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

The next day.

Su Wan and Liu Yanni took a long time to get out of bed.

The two entered the restroom one after the other, one pressing his lower back and the other rubbing his chin, neither of them saying a word.

Wang Wei leaned against the headboard, a slight smile playing on his lips.

Judging from their performance last night, Su Wan and Liu Yanni have not yet adapted to the disaster.

The two of them were still somewhat resentful about Liu Yuemei's death.

They still retain a pre-apocalyptic mindset—compassion, kindness, and a soft heart.

These things are the root cause of honest people suffering losses in times of peace and prosperity.

Now—it's a death knell.

"I'm doing this for their own good," he murmured to himself.

Unfortunately, no one understood his good intentions.

A moment later, Su Wan and Liu Yanni went into the kitchen to prepare breakfast.

It was supposed to be breakfast, but it was actually close to noon.

However, neither of them had much of an appetite.

With Wang Wei, there's one meal before bed and one meal upon waking, so he never feels hungry.

Liu Yanni rubbed her aching chin and complained in a low voice, "It would be better if there was one more person."

Su Wan paused in her movements.

The two exchanged a glance and tacitly agreed not to continue the topic.

Before the meal was ready, Wang Wei, idly leaning against the bed, started the camera again.

The entire city of Jiangnan is laid out before you.

Last time, more than 3,000 people in Jiangnan City awakened in one go, but since then, no one has awakened again.

Most people are still holed up in basements.

Wang Wei's gaze swept over those faces and stopped in front of a building.

Liu Zhiqiang was playing with his son in the living room.

After he awakened, he moved out of the basement and into a three-bedroom apartment.

The little boy was hugging a worn-out doll and laughing happily.

This is the most direct manifestation of the end times.

Strength is the foundation of everything.

Wang Wei's gaze lingered briefly before shifting elsewhere.

Although most ordinary people are still crowded in underground parking garages, at least they are still alive.

"what?"

He suddenly paused, startled.

On the outskirts of Jiangnan City, more than a hundred people were walking towards the city center.

Their bodies were covered by a faint protective shield of supernatural power, which barely withstood the aftershocks of the thunderstorm.

A group of low-level superhumans.

There are D-rank, E-rank, and even a few awakened individuals who don't even qualify as ranks.

Wang Wei's gaze narrowed slightly.

This group had a clear goal; after entering the city, they headed straight in one direction.

However, after entering the city, the group stopped all at once after walking a short distance.

Zhao Lie appeared in front of the group.

"Who are you?" Zhao Lie asked, scrutinizing them.

Zhao Lie was also somewhat puzzled.

What are these low-level superpowered individuals doing here?

"We...are looking for Wang Wei," one of them said in a low voice.

"You know Wang Wei?" Zhao Lie was taken aback.

The group of superhumans all nodded.

Come with me.

Although the person who spoke earlier had a strange accent, Zhao Lie didn't think much of it.

Since we're looking for Wang Wei, we might as well do him a favor.

"Looking for me?"

But Wang Wei was certain he didn't know these people.

A slight smile played on his lips, and a hint of amusement flashed in his eyes.

"interesting."

Wang Wei lazily dressed and walked out of the bedroom.

Just then, Su Wan and her companion came out of the kitchen carrying the food.

"You're right on time." Su Wan put down her chopsticks. "Dinner's ready."

"No rush," Wang Wei smiled. "We have guests. Let's go out and see."

"guest?"

Su Wan and Liu Yanni exchanged a glance, both somewhat surprised.

However, the two did not ask any further questions and followed Wang Wei out.

The three walked out of Building 1.

Zhao Lie happened to appear at the entrance of the residential area with his group of people.

When Zhao Lie saw Wang Wei, he was taken aback at first, then gave a wry smile.

It seems Wang Wei already knew.

"These people are here to see you," Zhao Lie said, turning to leave.

But he had only taken a few steps when he suddenly stopped.

When the group of people behind him saw Wang Wei, they didn't say a word and rushed at him.

Zhao Lie's pupils contracted.

Wang Wei frowned slightly as he watched the group rushing towards him, and casually activated his Insight skill.

【Name】：Inoue-kun

Age: 52

[Special Ability]: D-Rank Shadow

[Affiliation]: Member of the Sun Cult in Peninsula City, Island Nation

Purpose: To come and die.

[Note]: Instigated by the Sun Cult, intending to frame the host.

"Sending someone to their death? Framed?"

Wang Wei paused for a moment, then a slight smile appeared on his lips.

A gifted individual from an island nation who offered himself up?

Is this for real?

He didn't have time to think—the group of people had already rushed in front of him.

Su Wan and Liu Yanni were so frightened that they backed away, their faces turning pale.

however--

The person at the very front suddenly went limp when he was still a meter away from Wang Wei.

It was as if an invisible hand had drained all his strength.

Then,

the second,

The third,

the fourth,

.......

They fell like stalks of wheat being cut down, one after another.

There were no screams, no struggles, and not even any warning signs.

In just a few seconds, more than a hundred corpses were piled up on the ground.

"Killed a D-level ability user, gained 10 safety points."

"Killed an E-level ability user, gained 5 safety points."

"Killed an E-level ability user, gained 5 safety points."

"..."

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

He glanced at the remaining safe points—

The original score was 722 points, but now it has become 1447 points.

The safe house is enough for two more upgrades.

Wang Wei nodded in satisfaction.

Even a small fly is still meat; little by little, it adds up.

Zhao Lie stood there, stunned, unable to come to his senses for a long time.

He looked at the corpses scattered on the ground, then at Wang Wei, his face filled with disbelief.

"What...what are they doing?"

"Who knows?" Wang Wei shrugged nonchalantly. "If anyone else comes, just bring them over."

Zhao Lie's pupils contracted slightly: "Someone else is coming?"

Wang Wei smiled, a smile that carried a hint of meaning: "Don't worry, I will."

Since someone had kindly delivered a safe place to his door, he naturally couldn't let their kindness go to waste.

As for framing?

Wang Wei glanced down at the pile of corpses, a hint of disdain flashing in his eyes.

Does he care?

"I'm afraid this is a trap." Zhao Lie's expression was grave.

Wang Wei ignored him completely and turned to look at Su Wan and Liu Yanni.

The two were completely terrified.

More than a hundred people died right before my eyes, without even a scream.

Su Wan's face was deathly pale, her lips trembled, and she wanted to say something but couldn't make a sound.

Liu Yanni remained relatively calm, but her hands were shaking violently.

"Go back," Wang Wei said, offering no words of comfort.

Some things they need to adapt to on their own.

No one else can help.

Su Wan and Liu Yanni supported each other as they walked back unsteadily.

Zhao Lie was left standing there, bewildered.

He glanced at the pile of corpses, then at Wang Wei's departing figure, and his lips twitched.

"What kind of mess is this...?"

He muttered a complaint under his breath and turned to leave.

At that moment, Wang Wei's voice drifted out from inside the building.

"Clean up that trash."