Chapter 222: Chief, Intimidation, Predictive Journey.

Chi Xiaochi wanted to keep the man with the dreadlocks alive, to find out who he was.

It doesn't seem necessary now.

After searching the body of the man with the dirty braid, Lou Ying only found a sharp stone stained with blood, threw it on the ground and shook his head in silence at Chi Xiaochi.

...... didn't find the iron plate.

This man is not a catfish, but a man blinded by power.

Chi Xiaochi casually sat on a nearby rock and watched the ocean of abuse in the pop-up section.

"Holy shit, four against one?"

"Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!"

"Nasty, nasty, nasty!"

"How many swipes has that ID up there swiped, and how many bets did he place? Can't afford to lose, can you?"

"Schadenfreude get out!"

Chi Xiaochi's behavior has caused many people to lose nearly a million dollars of their investment.

The knife cut down is white meat, they do not blow up the strange, all kinds of swearing and cursing endless, some people are secretly betting on these three, and some people are trying to think of ways to rectify these three halfway out of the Cheng Bite Jin.

"I've bought others!" Someone screamed, "Tell them to kill him!"

"Yeah. Place a bounty!"

As we speak, someone has already gone to buy the "bounty order".

"Bounty" is a game props, can specify the task and kill objects, need to bet money to buy, can specify someone to kill another person, equivalent to the unusual live broadcast of the reward props, the value is quite expensive.

As long as someone chooses to take the order, successfully completes the task, and ends up among the three survivors, the person who took the order gets a 5% cut of the gambling money.

Most aliens, such as Zhao Rou, have family and friends outside, even if they can get out alive, their hands are stained with blood, and they know the secrets of the organization, so they know that it is impossible to leave, and it is likely that they will stay in the organization and sell their lives for the organization for the rest of their lives.

This money is a comfort to their family.

The commotion that occurred in A6 was not small, and many of the Exalted scattered all over the map paid attention to the abnormally growing amount of pop-ups and guessed what was happening from them.

The special beep of the "bounty order" was also sounded on the wristwatches of the five or six aliens one after another.

In A12, an alien's wristwatch chimed a full five times.

For no other reason than that his powers were pretty good and A12 was the closest to A6.

At the sixth sound, he swung the dial hard toward a tree to one side.

However, the dial is sturdy, and between the shaking of the tree and the movement of the leaves, there is surprisingly not even a trace of broken lines on the surface.

The round shaved alien leaned his back against the shaking trees, pressed his knuckles against his brow, and muttered to himself, "Psycho, kill you. Why don't you guys go kill."

He shook off a hand and turned to go, but stood still three paces away.

He lifted his wrist, opened the pop-up section, and watched in silence for a moment.

"A6 ah ......"

After pondering for a long time, he finally made up his mind, dropped his hand, reversed his direction of travel, and pulled his feet up to run towards the A6 area.

This unexpected development added insult to injury to Fang Cai's official Catfish headquarters, which had only just been invaded.

The Emergency Response Department, in particular, was staffed by personnel with one phone and was busy answering private line calls from players on all sides.

The Minister of Emergency Response, fretting, puts down a call from someone high up, pinches the bridge of his nose, and is about to take a breath when another member of the ministry pushes his way in, "Minister ......"

The minister was holding a coffee with three parts of milk, but his expression was as if he was holding a cup of sour and bitter Chinese medicine.

He said, "You better have some good news for me."

The ministry clerk flipped open the folder at hand with a bitter look on his face, "There are a total of two documents here. One was faxed over from the data analysis station. Because the game has only been online for three years, the recording and broadcasting database is still under construction, and they could only try to recover as much as possible of the audio and video recording equipment on the five remains found in the D20 area. The ...... result is that all the gear was physically damaged and there is no recovery possible."

The minister's brow furrowed into a kawa shape, "What about the recordings of the bug planted inside them?"

The ministry agent hesitated for a moment and said, "All of the ...... have suffered physical destruction and cannot be recovered."

The minister rose with a huff, "...... What?!"

The minister didn't expect to get anything of value out of the destroyed equipment.

Every catfish who becomes a full-time employee undergoes a surgical procedure to implant a recording wire under the skin to facilitate spot-check monitoring.

It was the knowledge of this inside story that made him so shocked.

Implanting a wiretap is a minimally invasive, non-invasive implantation procedure in the name of "medical checkups", in which each implantee is injected with anesthetics in advance, and is unaware of the implantation of a foreign object in his body, and does not know that he is being listened to.

The two men sent in later were blown up, and the physical destruction of the bugs on their bodies is understandable, but what about the three-man squad that died en masse earlier?

How did Wei XVI know that there were bugs hidden inside them, and how could he accurately target them for destruction?

The minister only felt that his eye points were swollen and painful, and he annoyingly pinched them before saying, "The ...... second document was sent by the Personnel Department, right? In addition to the information on Wei XVI that we already have in our hands, the two people who were with him later, who were they respectively?"

The ministry agent looked down at the folder and read, "Chi Jiangyu, the man in the mask, 25 years old, fighting instructor, competed in Kickboxing free-for-alls and won a silver medal. Took an aptitude test in Agency 3, and his ability manifested itself in the free manipulation of steel-like inanimate objects."

The minister nodded, "All right. Where's the one with the glasses."

"Well ......" the ministry staff member paused subtly for a moment before continuing to read, "Bai Anyi, 21 years old, B.A. in both Archaeology and Astronomy, currently a current M.A. student in the Archaeology program at A University. She has taken an aptitude test at Institution 9 and her aptitude performance is ......"

The researcher squeezed the information at hand, "...... unknown."

"Hmm?" The minister looked up, "What does 'unknown' mean?"

"'Unknown' means that the index of class A globulin secretion in his body is indeed up to Alien standards." The ministry staff said, "But he doesn't seem to know what his alien ability is ......"

Minister: "Has it been electrocuted?"

The ministry clerk spread the information on the minister's desk, "...... Even when stimulated by electric shocks, Bai Anyi did not use his powers."

The Minister mused for a moment.

From the current situation, it seemed that things had gotten so big that there was no way for them to secretly dispose of Wei XVI.

It's a shame that we lost five good strength shifters for nothing, and lost a large amount of money on training.

...... Still, it's not nothing.

He hit the space bar on the computer in front of him.

The paused progress bar is awakened.

This video footage was provided by a gamer of the battle that took place in the A6 area half an hour ago.

The minister hit the pause button again as Zhao Rou in the video lifted a rock and slammed it hard into the back of the dirty braided man's head.

"As far as the feedback is concerned, that one is called White ...... White what was it? Ability is instantaneous movement, non-attacking ability, at most ...... C level, no, D level it. He does not need to bother, focus on Wei XVI and Chi Jiangyu, especially that Chi Jiangyu, understand?"

The minister nodded and turned to exit the office door.

The Minister pulled over his laptop and tapped on a hidden icon within a hidden folder to access a special server, skillfully typing a string of website links into the address bar to access a room somewhere on the darknet, and typing in a complicated sequence number before he managed to get into the live stream of Battle Royale.

The chatter of abuse in the live room continued unabated.

The minister only scanned a few times, then opened the betting page, clicked on the "Chi Jiangyu" menu, and quickly bought a hundred bets.

The Minister smiled a little as the "Bet Successful" box popped up, but then he put his expression away, coughed, closed the page, and was about to get back to work when there was another knock on the door.

The ministry member who had gone out only a moment ago poked his head in with an unusually odd expression, "...... Minister, take a look at the live feed. There seems to be a mistake in the news we gathered ......"

......

In that world, "Chi Jiangyu", the favorite to place a bet, is setting up a pot on a willow grill in an open area at the edge of the A6 district, as the crowd looks on in disbelief.

Who knows where he pulled that pot out of.

And when he calmly pulled out the cooking wine, salt, and sesame oil, along with a small bucket of still-alive silver needlefish, the pop-ups had gone half-crazy.

"What the hell kind of powers does he have???"

"He's on vacation?"

"He had a food pod with him?"

"Day, eat better than me."

Because Chi Jiangyu's so-called "twisting" ability has not yet been revealed, the pop-up screen rightfully assumes that his ability is "food storage".

But the staff members who had tested him, and Wei XVI, who had seen what he was capable of, thought otherwise.

He came to Lou Ying's side and pestered him with questions.

"What kind of powers do you have, Chi?"

"Brother Chi, you're so awesome, tell me about it."

"I specially worship you, from today onwards you are my idol. Waiting for me to go out, three incense ...... burners a day Oh no, this is not auspicious, I have three meals a day ...... also can not, I am poor. ...... Aiya, you just tell me. I don t tell others, okay?"

Lou Ying puts the soft and transparent silver needle fish into the boiling soup pot and gently mixes it with chopsticks.

The hand that had easily broken and removed the bone joints a moment ago was so light and gentle in its movements.

He said, "Do you have a heavy mouth?"

Wei XVI was stunned, "Ah, it's quite heavy."

Lou Ying, who had successfully changed the topic of conversation, added some salt in discretion, "This kind of fish has no bones, so you don't need to add too much seasoning, it's very fresh when simmered alone, and it becomes a juice in the mouth, so you can eat it as noodles."

Zhao Rou sits on a rock with Chi Xiaochi during Lou Ying's lunchtime special.

Chi Xiaochi has one foot on the edge of the stone and one foot on the ground.

He caught a praying mantis from somewhere and fiddled with its bright green, knife-shaped forelimbs with gusto.

Zhao Rou, whose wound is properly bandaged, is quietly surveying Lou Ying.

By now, although she had been saved, she wasn't sure where these three were coming from.

Wei XVI has a lot of noisy words, a lot of nonsense, and can't grasp the point, so noisy that people's ears hurt; "Chi Jiangyu" is not much to talk about, and what's more, after seeing his Fang Cai's performance, how can Zhao Rou have the guts to go to the root of him to find out the bottom of his heart?

For comparison, she sets her sights on Chi Xiaochi, who is playing with bugs.

This person is handsome and weak, and it looks like the same as himself, are defensive-type psychic ability, probably also was "Chi Jiangyu" pulled into the banner to protect the people.

From him, there might be something to ask.

She settled down and turned on her precognitive powers.

Since killing the dirty braided man, she had intentionally retested the upper limits of her abilities.

The conclusion reached was that her prophecy time, from eight minutes directly increased to half an hour.

Half an hour should be enough time for her to get enough information out of this person.

A breeze came up and lifted Zhao Rou's hair to the left.

She lifted her hand and pinned her messy hair behind her head.

Upon entering the precognitive time stream, Zhao Rou immediately struck up a conversation with Chi Xiaochi: "That ......"

Chi Xiaochi looked over at her and winked, smiling before she spoke.

This friendly attitude reassured Zhao Rou a little.

She glanced at Lou Ying, "How did you and Chi Jiangyu meet?"

Chi Xiaochi said, "My brother and I are together all the time."

Zhao Rou: "Are you brothers?"

Chi Xiaochi's eyes flicked up, "Table's."

Zhao Rou continues to test the waters, "His powers, are they sub-dimensional pockets or something?"

Chi Xiaochi didn't blink, "Yeah."

"He's awesome." Zhao Rou meant the compliment sincerely, "You're on the same team? Chi Jiangyu is your leader, right?"

Chi Xiaochi mumbled, "Yeah."

"Why did you guys save me?" Zhao Rou circles the wagons and finally cuts to the whole, "I mean, there are already three of you, and there can only be three going out ......"

"Who said that?"

"...... who ......" Zhao Rou was confused, "That's how the rules are made... ..."

Chi Xiaochi said, "Who makes the rules?"

Zhao Rou: "......"

Chi Xiaochi looked her in the eye and said, "Do we have to follow rules that are not fair?"

Zhao Rou smelled a hint of something unusual and unconsciously moved his ass to the far side of the room.

In the midst of her nervousness, she heard Chi Xiaochi ask her, "What is your psychic ability?"

Zhao Rou gulps: "I can predict ......"

"There's always a limit. How long?"

Zhao Rou opened his mouth, a hundred thoughts welled up in a moment, his throat went dry, and he ghosted, "...... three minutes."

And the next second, Chi Xiaochi asks, "How much was the lift?"

Zhao Rou : "...... uh?"

Chi Xiaochi also seemed to feel that he hadn't asked the question rigorously enough, so he added in detail, "After killing the man with the dirty braid, your upper limit of precognition time, how much was it raised to?"

Zhao Rou The muscles of his body suddenly tightened up, even the pain at his right knee was not so clear, and his body was like exploding an ants' nest, tingling and itching.

She tried to deny it, "...... What are you talking about?"

Chi Xiaochi said, "You don't have to be so nervous."

Zhao Rou's voice couldn't help but tremble, "...... you ...... what are you?"

Chi Xiaochi: "The man who saved you."

At this point, Chi Xiaochi softly emphasized, "...... You'll remember this kindness, won't you?"

Zhao Rou only feel the person in front of him is very horrible, answer yes or no, answer no or no, heart confused: "I certainly ...... what do you mean?"

Chi Xiaochi said, "I'll be blunt. If you simply believe that we are new to each other, have just met, and have an unknown purpose, then being wary of us, as well as concealing your psychic abilities, is both desirable and necessary. However, I don't want you to harbor other purposes and conceal the secret of your increased level of psychic ability."

"...... For example, you are trying to leave us after your injuries have healed and kill some more people to enhance your own psychic abilities so that you can increase your leverage to survive."

Zhao Rou Rinpoche, but his cheeks felt like they were roasting with flames, and the temperature increased dramatically.

She mumbled, "I can't even understand what you're saying."

It doesn't matter if I don't understand," says Chi Xiaochi. I can switch to a simpler expression. --I'm warning you against taking the initiative to kill."

Zhao Rou is appalled!

She did think about hiding the secret that "killing aliens can increase your strength".

On the one hand, she was afraid that Chi Jiangyu and the others would find out and kill their vulnerable selves.

On the other hand, she was really thinking about it: if, just if, she could kill another person, wouldn't her precognition become stronger?

It's nice to be protected by others, but nothing is as solid as being strong on your own.

...... Zhao Rou The evil thoughts deep inside were thrown out of the water in such a naked way, turning out the dead fish-like belly white, which made her embarrassed, flustered and hard to hide her shame.

She denied it carelessly, "Don't you talk nonsense! I didn't think about killing anyone!!!"

"It's good to not think about it. The bottom line is a thing that can be constantly pulled down, the more you kill, the more you can't stop." Chi Xiaochi spoke with a smile, "Getting stronger and then living, who wouldn't want that? I want to too."

Zhao Rou has chills all over his body.

The calmer his tone, the more Zhao Rou felt that the person in front of him was unpredictable.

She moved her body, only to realize that her arms and legs had stiffened.

Zhao Rou wants to stop this conversation, she even forgets that all this conversation is happening in her foreknowledge and intends to get up and leave, away from Chi Xiaochi.

Unexpectedly, she had just used her left leg to prop her body up when she was directly pressed by a huge wave-like weight coming from her head and sat back on the rock.

Zhao Rou's cold sweat dripped all over him.

...... Where did this power come from ......

"I haven't finished my sentence." Chi Xiaochi didn't move a hand or foot, and said, "Please sit down."

Zhao Rou's cheeks quivered and his tongue tingled under the weight of his shoulders.

She said with difficulty, "You, what exactly is your supernatural ...... ability?"

Chi Xiaochi : "Teleportation. I think that's what you guessed."

Said he, moving closer to Zhao Rou, "...... Otherwise, what do you think it would be?"

Zhao Rou, after all, is still a girl who has not graduated from high school, where can she stand this kind of mental oppression, her voice follows the body together with the chaotic trembling: "What do you ...... want to do in the end ah ...... "

Chi Xiaochi replied, "Take all of you who still want to be human and get out alive."

Zhao Rou looked at him incredulously.

If she had heard that five minutes ago, she would have thought the man was in a demented dream.

But now, after seeing what Chi Xiaochi could do, she was actually a little bit convinced.

"Those who conspire to kill the innocent do not deserve to be called human." Chi Xiaochi raised his hand and tapped the immobile Zhao Rou on the center of his forehead, "If you think that 'living' itself is more important than 'being a human being', be my guest. All I can do is make your death as painless as possible."

......

The breeze passes, and the fluttering hair falls.

Zhao Rou's precognitive journey ended with a violent spiritual shock.

Zhao Rou, who was calm just a moment ago, instantly broke into a sweat that flowed down his forehead and down the concave part of his nose.

Chi Xiaochi, sensing a change in the state of the person beside her, turned her head and made eye contact with her for a few seconds.

After a few moments, he pursed his lips.

"Since you've turned on precognition, I don't need to bother with more words." Chi Xiaochi went straight to the point, "...... So, what are you going to choose?"

Zhao Rou's breathing calmed down, but he remained silent.

Chi Xiaochi waited patiently for her reply.

After a long time, Zhao Rou stroked the bandaged right knee wound and asked, "What exactly are your powers?"

Chi Xiaochi says, "A lot. More than you can imagine."

Zhao Rou had some hope: "Really?"

"You've seen a lot of truth and falsehoods along the way." Chi Xiaochi said, "Anything I say could be a lie. Why don't you see what I'll do?"

Zhao Rou bows his head.

...... Yeah.

He didn't kill himself while he was weak from his injuries and saved her, knowing that killing the alien would result in a rapid increase in his abilities.

That alone gave the man in front of him and what he said some credibility.

...... It's still scary though is all.

Chi Xiaochi didn't care what she was mentally making up about herself, lifted her hand and waved it at her.

Zhao Rou hesitates, but takes his hand.

Chi Xiaochi said, "Welcome to the team."

Hearing this, Zhao Rou associated himself with the question he had just asked Chi Xiaochi in precognition and could not help but feel amused.

That Chi Jiangyu, despite her skill, she could now see who the brains of the team really commanded.

She asked that question again, "Who is your leader?"

Unexpectedly, the person in front of me naturally pointed to Lou Ying's back, "It's my brother."

Zhao Rou was inevitably puzzled: "Isn't ...... you? I thought--"

Chi Xiaochi laughs and replies, "Because he can control me."

Once the answer was given, Chi Xiaochi placed the mantis in his hands on the rock, patted the lime on his hands, and left the pondering Zhao Rou behind to come over to the steaming hot soup pot and serve a large bowl of fresh silver needlefish, to which he poured beef grains full of meat sauce.

Lou Ying, who had overheard everything in his head, had her heart sweetened by his last understatement, and opened her mouth with a smile in her voice: "I thought you'd tell her nicely."

Chi Xiaochi added soup to her bowl, "My attitude is good. The goal was accomplished."

Lou Ying: "I'm afraid she won't trust us very much now."

"It's for the best. Trust is the easiest thing to disintegrate, especially in a life and death situation like this." Chi Xiaochi pinched her earlobe to cool it with her reddened fingers, "I don't need them to feel reassured. Reassurance is a paralyzing drug that does nothing. I just need them to feel fear."

Lou Ying laughed.

...... That's pretty much Chi Xiaochi style through and through.

Chi Xiaochi took a big sip of the soup, the fresh flavor tingling the taste buds and extending all the way to the stomach, so comforting that it called for a long sigh of relief.

He tapped the edge of the pot with his chopsticks, "Reunion's reunion. All come and eat."

Before the words were out of his mouth, however, Lou Ying touched his elbow, signaling him to look up.

Chi Xiaochi looked in the direction he gestured and couldn't help but raise her eyebrows.

...... A young man with a round cut took a willow and bound his hands, raised them high above his head, appeared in the distance, and came toward them with a purposeful step.

All four men present dropped what they were each holding and became alert.

Zhao Rou, who had just been attacked, was the most sensitive, and asked shrilly from a distance, "Who are you! Stop!"

Upon hearing the questioning, the youth stood still fifty meters away from them.

"My name is Shan Shuang. 24 years old. Ability to disarm anything held in another person's hand, chopsticks, cups, weapons-"

After succinctly introducing himself, he asked aloud, "...... May I join you??"