A stunningly beautiful woman wearing a short-sleeved shirt with a smiley face print strolled leisurely down the first-floor corridor. She was Wang Zhenqiu, a temporary worker for the Southwest region of Na Du Tong, nicknamed "Mischievous Ball." Although her features were exceptionally beautiful, with long, golden hair casually draped behind her, she was not a woman, but a man of principle. She was not effeminate or had a cross-dressing label. Everyone who becomes a temporary worker carries inner wounds, and everyone has flaws in their personality; they simply don't care about the opinions of others.
However, he stopped in his tracks at that moment, and a figure darted out from the darkness, thrusting out a long, narrow sword.
Wang Zhenqiu chuckled softly, turned his head, and saw the figure in the darkness. It was a soldier in armor, holding a longsword with a rusty hilt, his bloodthirsty eyes fixed on him.
"Bye-Bye!"
Wang Zhenqiu exhaled his inner Qi and ignited it with his cultivation technique, instantly unleashing a raging inferno that shot towards the soldier in a straight line, igniting his body. The intense flames illuminated the dark corridor, and the soldier, writhing and struggling frantically on the ground from the excruciating heat, could not help but perish in agony. After his death, his body turned into a piece of wood, which burned ever brighter with the fire, the flickering orange flames reflecting Wang Zhenqiu's solemn gaze.
"The transformation of inanimate objects into life is a mythological technique."
With Wang Zhenqiu's keen eye, it was obvious that the soldiers who had just attacked him had not been turned into wood by evil magic, but rather transformed from wood into humans. This was not the manipulation of puppets. Such a miraculous method could only be compared to the mythical creation of humans by Nuwa. However, this was not the ancient primordial world, but the real world. If such a method were to be revealed, it would cause a huge upheaval in the world. After all, this power was too terrifying, which meant that it could resurrect those ancient creatures, and even... those immortals from ancient myths.
This is not an exaggeration. If such power truly existed, how could those high-ranking and elderly rulers possibly relinquish their power? They would surely yearn for immortality, remaining at the very top of the human pyramid.
But this was just a wooden sculpture transformed into a soldier. Whether it could achieve what Wang Zhenqiu envisioned was still unknown. Therefore, Wang Zhenqiu wasn't too nervous. The embers on the ground slowly went out. Wang Zhenqiu squatted down, picked up a pinch of charcoal ash, and put it into a small bag, intending to take it back for research.
Tap tap tap!
The sound of synchronized footsteps echoed behind them, and their positions began to tremble slightly, as if an invincible army was advancing.
The corridor of the building was about five meters wide. Wang Zhenqiu stood in the middle of the corridor, which looked extremely spacious. Footsteps came from both in front of and behind him, each step feeling like a heavy weight on his heart, bringing a sense of oppression.
"How can you say we have no clothes? We share the same robes with you."
The king has raised an army; let us prepare our spears and shields. We will fight together against this common enemy.
How can you say we have no clothes? We will share the same garments with you.
The king is raising an army; let us prepare our spears and halberds. Let us work together.
How can you say we have no clothes? We will share our garments with you.
The king is raising an army; let us prepare our armor and weapons. Let us march together.
A powerful male voice rang out, and countless soldiers joined in, their stirring battle song resounding throughout the entire building and even radiating outwards. The voices of these soldiers could be clearly heard within a radius of a hundred meters. Their fighting spirit soared to the sky, dispersing the dark clouds that had gathered in the night sky and revealing the moon hiding behind them. The bright moonlight shone through the glass, illuminating the building.
Everyone was taken aback for a moment, then continued with their tasks. Lu Lei, who was recounting the crimes of these superhumans, paused when he heard the rousing battle song. Under his hood, he burst into laughter, then stepped on the man's head and asked, "Is everything I said true?"
The burned area was pressed down, and thick yellow fluid and clear tissue fluid flowed out together. The man was in so much pain that tears and snot streamed down his face. He hurriedly replied, "It's all true. I killed so many children!"
"Why did you kill them!" Lu Lei continued to ask, then zoomed in on the camera.
"This..." The man hesitated for a moment, but Lu Lei increased his strength. The excruciating pain numbed his senses, and, driven by a desire to die, he shouted out his thoughts despite the agony, "Because we are the new humans, the darlings of heaven, and these ordinary people are meant to serve us. Killing them is like humans hunting wild beasts; I'm not wrong!"
Lu Lei's smile grew even brighter. These people were specially selected by him. They were all superhumans who had little contact with the world of superhumans. After gaining power, their inner desires were amplified. They regarded themselves as a new species and despised ordinary people who had no abilities. Therefore, they regarded them as livestock. However, it was precisely these kinds of people who could intensify the conflict and completely ignite the war between ordinary people and superhumans, so as to realize their plan to cleanse humanity.
Those watching the video were completely enraged upon hearing this statement, and the singing coming from the video further fueled their bloodlust. Some angrily denounced the video, some took out their phones to call the police and demand that it be shut down, and others began to recall their own lives, wondering if such people existed in their neighborhoods.
Suddenly, a middle-aged man in the crowd knelt on the ground in anguish, drawing everyone's attention. He spoke haltingly in a sobbing voice, "My daughter was killed by this so-called new human beast! Just because my daughter was prettier than him, he conjured a water blade, cut off my daughter's head, threw it in front of me, and threatened me not to tell anyone, or he would kill my whole family. I gave in because I was afraid of dying. I'm a beast too, daughter, I'm so sorry!"
"What! There really are these beasts who call themselves new humans around us! Does that mean our lives can be threatened at any time?"
"I remember now, you're Old Wang from the bakery on Seventh Street. Didn't your daughter die in a car accident? Could it be..."
"Why didn't the Seven Districts Alliance inform us about this? Is it really as he said, helping those beasts cover it up?"
"The Alliance must detain these so-called New Humans and execute them!"
"Execute..."
Around the world, crowds began to stir, because the killings of ordinary people by superhumans were not isolated incidents. It was because they looked down on ordinary people and believed they could control everything that the Alliance dealt with no fewer than a thousand cases each year, and this was just the tip of the iceberg. Countless more cases remained undiscovered, but the threat of death prevented them from speaking out. But today was different…
Most ordinary people began to denounce the superhumans, and the wave of protests grew stronger and stronger, showing no signs of stopping.
Some of the self-important individuals who had previously thought themselves superior began to quietly slip away from the crowd upon seeing this situation.
"He is the Extraordinary One!"
Just as a blond superhuman was about to leave the angry crowd, someone suddenly shouted something, and everyone turned to look at him. Seeing that things were not going well, the blond superhuman quickly used his ability to push the crowd aside. His ability was not strong, but he was incredibly strong, more than five times the strength of an average person. With such great strength, he pushed many ordinary people to the ground, and the crowd panicked.
The blonde superhuman thought he could leave safely, but he didn't know that his actions confirmed his disregard for humanity, enraging a large crowd who swarmed him and beat him mercilessly. Although they were strong, they were like ants compared to an elephant, let alone a superhuman like him who was not much different from an ordinary person. He was beaten to death.
A tall, thin white man with a pointed face and monkey-like features sneered from the crowd: "You tried to steal my girlfriend and even hit me. Now your end is nigh!"
This is not an isolated incident; the world is beginning to descend into chaos...
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Chapter 135: The Use of Force
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Xu Le watched the battle between the saints from the air and nodded in satisfaction. After all, they had only recently gained power and were already able to use it flexibly, which showed their talent. It was no wonder that the spirits of the talismans had found them themselves; each one had a high degree of compatibility.
Xu Le watched their fight without any interest in intervening. After all, he needed subordinates, not a bunch of helpless babies. If taking the power of the talisman would only result in being killed, then he could simply let the talisman find a new owner sooner rather than later, saving time and resources.
Seeing that it was almost time, Xu Le opened the inner world door and left.
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Zhang Chulan led the carefree Feng Baobao through the third-floor corridor. Because the power supply was cut off, they could only go up the stairs. They could hear the battle songs downstairs and the walls shaking, but it was very quiet on their side. They walked for a long time without anyone stopping them, as if they were on a vacation.
As Zhang Chulan walked past three corners, preparing to head towards the fourth floor, an invisible wall suddenly blocked his way. Caught off guard, Zhang Chulan was hit so hard that he saw stars. He crouched down, touched his nose which had been flattened from the impact, and looked at the invisible wall, saying fiercely, "If I find out who did this, I'll definitely teach them a lesson."
Feng Baobao, on the other hand, was very interested in touching it, and then climbed onto the wall like a gecko, shouting to Zhang Chulan who was squatting on the ground: "Slave, come here quickly, this thing is so fun, a wall you can't touch! Watch my gecko kung fu!"