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The march lasted for more than three hours.

The smell of blood in the air grew stronger.

The frequency and intensity of monster attacks are gradually increasing... From the initial scattered giants, to the later hordes of mutated beasts, and then to the mixed formations of flying monsters, each wave is more troublesome than the last, leaving behind more corpses each time.

The other four Evolver teams are actively engaged in combat.

Zhao Derong's squad charged ahead, swinging the hammer like a windmill, each blow shattering a monster's head. He was covered in dark green blood—his hair, face, clothes—everywhere, but he didn't care. He cared only about one thing…killing more monsters, protecting more people.

Chen Mo's team followed closely behind. Chen Mo's aura had been on since the start of the journey, the pale yellow light constantly enveloping his teammates, buffing them with status effects and attributes.

His tail was held high, his ears stood straight up, and he constantly emitted a low chant—that was how he maintained his aura. His teammates, under his influence, saw a significant increase in combat power; the group worked together seamlessly, forming a miniature meat grinder.

Proshu's squad achieved the most dazzling results. No, to be precise, it was Proshu alone who achieved the most dazzling results.

A level six giant charged in from the flank, a full size larger than the other giants, and the iron rod in his hand was an I-beam that had been taken from a building.

Prosciutto stepped out of the carriage, not even quickening his pace, but walking towards the giant with elegant, unhurried steps. The giant raised his iron rod and brought it down on him. Prosciutto dodged to the side, the rod grazing his wing as it struck the ground, creating a crater in the concrete.

He raised his left hand, and a golden beam of light shot from his palm, piercing straight through the giant's chest. The giant looked down at the hole in his chest, opened his mouth, but said nothing, and then collapsed to the ground with a thud.

A level seven green giant charged out from behind the ruins.

This giant was twice the size of the previous one, and its skin was not the usual grayish-white, but a dark silver with a metallic sheen. Its muscles looked like compressed rocks.

It held no weapons, but its fists were weapons. For the first time, Proshu frowned... not out of fear, but because this giant was someone he needed to take seriously.

He spread his wings and took flight. Not the clumsy, flapping flight, but a smooth, elegant gliding, like swimming in water.

He drew an arc in the air and circled behind the giant. The giant reacted faster than he expected, turning around and throwing a punch into the air, the wind from the punch making Prosci's clothes flutter.

Prosciutto abruptly stopped mid-air, the giant's fist sweeping past him less than half a meter away. He clasped his hands together, and a golden beam of light shot from his palms, striking the giant's nape. The giant's body stiffened abruptly, then collapsed like a torn-down wall.

People around couldn't help but cheer.

"good!"

"Prosci is too strong!"

"An S-rank rating really makes a difference; it can even kill monsters instantly."

Prosciutto folded his wings, landed back on the ground, and straightened his collar, which had been ruffled by the wind. His movements were natural, but his "go ahead and praise me, I don't care" attitude made many people feel both envious and jealous.

Some people have started comparing the Shetland Sheepdog to the Prototype.

"Where's Su Mu? Why haven't we seen him make a move?"

"I stayed in the car the whole time and didn't get out."

"Really? Commander Bai values ​​him so much, I thought he was really that strong."

"Could he be a pretty boy? He is handsome, but what's the use of just being handsome?"

"Don't talk nonsense, they may have their own reasons."

"Considerations? What considerations? Watching others work so hard while you sit in your car enjoying the air conditioning, is that what you call considerations?"

The murmurs weren't loud, but loud enough for those nearby to hear. Su Mu sat in the passenger seat, the window half-open, the words drifting in on the breeze, his expression unchanged. He closed his eyes, leaning back in his seat, as if dozing, or perhaps deep in thought.

Chen Jun gripped the steering wheel, his gaze fixed straight ahead, saying nothing. His ears twitched; he had clearly heard the discussions, but he remained silent. He knew Su Mu's strength; he didn't need to prove it to anyone.

Lin Xiaohe sat in the back row, a short knife resting on her lap, her head bowed, her fingers lightly stroking the hilt. When she heard the comments, her brow furrowed slightly, but quickly relaxed. It wasn't that she didn't want to speak up for Su Mu, but she felt it was unnecessary. Who were those people? They didn't understand Su Mu at all.

Lin Yuwei leaned against the car window, her gaze fixed on the ruins outside. She didn't speak or look at anyone. Her ears were no longer red; instead, they held a calm, indifferent expression, as if she had seen through something. When she heard the discussions, the corners of her mouth twitched slightly, it was unclear whether she wanted to laugh or curse.

"They said you're not good enough," Lin Yuwei said, her voice low but carrying a subtle tone that was both gloating and probing.

Su Mu didn't open his eyes. "Hmm."

"Is that all you're going to do?" Lin Yuwei turned her head and looked at Su Mu's profile.

"Otherwise what?" Su Mu opened his eyes, glanced at her, and said, "Let's go down and fight a few giants to show them?"

Lin Yuwei paused for a moment, then looked away. "Whatever."

Lin Xiaohe raised her head, glanced at Su Mu, then at Lin Yuwei, before lowering her head again to continue stroking the hilt of her knife. Her brows furrowed slightly, but she said nothing.

Chen Jun saw this scene in the rearview mirror. His lips twitched slightly, but he quickly regained his composure and focused on driving.

At the front of the group, Wei and Zhao Cheng of the Black Kill Squad occasionally glanced back in Su Mu's direction. Their expressions were calm; there was no discussion, no comment, they simply glanced at him, then turned back to continue their vigilance.

Old Wei said in a low voice, "Those people don't know what they're talking about."

Zhao Cheng nodded. "Let them talk. When the real danger comes, they'll know who's the strongest."

They had witnessed Su Mu's strength.

In the battle in the Dark Zone, Su Mu gained the upper hand against Bai Liuxi; the level 10 green Licker didn't even have a chance to fight back against Su Mu.

These people who are complacent after killing a few level 5 or 6 giants in the rear have no idea what a true strongman looks like.