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

Wang Wei's patience was wearing thin.

"You've come here to take Chen Junjie to the capital, haven't you?"

"That's right." Dewey looked at Wang Wei with a complicated expression and slowly nodded. "You really do know everything."

"Does he know everything?" Wang Wei sneered inwardly. "I can see everything."

However, he wouldn't say that aloud.

"It's no use you coming to me," Wang Wei said calmly. "Whether he goes or not is up to him."

Dewey's lips twitched involuntarily.

If you don't agree, can he go?

At this point, still putting on an act... are they just playing their cards openly?

Since Wang Wei was pretending to be confused, he had no choice but to cooperate.

"Okay." Dewey nodded. "Then I'll wait for him here."

"Here?" Wang Wei raised an eyebrow. "There's no room for you. Go wait in the underground living area."

Without further ado, Dewey got up and left.

When he actually entered the underground living area of ​​Jiangnan City, he suddenly stopped in his tracks.

Compared to the underground cities of the other five bases, this place is simply appalling.

Dewey felt as if something was blocking his throat, and he couldn't speak for a long time.

He took a deep breath and stepped inside.

In the underground living area, the superhumans of Jiangnan City recognized him.

However, everyone watched from a distance, and no one went up to say hello.

Du Wei represents the league, and the league and Wang Wei are irreconcilable enemies.

Dewey didn't care and walked past the residential areas where ordinary people lived one by one.

Soon, his attention was drawn to a group of people.

Here, Zhou Yao is having an interview.

"name?"

"Li Xiaoran".

"age?"

"Twenty-one."

"Three-dimensional?"

"88, 62, 90."

Zhou Yao was taken aback.

Such a standard? The golden waist-to-hip ratio!

"What talents do you have?" she asked again.

"Ethnic dance and traditional opera," Li Xiaoran responded softly.

Zhou Yao's eyes lit up: "A pole dancing party?"

Li Xiaoran blushed and shook her head.

However, seemingly afraid of being eliminated, she added quietly, "I can learn."

Zhou Yao nodded slowly, looking at the three lists in her hand with a conflicted expression.

The three people she chose:

One of them is Li Xiaoran;

Another one is a minor, third-tier celebrity;

The last one was a young woman whose husband had died.

Zhou Yao has her own understanding.

Men are all like Cao Mengde (a famous Chinese writer), they like this kind of thing.

Besides, young married women are great.

If you pat her bottom, she knows to turn over; if you lie down, she knows to sit up; if you stand up, she knows to kneel down.

Unlike some naive and innocent girls who only ask silly questions like, "Why did you spank her?"

"Never mind, take them all." Zhou Yao was too lazy to choose one of the three.

Just then, Dewey walked over.

"What are you doing?" Dewey frowned.

Zhou Yao was taken aback and asked, "Who are you?"

Dewey looked at Zhou Yao and said in a deep voice, "Dewey."

Zhou Yao shook her head: "Sorry, I only choose women, not men."

Huang Jiahao, standing to the side, tried his best not to laugh.

"Who gave you permission to select people like this?" Dewey asked in a deep voice.

Zhou Yao blinked, realizing that this person was not simple.

She immediately called for reinforcements: "Wang Wei."

Dewey's gaze sharpened.

Zhou Yao was momentarily confused about Du Wei's identity, so she changed her mind and said, "Never mind, let's go back first."

As she spoke, she prepared to leave with her four young wives.

The young actress and the young woman who were chosen became anxious: "What's wrong? We finally got selected!"

"Who are you?" "What's it to you?"

Dewey took a deep breath: "This kind of thing—"

"Shut up!" the young star interrupted Dewey before he could finish. "What time is it? Are you trying to talk to me about morality and law?"

"Exactly!" the young woman exclaimed, her eyes wide with anger.

"Before the catastrophe, there were countless powerful and wealthy people—bankers, school administrators—keeping mistresses. Now, at a time like this, what the hell are you spouting!"

Li Xiaoran couldn't get a word in edgewise, but she nodded frantically.

She didn't want to miss this opportunity either.

Dewey was speechless for a moment.

Faced with the two women who were practically shrewish, he didn't know how to refute them.

The key point is that what they said was true.

"Wait for me!" The young woman hurriedly chased after her, with the young star close behind.

Li Xiaoran also lowered her head and followed.

The living room of Building 1, Jinxiu Tiancheng Residential Complex.

Wang Wei's lips curled into a slight smile.

Unexpectedly, Dewey was rendered speechless by the two women's barrage of criticism.

He certainly deserved it—the league could have done better, and should have done better.

Unfortunately, of the six bases, only Jiangnan City was abandoned.

Zhou Yao led the three people she had chosen back to the residential area, but instead of taking them directly to Wang Wei's place, she took them to the neighbor's place next door.

Although these three people each have their own unique characteristics, they have been underground for some time and need to be properly cleaned and dressed up.

Zhou Yao nodded with satisfaction as night fell.

But when she looked at the three women, especially Li Xiaoran, her face showed pain and reluctance.

She likes such a good woman too.

However, in order to protect himself, he had no choice but to give it away.

Zhou Yao led her entourage into the living room.

"Li Xiaoran." "Xu Qi." "Jia Mingyuan."

As soon as the three people gave their names, hundreds of whooshing sounds rang out from outside the residential area.

"Brother Wang, we're back!" Fatty Li's loud voice was always the first to ring out.

Zhou Yao, being very sensible, pulled the group aside.

Immediately afterwards, Chen Junjie, Fatty Li, and Zhao Lie walked in.

"Haha, Brother Wang!" Fatty Li exclaimed excitedly as he approached, "You have no idea how powerful I've been these past few days..."

His voice suddenly stopped, and his face turned pale instantly.

The next second, Zhao Lie's crotch bulged out!

"Holy crap—" Fatty Li froze for three seconds, then looked anxiously at Zhao Lie's crotch, "You fucking stole my superpower!"

As he spoke, Fatty Li was about to fight Zhao Lie to the death.

In contrast, Zhao Lie looked delighted.

Putting aside everything else, no man wouldn't like this superpower alone.

Although he didn't know what was going on, it was a fantastic thing!

However, Zhao Lie's happiness was short-lived.

Immediately afterwards, he felt his partial supernatural power disappear again.

Li Pangzi, who had just rushed over, suddenly stopped.

"What happened?" he asked, still shaken, looking at Wang Wei.

If we're talking about who's most likely to be here, it's Wang Wei.

However, Wang Wei simply smiled and offered no explanation.

Energy transfer—deprivation, transfer, or repossession—is merely a matter of a single thought for him.

Chen Junjie, bewildered by the two men's erratic behavior, stepped forward, intending to report on the past few days, when he heard Wang Wei say:

"Dewey's here. The league wants you to take charge in Beijing. Are you going?"

Chen Junjie was taken aback.

He was silent for a moment.

"Go," Chen Junjie said earnestly. "If I can use the power of the alliance, I can save more people."

Wang Wei looked at Chen Junjie, into his eyes that were devoid of any selfish motives.

"Okay." He nodded slowly. "Do it your way."

He paused, then said softly, "Dewey is in Jiangnan City right now. When you arrive in the capital, there's something I need you to do for me."

"Yes." Chen Junjie nodded seriously. "I'll go find Dewey right away."

With that, he turned and walked out without delay.

Wang Wei watched Chen Junjie's retreating figure with a complex expression.

This fool is just like me back then.

Savior? Prophet?

It's just a more advanced tool.

He looked away and then at Fatty Li and Zhao Lie.

Chen Junjie is gone, but before disaster strikes, we still need to hunt down foreign superhumans as much as possible to earn safe points.

Just then—

"Um..." Zhao Lie suddenly spoke up in a low voice, rubbing his hands together, "Fatty, how about we switch our abilities?"

Fatty Li glared:

"Change your mother's wall!"