From the end of the world

Chapter 62 Exposing Strength 1
In order to avoid wasting time sleeping, I stayed at home in the form of a fire element for the past two days, controlling thousands of "fireflies" to search for clues about Ma Zao's whereabouts in Xianshui City.

Anyway, there was no one else at home, so I wouldn't attract attention if I entered the fire elemental form. And those "fireflies" didn't cause any particular commotion after they were scattered throughout the city. Thousands of "fireflies" gathered together were certainly conspicuous, but even if they were seen by passers-by after they were scattered, the most they would react to was "Did a glowing little bug just fly by?"

While I am busy, I am also trying to find ways to continue optimizing Firefly.

Although the current Firefly can save preset commands, it still cannot automatically conduct a blanket search. It can still execute automatic commands such as "follow the person in front" and "report to me when a certain face appears nearby", but it still cannot do something as difficult as "find a specific person in a complex urban area". In any case, I have to operate it manually.

I want Firefly to at least be able to remember the scenes it has been exposed to. With the memory review function, I can at least go back and look for clues that Firefly may have missed. Development in this direction should be feasible. Since it can remember my preset instructions, there is no reason why it cannot remember other things.

It's really a mixed feeling. Before I met Ma Zao, I had never paid so much attention to the camera-like skills of "Firefly". And now the fastest evolving one is "Firefly".

When the search continues until my consciousness becomes rigid, I will temporarily relax and allow myself to think about other things to restore the flexibility of my consciousness.

Misty Dreams...

There are still many unknowns in that dream.

I had many questions I wanted to ask in the misty dream, such as asking No. 4 Xuanming about the giants and the end of the world, or asking No. 2 why she and No. 1 reacted so strangely to the name "Xuanming"... But before I could ask them, I was forced to log out of the dream.

I don't know when I will be able to enter the misty dream again. If I can't find Ma Zao within the time limit, then considering the mutual repulsion between me and the strange things, there might not be a next time.

It was noon, and just when I wanted to search for Ma Zao's whereabouts again, one of the "fireflies" that I scattered outside suddenly sent an alarm signal.

I was startled at once, and reflexively thought that the "firefly" had discovered Ma Zao, and then I realized something was wrong.

No, this "firefly" that sent the signal did not belong to the ones I sent out to search for Ma Zao.

This is the "firefly" I left in Chang'an.

Because the Fallen Demon Hunter incident was still a mystery, even though I had already parted ways with Chang'an, I had not yet recovered the "firefly", planning to recover it later. I was also worried that leaving my spiritual fragments with Chang'an would bring bad luck to Chang'an, so I asked him indirectly before Ma Zao left.

According to Ma Zao, if you are just close to other people, it will not trigger the "jinx star physique", at least you need to have a certain degree of communication. Because of this, although Ma Zao is always worried about whether he will affect me, he has never worried about the residents upstairs and downstairs, nor has he ever worried about those who pass by him on the road.

Just in case, I haven't even looked at Chang'an recently. On the one hand, I don't want to affect my determination to separate from him, and on the other hand, I am even worried that my gaze will spread bad luck to him.

But now I can't care about those details. Because the preset instruction I set for the "firefly" beside Changan is "when Changan may be in danger of life, send me an alarm immediately."

I saw the scene in Chang'an through "fireflies"——

It was a spacious indoor space with dim lighting and a lot of dust around. It looked like a large empty warehouse.

Changan was sitting on a wooden chair in the middle of the warehouse. He didn't sit there voluntarily. He was tied up and fixed to the chair, like a prisoner undergoing a brutal interrogation.

You can also remove the three words "just like", because at this moment, Chang'an is being beaten.

Two men in black suits stood around him. One of them beat him repeatedly while the other stood behind him, trying to keep the chair steady with both hands.

He was beaten black and blue, and screamed in pain. But the other party ignored him and continued to be merciless, kicking him and the chair to the ground. If the beating continued, he might really die.

It looked like he had been beaten for some time. Why did Firefly not alert me until now?

As this question came to my mind subconsciously, a strong anger rose in my heart.

Although I don't know how far they are from me now, or in which direction, it doesn't matter. Wherever my eyes reach, my flames reach. The moment I had the intention to attack the two men in black suits, they were ignited by my "gaze".

The flames exploded directly on their bodies. Not only that, the entire warehouse was also engulfed in flames due to my excessive attack consciousness, and the interior was plunged into a boiling sea of ​​fire.

I quickly closed my eyes. Now, there are two scenes in my mind. One scene is my home, and the other scene is the warehouse where Changan is. Because I am now at home, the center of gravity of my consciousness is also at home. Just like exchanging the center of gravity of my left and right feet, I now shift the center of gravity of my consciousness to the warehouse.

Then, I opened my eyes again.

The area around him was no longer his living room, but a warehouse engulfed in flames.

Changan was lying on the ground, with his back to me, struggling like a wounded earthworm, fearing that he would be swallowed by the sea of ​​fire. However, he was tied to the chair and couldn't even stand up, let alone escape from the sea of ​​fire. Needless to say, my flames would not harm my own people, and of course, would not harm Changan.

I walked towards him, and he seemed to have heard my footsteps amid the blazing sound, and looked over at me in panic. Then he saw my face.

“Ah, Ah… Ah Cheng!?” He was stunned, “You you you…”

"It's me." I felt mixed emotions.

I thought we would never meet again, but I didn't expect to meet again under such circumstances.

Moreover, this was the first time I showed my superpowers in front of Changan. I cared a lot about what he thought of me.

In the past, I would mind this and that, thinking that I shouldn't expose my superpowers in front of others. Now I don't care so much. I have already used it in front of Zhu Shi and exposed it to Ma Zao. There is no reason why I can't tell Chang An. It just so happens that I lied to him last time and stayed away from him on the grounds that I was cursed by the cave in the room on the 15th floor. Now that I expose my superpowers, it will be convenient for him to feel at ease.

Changan stared at me blankly for several seconds before he said the second half of the sentence: "You... turned into a ghost!?"

“……” I was almost choked by his inexplicable reaction.

Come to think of it, I am now in the form of a fire element, and I look no different from a flame-colored ghost.

"I'm not dead yet." I said as I exited the fire elemental form.

He looked like he was shocked. From his perspective, it was understandable that a friend he hadn't seen for a few days reappeared in such a magical way. If it were me, I would probably find it difficult to digest what I had witnessed.

After three or four seconds, he seemed to suddenly come to his senses, a look of fear appeared on his face, and he looked behind me.

I turned back immediately.

But there was nothing in that direction. No enemies, no danger, no strange things. If I had to say anything, there were only two men in black suits who were burned by my flames and fell unconscious on the ground. Is there anything else?

Changan asked in a trembling voice: "Ah Cheng, you killed someone...?"

"kill?"

It took me a second or two to realize what he was afraid of.

Even though he was the hateful person who had just beaten him, he seemed to still feel sympathy when he saw the other person being burned so badly. This was not a "saintly heart", but a common human emotion of sympathizing with one's own kind.

But he misunderstood. I didn't intend to burn those two people to death. After all, I still wanted to ask who they were, where they came from, and why they beat Chang'an like that. Although I really wanted to burn them to death just now, I was also very angry. They dared to treat my friends like that. I wanted to turn them into charcoal on the spot... Wait a minute, I didn't accidentally mix some of this emotion into the flames.

Moreover, they had been lying on the ground without making a sound since just now. Could they have really been burned to death?

I immediately went forward to check and tried to kick one of the men in black suits who was lying on the ground. He was like a corpse and had no response. There was no blood or tissue fluid coming out of his body. I guess even the wound was burned by the flames.

Through the sensing medium of the residual fire and heat, it can also be determined that they have stopped breathing and their hearts are no longer beating.

really dead?

Why does it feel wrong? The burning "feel" just now also feels a bit familiar...

"They are dead?" Chang'an made a frightened and confused voice.

"There's nothing we can do. Let's just burn them into ashes and throw them into the bushes outside." I made a quick decision. "Compared to this, Chang'an, who are they? Why did they come to you?"

As I spoke, I eliminated the sea of ​​fire around me.

Through the heat that the sea of ​​fire had previously spread to the outside of the warehouse, I also sensed the nearby terrain. This place seemed to be in a remote suburb, and the warehouse itself seemed to be idle, so the movement that just happened should not immediately attract attention.

It doesn’t matter to me, but I can’t let Chang’an get involved in a murder.

Changan looked at me stupidly: "Acheng, what are you talking about..."

(End of this chapter)