The whole nation is trying to survive on the cable car; I'm choosing one of three options at ea

He waited for them to come.

Waiting for that "knocking" thing to come.

He has a gun.

If one shot isn't enough, then ten; if that's still not enough, then a hundred or a thousand.

With the talent of "mass production" at his fingertips, he has as many bullets as he needs.

Su Mu stared out the window, a slight smile playing on his lips.

come on.

However......

A minute passed.

Five minutes passed.

Ten minutes have passed.

Don't even mention that "knocking" sound...

Even the strange bats from last night didn't get close.

It never appeared again.

Not right.

It's not right.

Su Mu glanced at the burning oil lamp.

Is this thing really that useful?

Keep in mind that his quiver has a firing range of 100 meters, yet it never triggered.

But he couldn't destroy it, otherwise he wouldn't be able to see outside at all. He could only fire randomly.

Su Mu was speechless.

Another hour passed.

Two hours.

Three hours.

The sky outside the window began to lighten, the thick fog gradually thinned, and the figures of the strange bats disappeared one after another into the dawn.

Nothing happened.

There was no knocking, no eerie old man, and no giant bat.

There wasn't even a proper attack.

Su Mu leaned against the wall, holding the M500 loaded with bullets in his hand, staring sullenly at the gradually brightening sky outside the window.

We have the bullets.

We have the gun.

As a result, they didn't come.

He glanced down at the pistol on his knee, then at the mountain of bullets at his feet, and his lips twitched.

In the end, he could only put the gun back in his chest holster and rub his sore neck.

Forget it.

If they don't want to come, they don't have to come.

He gathered the scattered bullets and then took out the purple professional skills book from his backpack and looked at it.

[Profession Skill Book - Gunner (Purple)]

[Job change requirement: Level 3 required.]

He's only at level 2 now, he's still a long way off.

I need to figure out a way to upgrade today.

......

I carefully put the skill book away and glanced at the pale sky outside the window.

Just as Su Mu was preparing to check what intelligence he would receive today, a message popped up.

Zhou Zhenguo.

He clicked on the message, but instead of answering his question from the previous night, the other person first asked, "Is something wrong on your end?"

Su Mu paused, his brow furrowing slightly. "You think something's wrong here?"

Zhou Zhenguo did not answer directly, but instead continued talking to himself: "Last night... many people died."

Su Mu glanced at the number of people in the upper right corner of the channel.

Since last night, the number of deaths has decreased by about thirty. This is not a small number under normal circumstances, but compared to the hundreds of deaths that occurred yesterday and the night before, this number seems somewhat... calm.

He didn't interrupt, waiting for the other person to continue.

"Of the more than sixty people in our team who escaped from the explosion yesterday," Zhou Zhenguo sent the message slowly, as if carefully choosing each word. "Overnight, more than twenty have disappeared. Almost half."

Su Mu frowned even more deeply.

More than sixty people died, and more than twenty died in one night. This ratio is far higher than the channel's overall mortality rate, which is abnormal.

"Is it that thing?" The first thing that came to Su Mu's mind was the thing that Zhou Zhenguo had told him about last night, since that was the only abnormal thing.

"It must be him..."

"Have you seen that thing?" Su Mu asked.

There was a few seconds of silence on the other end, then a message was sent, the words conveying a fierce, clenched-teeth tone:

"No. I wish it would come. Unfortunately... it never did."

Su Mu frowned: "Then how can you be sure it was it that did it?"

This time the silence lasted even longer.

After waiting for almost half a minute, Zhou Zhenguo replied: "Because after seeing that thing yesterday, everyone is very vigilant. Only a very few people didn't take it seriously. I check on everyone's situation every now and then, and I've discovered a pattern... Basically, every half hour or so, one person on our side dies."

He paused, then sent another message:

"I went through the chat history; before they died, they all heard a knock on the door. But strangely, not everyone who heard the knock died. I compared the different scenarios... it seems that those who turned their heads to look after hearing the knock were fine. But those who had their backs to the sound..."

He didn't continue.

Su Mu stared at these words, a slight chill running down his spine.

With their backs turned.

He remembered that in the early hours of the morning, he was facing away from the car, only turning towards the door after waking up. The moment he heard the knock, he opened his eyes and stared at the door.

So that thing didn't get in?

"Is your prediction accurate?" Su Mu asked.

"No," Zhou Zhenguo said. "Because last night I kept trying... I forced myself to turn my back to that voice, trying to draw it out. But nothing happened."

Su Mu was stunned.

Knowing full well that turning your back might cause trouble, why would you deliberately turn your back?

"Are you crazy?" he couldn't help but ask.

"Only by luring it out can we kill it." Zhou Zhenguo's message was as cold and hard as iron. "Since we have to face it sooner or later, we might as well do it sooner. Otherwise, more people in the team will die. And they won't have any chance... but I do."

Su Mu fell silent.

He recalled the time Zhou Zhenguo hadn't replied to his messages in the middle of the night. It turned out the other person hadn't fallen asleep; instead, he had been facing away from the door, waiting in the darkness for that thing to come in.

He didn't know how to evaluate this behavior.

Foolish? Brave? Or stubborn?

But at least, he won't do that.

"That's not right." Su Mu suddenly realized something. "If it only kills your people, how do you explain the knocking I heard on the door?"

He heard it last night too. And it wasn't just him... Although his arrows didn't hit any targets, the quiver fired automatically, which means there was definitely something within range.

"That's what I wanted to tell you too," Zhou Zhenguo replied slowly. "This matter... might have been caused by me."

"What do you mean?"

"I've analyzed it. That thing probably targets others by recognizing them. Anyone who has seen it becomes its target. Last night I asked other people in the channel who hadn't seen it... and none of them heard a knock."

He paused. "But you heard it. And Lin Yuwei too."

Su Mu's fingers paused.

"So, it's because you told me what it looks like? Does that count?" Su Mu found it somewhat absurd, but it wasn't impossible in this world.