Gao Wu: After transforming into a soft girl, I became a calamity?

As soon as Jiang Mian entered the underground street, he attracted the attention of some people.

As her figure disappeared around the street corner, the shadows beside the passageway stirred, and a dark-faced man emerged.

He secretly memorized Jiang Mian's appearance, then ran in the opposite direction.

The pedestrians on the street seemed to recognize him and all gave way.

The dark-faced man walked unimpeded into a seemingly ordinary building.

He arrived at a room and knocked on the door.

"Enter."

A hoarse male voice came from inside the door.

He pushed the door open and entered.

The room was brightly lit, much brighter than the outside.

A burly man with a scarred face leaned against the window, a cigarette between his fingers, slowly exhaling smoke.

A sexy-looking woman was sitting on the sofa next to them, straightening her disheveled clothes.

He instinctively took a deep breath, not daring to look any longer.

Even within the inner circle, tobacco is a rare commodity, even considered a luxury.

"Boss, a new guy has arrived at Entrance Number One."

"Oh?"

Chung-jin shook off his cigarette ash and got up from the window.

He knew the situation outside very well.

Within the core area, most of the surviving infected individuals had already fled to the back mountain.

In order to obtain survival supplies and inhibitors, most people would choose to enter this underground street.

Those who are not infected but are not fugitives will choose to lie in wait in the mountains, looking for an opportunity to smuggle themselves north.

In terms of location, the back mountain is situated north of Base City No. 1.

In addition, the number of base cities in the north is half that in the south, allowing for faster access to peripheral base cities.

This can also be considered a form of indirect screening.

The official crackdown on and detention of infected individuals began a month ago, and those who were expected to arrive have already done so.

Assuming this newcomer is a patient with the disease, how could they survive in the mountains for so long?

Unless one is extremely lucky, their inherent strength must be at least at the fourth or even fifth rank.

However, with such strength, the demand for inhibitors is definitely not low, and they cannot be from unknown sources.

There must be something unusual about the other party for my underling to come back and report.

"What does it look like?"

Upon hearing this, the dark-faced man stepped forward, opened his palm, and a shadow emerged from it, gradually transforming into a human shape.

With a delicate face and a slender figure, she wore a flowing black dress.

The imitation was so lifelike that it perfectly captured Jiang Mian's appearance just moments before.

You can even see the relaxed feeling in her expression at a glance.

He is Sequence 44, [Chaos] path, [Shadow], and his core mechanism is "Replica".

It's similar to "Imitator" or "Phantom," with a higher degree of replication, but a very short shelf life, lasting at most half an hour.

That woman was so strange.

He dared not touch the other's shadow rashly, so he could not activate his ability and could only simply copy its appearance based on his memory.

Jong-jin stared at the figure that had materialized from the shadows, narrowing his eyes.

Where did she go now?

"Forehead……"

The dark-faced man paused, then said:

"They look like they're shopping, heading towards the commercial street."

"shop?"

A strange look appeared on Zhong Zhen's face.

A newbie, just entered the underground mall, wasn't nervous or wary, and even started shopping?

"Ah Xiang, go keep an eye on things. Keep a close watch, don't get caught, and don't make any moves rashly."

"Yes."

Ah Xiang nodded and left.

The door closed, and the woman on the sofa finally spoke, her voice soft and sweet:

"Brother Zhen~ He's just a newcomer, why are you so concerned?"

"You don't understand."

Zhongzhen sat down next to her, put his arm around her, sighed, and seemed much gentler than before.

Something big happened in the city last night.

If it weren't for his status as a patient with the disease, given his background, even with his lack of talent, he could have lived a comfortable life in the city.

This underground city is dark and gloomy.

Even normal people can develop psychological problems if they stay in a certain place for too long, let alone those with pre-existing conditions who are already unstable.

Therefore, a manager is needed here.

Moreover, only patients with strong physical strength and stable mental state can keep the situation under control.

Someone contacted him last night about things in the city, telling him to pay close attention to people entering and leaving the underground city, especially new faces.

At this critical juncture, the emergence of a strange newcomer is bound to raise suspicions.

"Peak Calamity..."

Zhong Zhen murmured in a deep voice, as if talking to himself.

The woman's face changed instantly upon hearing that word, and she dared not utter another sound.

……

The outer perimeter of the underground shopping street.

Jiang Mian strolled leisurely down the street with his hands behind his back, looking around as if he were browsing a market, completely ignoring the frequent glances directed at him.

This place is indeed quite interesting.

Simply put, it's like a small town that's been around for a while, with a unique system that's developed inside.

The shops along the street are diverse, with equipment being the most common.

Swords, guns, armor, and even custom-made alien artifacts for the high-end market.

That makes sense, since the hard currency here isn't money, but the core of the calamity.

To obtain stable resources, the infected here either have to go "hunting" in the back mountains or compete for rankings in the arena inside.

Regardless of one's means of making a living, equipment is essential, as it's what you need to eat.

Then there's the "pharmacies," and I don't need to elaborate on what they sell.

Their source of goods... is probably quite impressive.

Although the authorities openly crack down on and contain those with the disease,

However, it seems that the production of inhibitors was only suspended for a period of time, but it has now been secretly restarted.

Jiang Mian may have appeared to be strolling around, but he actually gathered a lot of information through the shadows.

From their conversation, it seems that the person they mentioned most often was someone with the surname "Jiang".

This person appears to be the supplier.

Having spent the last few days and nights with Ye Chenyang, she had gained a general understanding of the power distribution in Base City No. 1.

Where there are people, there is conflict.

Until the appearance of this generation's pinnacle calamity, the situation for humanity had already begun to become clear.

For over 150 years since the fog descended, Base City One has remained the most stable rear area, naturally giving rise to various forces.

Take Yang Xin for example. He is not only an eighth-level expert, but also has a remarkable background.

Her father's name was Yang Hui, who was also an eighth-level [Void Realm Walker], and a top expert of the second generation after the Mist descended.

Apart from the [Chaos] path, the abilities of the top twenty in the sequence are actually unique, just like vertices.

That is, only one can exist at a time, and it generally does not have the characteristic of being transmitted through blood vessels.

But Yang Xin is an exception.

And further up, it gets even more terrifying.

Her grandfather was the first [Eternal Day].

There are several other companies in similar situations, but the circumstances are not entirely the same.

Some of the second-generation members of these families are still alive, and their strength is probably quite terrifying.

As for the surname "Jiang," Jiang Mian remembered that there was indeed such a family, and they had produced an extraordinary person in the past.

The first generation [origin].

"Wow, he really is... an incredibly important person!"

She couldn't help but sigh.

Among blood relatives, only the paths of ability are basically the same; quality... that is, the position of the sequence may seem random, but it actually follows a pattern.

If both sides are strong enough, even if the offspring are not as capable as their parents, they won't be too far behind.

As for those whose parents are both of average talent, it all comes down to looks.

Jiang Mian walked forward, thinking to himself, hoping to uncover some more explosive news.

However, at that moment, a commotion arose ahead.

A small, thin figure, completely wrapped up, ran through the crowd toward Jiang Mian.

As the person passed by her, they suddenly tossed her a small bottle and then shouted in a voice whose gender was indiscernible:

"Here's the stuff, run!"

Jiang Mian turned his head to the side, somewhat puzzled.

"what?"