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

As soon as Qian Mengxun finished speaking, dozens of members of the Sun Cult stood still, none of them uttering a word.

Thunder rumbled across the sky, yet the atmosphere above the ruins was deathly still.

The man in the lead remained silent for a long time before slowly nodding.

"Qianmeng Xunsang... how would you like to collaborate?"

Qian Mengxun smiled sweetly, but the smile seemed somewhat unsettling to the man.

"I can provide sufficient supplies to the remaining people of your island nation," Qian Mengxun said calmly.

The dozens of Sun Cult members around him were delighted upon hearing this.

The people of their island nation did not all die; many are still alive.

If resources can be obtained, then more people will have the hope of awakening their superpowers!

Not all countries have sufficient food reserves like China.

The tiny island nation was already in dire need of supplies shortly after the disaster struck.

"What are the conditions?" the man asked, his voice low. "What do we need to do?"

The man in the lead wasn't stupid; there's no such thing as a free lunch.

For Qian Mengxun to offer such conditions, the price he has to pay must be considerable.

Qian Mengxun smiled, "I need a group of low-level superhumans."

"Low-level ability users?" The man frowned. "What would you need low-level ability users for? How many do you need?"

Upon hearing this, Qian Mengxun knew she had achieved her goal and said smugly, "The more the merrier. As for the objective—"

She paused, a meaningful smile curving her lips.

"Sending them to their deaths."

Upon hearing this, the expressions of the dozens of superhumans from the Sun Cult on the other side all changed.

"What?" The man's gaze sharpened, and he roared, "What do you mean by that?"

"Getting impatient?" Qian Mengxun's lips curled into a sneer. "You think I don't know? You've already started using people as food reserves."

The man's face instantly turned ugly, but he did not deny it.

"Don't worry, it's not just you," Qian Mengxun continued casually, "your neighbors are also under the same conditions."

"Who told you to look so much like people from the Dragon Kingdom?" She smoothed her hair, her tone carrying a hint of disdain.

The leading man stared intently at Qian Mengxun, remaining silent.

Qian Mengxun changed the subject, "Don't worry, the first batch will only need to provide a thousand D-level and E-level ability users."

Upon hearing this, the leading man hesitated for a moment.

D-level and E-level are the lowest-level superpowers, so they won't have a significant impact on their overall strength.

"Someone will bring supplies tomorrow." Qian Mengxun clearly wouldn't give him much time to think. "Remember to prepare the goods."

After saying this, Qian Mengxun leaped away.

Wang Qiang quickly followed.

-

Not long after the two left, Wang Qiang sped up and arrived at Qian Mengxun's side in mid-air.

"Meng Xun, what do you need that garbage for?"

Qian Mengxun glanced at him. "This is the big gift I prepared for Wang Wei."

"Huh?" Wang Qiang was taken aback, then asked bluntly, "You gave him a gift?"

Qian Mengxun did not answer directly, but slowed down and looked at the gray sky in the distance.

"Doesn't Wang Wei need a superhuman to enhance his abilities?" Her voice gradually turned cold. "Then I'll lend him a hand."

Wang Qiang frowned. "You helped him improve his strength?"

Qian Mengxun glanced at him with disdain, her eyes looking at him as if he were a clueless idiot.

"Tell me—what if everyone in the Dragon Kingdom knew that Wang Wei was devouring the Dragon Kingdom's own superhumans to increase his strength?"

Wang Qiang was taken aback, and subconsciously said, "That's not the Sun Cult of Japan—"

He stopped before he could finish speaking.

"You mean... frame me?"

"It's not a frame-up." Qian Mengxun shook her head, her smile growing wider.

"It's true."

Her voice was soft, but every word was like a sharp knife.

"Wang Wei killed a superhuman from China with his own hands," Qian Mengxun said softly. "As for whether he was from Japan or China—who cares to tell the difference?"

"A steady stream of superhumans with Chinese features died at Wang Wei's hands."

"In front of Wang Wei lay the corpses of batches of superhumans from China."

"Do you think he can get away with this?"

Qian Mengxun spoke faster and faster, her eyes growing brighter and brighter.

Wang Wei requested an S-rank rating from the alliance, which clearly indicates that there are certain requirements for him to improve his abilities.

Then give him some garbage, something tasteless to eat but a pity to throw away.

It will achieve its goal without significantly increasing his strength...

Qianqian Mengxun said softly:

"What will the superpowered individuals from China do to him then? What will happen to the superpowered individuals from abroad when they learn that Wang Wei possesses precognitive abilities and can increase his strength by devouring other superpowered individuals?"

Upon hearing this, Wang Qiang gasped.

However, he still hesitated and said, "But... if Wang Wei comes forward to clarify..."

"Clarify?" Qian Mengxun chuckled lightly, her laughter carrying an almost morbid sense of exhilaration.

"You don't understand Wang Wei at all."

She slowed down, as if recalling something.

"He's selfish and arrogant to the core. He wouldn't even bother to look at anyone else, so why would he bother explaining himself to everyone?"

He will ignore it. He will think that the innocent will clear themselves.

Qian Mengxun's lips curled up, "But it is this arrogance that will become the last straw that breaks the camel's back."

Wang Qiang remained silent for a moment, then suddenly shivered.

He finally saw through Qian Mengxun's entire plan—

Have the Sun Cult provide low-level superhumans and send them to Jiangnan City.

In order to improve his strength, Wang Wei will definitely kill these "foreign superhumans".

After killing him, Qian Mengxun took the opportunity to leave evidence and spread the news that Wang Wei was devouring superhumans from the Dragon Kingdom to increase his strength.

At that time, Wang Wei will become the public enemy of all superhumans in China, and also a thorn in the side of superhumans from abroad.

This is an open conspiracy with no solution.

Wang Wei did indeed kill those people.

Because Wang Wei does indeed need a superhuman to enhance his strength.

Because Wang Wei—cannot defend himself.

Throughout the entire process, Qian Mengxun never had a direct confrontation with Wang Wei.

"Brilliant!" Wang Qiang exclaimed sincerely. "Truly brilliant."

"But," he hesitated, "Wang Wei is invincible in his domain. Even so, what can anyone do against him?"

Qian Mengxun gave him a disdainful look, as if she were looking at an idiot.

"As long as he's isolated, the supplies he's stockpiled will eventually run out." Her voice carried a hint of satisfaction. "And when he's forced to come out and find supplies—"

She paused, a hint of madness flashing in her eyes.

"That's his death day!"

Qian Mengxun spoke the last sentence with great ease, each word seeming to burst forth from her chest.

Looking at her face, Wang Qiang felt a chill run down his spine.

"Hehe, brilliant!" he chuckled. "How come I never thought of that?"

Qian Mengxun did not respond, but simply increased her speed.

The corners of her mouth unconsciously turned up.

She finally saw a glimmer of hope for revenge.

Wang Wei

You made me live like a dog, dependent on others.

This time, I'll ruin your reputation and make you deserted by everyone.

I also want you to die without a proper burial.

-

Amidst the ruins, the members of the Sun Cult remained standing in the same spot.

The man in the lead looked in the direction where Qian Mengxun had disappeared, a complex expression flashing in his eyes.

"Sir," a young man behind him asked in a low voice, "Do we really... want to cooperate?"

The man remained silent for a moment.

"Supplies, that's what we need." His voice was hoarse. "Thousands of low-level ability users... in exchange for the hope of our entire clan's survival."

He paused, a resolute glint in his eyes.

"worth."

He turned around and looked at the dozens of his subordinates behind him.

"Pass down the order—gather one thousand D-level and E-level ability users by tomorrow."

"Hi!"