touching his palm vanished into thin air, as if it had never existed.

He chuckled softly, "Then according to your logic, you should follow me."