I chose the safe house, and the Human Alliance regretted it.

However, there are things you can't simply choose not to watch.

Zhou Yao and the four women were still within the safe house area.

Every movement of Zhou Yao's finger was under Wang Wei's perception.

He could teleport and change the shape of the safe house, moving the side bedroom out of the safe house's boundaries.

However, for the safety of the five people, Wang Wei ultimately did not do so.

Anyway... it won't hurt to look at it.

The conversation lasted for more than an hour before Zhou Yao walked out, still feeling unsatisfied.

After the four women finished washing up.

She then led them into the kitchen.

Inside the master bedroom, Wang Wei gained a great deal and benefited immensely.

"So that's how 'Lala's' are done..."

Wang Wei's tone carried a sense of "I've learned something new."

Suddenly, he turned to look out the window.

"You've set off so soon?"

Under the spotlight, Chen Junjie, Zhao Lie, and more than a dozen S-level ability users from Jiangnan City, plus hundreds of A-level users,

The group set off under the cover of dusk, flying towards the north of the city.

Judging from this direction, we should be heading towards Lin'an Town.

Just then— "Wait, Fatty!"

Li Pangzi's voice rang out over Jiangnan City.

Three figures flew out of his villa and chased after the main force.

Wang Wei watched the group disappear into Jiangnan City before turning his gaze away.

Currently, some of the S-level superhumans in Jiangnan City are systematically practicing traditional martial arts techniques.

Another group followed Chen Junjie and Zhao Lie to kill foreign superhumans and earn them safety points.

In this way, Chen Junjie's reputation as a prophet can also spread throughout the Dragon Kingdom.

In addition, eight overseas supernatural ability organizations, including the Astrology Society, reached an agreement with him to spread the news of Chen Junjie's god-level supernatural abilities.

Now, we just have to wait for time to tell.

Chen Junjie's reputation as a prophet will soon be confirmed.

Everything is proceeding according to his plan.

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Under the cover of night, hundreds of figures sped through the rain of blood.

Chen Junjie and Zhao Lie were at the very front of the group.

Further behind was Fatty Li, flanked by two S-class female superhumans protecting him.

Finally came the main force of superhumans, hundreds of them flying at breakneck speed, their superpowers keeping the blood rain at bay, tearing the dark red rain curtain into countless fragments.

As time went by, a remote town came into view.

Lin'an Town, which had a population of over 20,000 before the disaster, is now like a dead city, without a single light or bark.

Without Chen Junjie giving any instructions, the group rushed directly to the only abandoned chemical plant in the north of the town.

Chen Junjie took the lead, landing on the roof of the chemical plant. His boots made a dull sound as they stepped on the rusted iron sheets.

Before they even landed, a stench mixed with blood rain assaulted their senses.

Several A-level ability users instinctively covered their noses.

Zhao Lie frowned.

He closed his eyes, and his supernatural power spread out—his lightning perception swept across every corner of the entire town.

There was no sign of life.

There wasn't a single living person in the entire town of Lin'an.

"No need to investigate anymore." Chen Junjie's voice was icy. "Everyone in this town is here."

Upon hearing this, a fierce glint flashed in everyone's eyes.

They're not stupid—a small town of 20,000 people, and not a single living person.

Those foreign superhumans are treating the townspeople as food!

As planned, the group of superhumans quickly took up positions in all directions, completely surrounding the chemical plant.

Without saying a word, Zhao Lie made the first move.

He slammed his palm down on the factory building below, crackling with lightning.

"boom--"

The huge factory roof was shattered instantly, with sheet metal flying everywhere and debris flying all over the place.

The scene inside was revealed—everyone gasped.

Inside the factory was a huge mass grave.

It was about seven or eight meters deep and more than twenty or thirty meters in diameter, with piles of bones at the bottom.

The bones had been cleaned thoroughly, and gleamed eerily in the pale lightning.

Some bones still had dark red meat strands attached, indicating that they had just been removed.

The pit walls were soaked in blood, turning a dark reddish-brown color, like dried lava.

The air was thick with the stench of decay and blood, mixed with the smell of blood rain, making one's stomach churn.

"These bastards!" Zhao Lie's eyes widened in anger.

He gathered lightning in his hand, transforming it into a dazzling ball of lightning, and slammed it down onto the ground.

"boom--"

With a loud bang, dust flew up, and a large hole was blasted open in the ground, revealing an underground space.

That was the original basement of the chemical plant, which was converted into a hiding place by foreign superhumans.

"Whoosh—whoosh—whoosh—"

The sound of something cutting through the air rang out rapidly.

Inside the underground space, the group of foreign superhumans, seeing that their hiding place had been discovered, stopped hiding and all rushed out.

Seventeen S-rank and one hundred A-rank, no more and no less, they're all here.

They stood at the edge of the mass grave, each with a different expression.

The eyes of all seventeen S-class ability users from overseas were fixed on Zhao Lie.

They vaguely sensed that this man, whose body was covered in lightning, was the strongest fighter in the area.

The leader was a bald, burly man with a coiled venomous snake tattooed on his neck, its forked tongue extending from his collarbone to his ear.

He spoke in broken Chinese, his voice hoarse: "Why fight and kill over some food?"

He spread his hands, saying nonchalantly, "At worst, we'll just leave the Dragon Kingdom. We've finished eating... so let's go and not cause you any trouble."

Zhao Lie's pupils suddenly contracted.

"Food?" Zhao Lie's voice was forced out from deep in his throat. "You call people from the Dragon Kingdom 'food'?"

The bald, burly man shrugged, a grin spreading across his face. "A catastrophe, you know. Survival isn't easy. Cannibalism is normal."

"Don't you Chinese also have a saying—'exchanging children to eat'? We just ate them for you."

Upon hearing this, all seventeen S-class ability users laughed simultaneously.

Laughter echoed above the mass grave, like the howling of a pack of hyenas.

Chen Junjie stood on the roof, looking down at them.

His expression remained unchanged, but his fingers trembled slightly at his sides.

"You—" he began, his voice not loud, but clearly reaching everyone's ears, "Damn it!"

The bald, burly man looked up and glanced at him.

He couldn't sense Chen Junjie's level of superpower.

What's there to be afraid of in someone who doesn't even have any supernatural abilities?

"What?" He tilted his head, his tone defiant. "Are you going to bite me?"

Chen Junjie did not answer. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

"Prophet," Zhao Lie said softly, "I'll do it."

"No need." Chen Junjie opened his eyes. "You all step back."

Everyone was taken aback.

"Step back." Chen Junjie's voice left no room for argument.

Zhao Lie opened his mouth, but in the end, he led everyone back dozens of meters.

More than three hundred people were suspended in mid-air, watching Chen Junjie stand alone on the roof, facing seventeen S-class and one hundred A-class.

The bald, burly man laughed, doubled over with laughter: "You Chinese are really something. Sending an ordinary person to their death?"

He raised his hand, and a dark ball of energy condensed at his fingertips: "Then I'll start with you as an appetizer."

The energy ball shot out of his hand, tearing through the air and hurtling straight at Chen Junjie's face.

Chen Junjie did not move.

The energy ball stopped three meters away from him.

It wasn't blocked, it stopped.

It was as if an invisible hand had pressed the pause button.

The energy ball hovered in mid-air, motionless, even the patterns on its surface had solidified.

The bald, muscular man's pupils suddenly contracted.

The next second, the energy ball exploded.

It wasn't an explosion, it dissipated—like smoke blown away by the wind, silent and without a trace, leaving nothing behind.

"You—" The bald, burly man took a step back.

Chen Junjie raised his hand.

The bald, muscular man froze.

His eyes widened suddenly, and his mouth opened, but no sound came out.

Then--

"Pfft—"

The burly man was covered in blood and flesh, with only his skeleton exposed!

"Pfft, pfft, pfft—"

One by one.

Seventeen S-rank and one hundred A-rank soldiers exploded.

In seconds, they were all reduced to skeletons!

Dead silence.

The blood rain continued to fall, striking the skeleton below with a soft, crackling sound.

More than three hundred superhumans from Jiangnan City hovered in mid-air, their mouths open, but no sound came out.

Chen Junjie stood on the roof, his clothes perfectly still and his hair perfectly combed.

Zhao Lie opened his mouth as if to say something, but then swallowed it back.

As he watched Chen Junjie's retreating figure, he suddenly realized that this young man was different from before.

Fatty Li hid behind two female superhumans.

"Holy crap..." he muttered to himself, "This kid... is he fucking god-level?"

No one answered him.

After a long silence, Chen Junjie slowly descended from the ceiling and walked to the edge of the mass grave.

He looked at the piles of white bones in the pit.

"Burn it," he said. "Let them rest in peace."

Zhao Lie nodded and raised his hand.

The lightning transformed into a sea of ​​fire, engulfing the entire mass grave.

.......

Living room of Building 1, Jinxiu Tiancheng Residential Complex.

Wang Wei leaned back on the sofa, picked up his water glass, and took a sip.

Under the reflection, everything that happened in Lin'an Town was clearly visible.

Chen Junjie's killing of the superhuman was certainly not something he did on his own.

Wang Wei used the teleportation ability of the safe house to cover the area where the seventeen S-level and one hundred A-level units were located.

A series of notification sounds rang in Wang Wei's mind:

"Killed an S-class ability user, gained 1000 safety points."

"Killed an S-class ability user, gained 1000 safety points."

……

"Killed an A-level ability user, gained 200 safety points."

"Killed an A-level ability user, gained 200 safety points."

Seventeen S-rank items, 17,000 points. One hundred A-rank items, 20,000 points.

A total of 37,000 safety points.

It may not be much, but little by little it adds up.

Moreover, this is just the beginning.