Global Game: Comes with Portable Store

They came to the station near the No. 4 residence, ready to have something to eat and take a rest. This place was under the jurisdiction of the second team, but Xu Wenfeng and the others were not here, so it was considered a temporary reception.

Shen Jinxuan used the coffee machine here to brew some coffee. The air was filled with a strong aroma, which was refreshing and refreshing.

"Residence No. 1?"

Su Changxing had just received news from Lin Xiuyu that the Doomsday Sect might have some relationship with some people in the No. 1 residence. They found that a member of the Doomsday Sect frequently visited the No. 1 gathering place.

Next to the base area is Residence No. 1, where all the dignitaries of the city before the end live.

Although it is the end of the world, the social order has not been completely disrupted. The army still exists, the system still exists, and they still enjoy corresponding privileges.

For example, the mayor of Donglin City, Yuan Yingjie, although he has no real power now, is still the mayor on the surface. He was also a tough-minded figure in the past, and he was a unique figure in this world.

And saying yes, he had a chance to move up to a higher position next year, but now that's all on the bubble.

But why are these people related to the people of the Doomsday Cult? According to the intelligence of the Security Bureau, most of these dignitaries died in the Doomsday, and those who survived were also recorded.

Did the Doomsday Cult people take the initiative to find them?

"What's wrong?"

Shen Jinxuan asked while sitting at the table, looking sideways, with a steaming hot pot placed in front of her.

Su Changxing took a sip of coffee and said:

"There is news about the Doomsday Cult, but it's a bit strange. Some people in Residence No. 1 seem to be related to the Doomsday Cult... Doesn't the taste of this thing you made not be right? It has a strong astringent taste."

Shen Jinxuan smiled and said: "Maybe it will be better if you add some milk... Now, everyone knows that becoming an extraordinary is the most important thing, and they must also know..."

"Well, it makes sense, but it's not easy to handle."

Su Changxing nodded, a sharp light flashing in his eyes.

Even in the last days, the influence of these powerful people cannot be underestimated, and various relationships are intertwined.

He had previously learned that the mayor, Yuan Yingjie, and the current commander of the military region were family friends, but it was not apparent from the surface that the two had never known each other.

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The billowing black fog makes the night deeper and quieter, and the light from the street lamps does not shine too far, only four or five meters away.

A man dressed as a clown was running swaggeringly on the street. His behavior was funny, but his speed was extremely fast.

The location of the Players Mutual Aid Association is on the edge of the management area. They need to hunt monsters to earn points, so this location is quite convenient.

Although many players are not Extraordinary, with the assistance of various mysterious items and talents, their combat effectiveness is not weak at all, and some are even ridiculously strong.

Luo Haotian leaned on the rooftop of the tall building and looked around, seeming to be looking for something.

"What are you looking at?"

A hoarse voice came from behind.

He was startled and didn't notice anyone approaching. He turned around and saw a man wearing a red and green clown mask.

Luo Haotian seemed calm on the surface, nodded slightly and said:

"Mr. Clown, I thought you had forgotten us, and I was a little worried."

In fact, he was a little panicked and used Su Changxing's name to attract other players. If Su Changxing didn't show up, the entire association would probably be disbanded soon.

He had just become an Extraordinary, and his strength was not enough to convince the public, but the name "Joker" was widely spread among the players.

Su Changxing squatted down on the stone platform beside him, looked at him and said:

"It's beyond my expectation that your association can develop so fast."

Luo Haotian said quickly: "This is all caused by Mr.'s fame."

Su Changxing was a little confused and asked: "My name?"

Luo Haotian nodded and said: "Now everyone knows that Mr. is at least an eighth-level extraordinary person. He once killed a captain in the black mist world and also killed a powerful monster on the main road of Long Bridge."

Su Changxing estimated that some players pretended to be ordinary people, and even he didn't notice them. These people survived the apocalypse, and their survival instincts were stimulated to the limit.

For example, the reporter named Zeng Lei is probably a player. Looking back, the psychological quality of normal people should not be that good.

Su Changxing thought for a moment and then said: "Let me ask you something, do you know anything about the Doomsday Sect?"

Luo Haotian nodded and said:

"I know, they seem to be a group of lunatics, and we keep a wide berth. I heard that they may have caused the tragedy at Residence No. 4 this morning, and people from the Security Bureau are looking for them now."

Su Changxing then asked: "Do you know any other information?"

Luo Haotian hesitated and whispered:

"I know a little bit. Although their behavior is crazy, there are still many people who are willing to join. It is said that they have a way to make people become extraordinary people. I don't know if it is true or false... But I think It shouldn’t be groundless.”

“The way to make people extraordinary?”

Su Changxing frowned slightly, realizing that what happened in the morning might be related to this.

Death is both the end and the new life.

This is believed in many extraordinary fields, because at the moment of death, all life energy of orderly life will overflow.

This is why many rituals are related to death and need to be replaced with equivalent value, and life is sometimes the cheapest thing.

"Do you think there are people from the Doomsday Cult in your mutual aid association?" Su Changxing asked, staring at him with a smile, his dark pupils glowing.

Luo Haotian felt great pressure, as if a huge stone was pressing on his chest, and he said hesitantly:

"I guess there should be. After all, we are not a strict organization. But is there anything special, sir?"

Su Changxing said calmly: "Well, I'm just curious. Do you think the existence of this kind of organization is a good thing or a bad thing?"

Luo Haotian thought for a while and said with a serious face: "It's hard to say. If more extraordinary people can be born as a result, it may be a good thing. After all, the world of black mist is still pressing on us."

Su Changxing nodded thoughtfully and asked, "During this period, have many people in your association become extraordinary?"

Luo Haotian showed a proud smile on his face and said:

"There are four or five people including me. This is largely due to the sharing of resources in our association. There are some items in the Doomsday Store that can help open up pathways."

"But this should also be because we are all people who have survived the apocalypse. We have accumulated a lot of experience. I'm afraid it will be difficult for other ordinary people to become extraordinary."

They were almost pushed to their limits in the apocalypse, and their potential naturally exploded.

The current situation is actually pretty good for these ordinary people. At least most of them are not in danger of life, and there is no shortage of food and drink for the time being.