The Extraordinary Life of a Certain American Comic...

Chapter 90 A Big Gain, a Surge in Extraordinary Points (2/15, Please Subscribe!!)

Ten minutes later.

Captain Powell, along with his fully armed SWAT team, followed Locke in a large, undisguised procession toward the Vampire Building with its doors wide open.

Captain Powell frowned as he looked at Locke, who was dressed in a suit and tie, and couldn't help but ask again.

"Are you sure you don't want a bulletproof vest?"

"Need not."

"I trust you."

Locke calmly addressed Captain Powell, "You are the main force. Once inside, do not act on your own."

Captain Powell looked at Locke's trusting eyes, said nothing, and simply nodded heavily.

"clear."

"Let's go in and meet them."

Locke smiled slightly, and then, along with Captain Powell, one on the left and one behind, almost simultaneously stepped into the lobby of the Vampire Building, which was almost empty and quiet like a ghost town.

The special police officers following behind the two entered in single file.

Just as the last special operations team member walked in,

The building's shutters were closed.

Boom!

Boom, boom, boom!

The steel plates on the building's windows crashed down, and even the heavy steel plates on the doors behind them fell down.

In that foggy place.

The building, which was once as bright as day inside, began to darken rapidly, until it was pitch black.

but..-.

Locke and the others were already prepared.

Captain Powell calmly gave the order.

"Put on night vision goggles."

"clear."

"Yes."

"Screw it!"

"Jesus Christ!"

The moment the SWAT officers put on their night vision goggles and turned them on, they saw the previously empty corridors on the second and third floors of the building.

Suddenly, a huge, densely packed group of people appeared.

They are vampires.

Numerous vampires, appearing severely malnourished and of various skin colors, silently and motionless appeared at the railings on the second and third floors when the building lights were turned off, staring at them with their green eyes.

Just then.

Accompanied by the sound of surging electricity, Quinn's voice then rang out inside the building.

Locke Underwood.

"—.Quinn!"

Locke looked in the direction of the voice and said with a smile, "An old friend has arrived. Aren't you going to show up and greet me? I should have come to you."

Quinn chuckled.

"Mr. Underwood is now admitting we're old friends?"

"certainly."

Locke smiled and said, "Once is stranger, twice is familiar; aren't we old friends?"

Quinn spoke softly.

"But I don't want to be friends with you anymore."

That's such a pity.

Upon hearing this, Locke sighed and shook his head: "Actually, we can try being friends."

"I have no interest in being friends with a dead man." Quinn sneered directly, "You have a path to heaven but choose not to take it, you have no way to hell but choose to come here yourself, Locke Underwood, you delivered yourself to my doorstep."

next second.

Without hesitation, Quinn, who was in the underground vampire base, issued an attack order to the vampire army above.

"Kill them."

"hiss!"

"Hehehe!"

Countless vampires on the second and third floors, upon receiving this command, had their green eyes glow even brighter. Accompanied by roars and eerie laughter, they all stepped over the railings and pounced on Locke and the others in the lobby on the first floor.

But just as these vampires pounced down...

Plop!

The fire sprinklers in the lobby suddenly started.

Not just in the lobby, but all the fire sprinklers in every corner of the entire building turned on in response.

The rain was pouring down like a torrential downpour.

only.

This water was water, yet it wasn't water at all. It was sacred water, symbolizing God and light, that Jack, disguised as a firefighter, had replaced with after being requisitioned from various cathedrals in New York City that week.

Abbreviation: Holy Water.

A drop of holy water landed on the face of the first vampire to hit the ground.

At first, the vampire didn't react, and even licked the falling holy water with his tongue.

But the next second, the ferocious and grotesque expression on his face froze.

"Saint."

"ah!"

With a scream, layers of white smoke began to rise from the vampire's body.

Plop plop!

The vampire, baptized by holy water, began screaming and spontaneously combusting amidst the torrential rain.

This scream seemed to have triggered a mechanism.

That place is shrouded in mist!

Countless screams and cries of agony filled the entire hall and every corner of the building.

"what!"

"hiss!!"

"ah!!!

"Heh."

Captain Powell led the SWAT team to form a circle, while Locke, at some point, had opened a black umbrella, keeping himself dry while a faint smile played on his lips.

The vampires were screaming and wailing.

But to Locke, these screams and cries of agony sounded so pleasant, even so comforting.

After planning for so long, the harvest season has finally arrived.

At this moment.

As the vampires screamed and howled, notifications of the extraordinary points he had successfully earned from the fake order kept ringing in his mind.

The system's notification sounds were almost too slow to respond due to its high efficiency.

"Ding! 』

Gained Extraordinary Points: 1

Current Extraordinary Points: 450

"Ding! 』

"Received—"

"Ding! 』

+.....

"Ding! 』

[.—.

When Locke's order-brushing efficiency became so fast that the system notification sounds could barely keep up, the system decisively chose to activate its function.

The system stopped providing prompts and instead displayed Locke's current Extraordinary Points interface.

As one vampire after another spontaneously combusted in the rain, turning into a pile of wet ash on the ground, Locke's extraordinary points were also increasing at a visible speed.

It jumped from 450 to 480 in just a few seconds, in the blink of an eye, and then the number became 500 again.

The speed was astonishing.

Locke watched his extraordinary points rapidly increasing in his field of vision, and he was so excited that he couldn't help but tremble all over.

Quinn was also trembling.

Unlike Locke, who trembled with happiness, Quinn trembled as he watched the vampire army being wiped out in various places on the big screen.

Holy water deals area-of-effect damage.

Wherever there is a fire sprinkler, there is holy water, and vampires are attacked by the holy water.

Even in places without fire sprinklers, the holy water is sprayed and collects on the ground.

A vampire who had already hidden under the table looked terrified as he watched the holy water flow to his feet.

And then, that was it.

Damn it.

"Damn it."

"Why didn't I think of fire sprinklers?"

"Fuck!"

As Quinn watched the large screen, he saw how the vampire army he had created from captured homeless people, which he had poured almost all his blood into these past few days, was completely annihilated by Locke with minimal effort, leaving Quinn utterly defenseless.

Locke is now happily on the verge of losing his guard.

After the holy water spraying stopped for nearly ten minutes, the holy water flowing in the hall, corridors, and even various rooms was covered with not only damp ash but also countless sharp teeth.

Locke looked at the extraordinary points he now possessed and swallowed hard.

too much.

Too much.

Current Extraordinary Points: 730

In ten minutes, nearly 350 points were credited directly to my account.

This is astonishing efficiency.

For a fleeting moment, Locke considered temporarily withdrawing, giving Quinn another week to develop, and then returning the following week to reap the rewards.

Anyway, it's a win-win situation.

The streets of New York City are clean again, there are no homeless people, a win.

Locke can earn a stable amount of extraordinary points by repeatedly placing orders and winning once.

Win-win!

At most, it will be Quinn who cries and the major cathedrals in New York City who will cry.

"hehe."

"Hahaha!"

Just then, Quinn's voice rang out again.

Powell frowned upon hearing the laughter.

"Is he insane?"

"Who knows?"

Locke shrugged.

Whether Quinn is crazy or not, he doesn't know, but Locke is happy now.

So happy!

"Fine, very well!" Quinn's voice rang out through gritted teeth, filled with resentment and barely suppressed anger: "Locke..."

Underwood, I'm waiting for you downstairs. Do you dare come?

Locke smiled.

"OK."

"Walk."

"Go up the stairs, to the twenty-seventh floor."

"quick."

Captain Powell gave the order, and the SWAT team members sprang into action, forming tactical units to protect Locke while quickly moving towards the nearby stairs.

Quinn, who was in the vampire base, watched this scene through the monitor, took a deep breath, and then turned around expressionlessly to look at the man standing next to him who was completely hidden in a black hooded coat.

"It's your turn."

"We will."

The man, who was dressed in a shady manner, said expressionlessly, "Mr. Quinn, you should also prepare your backup plan."

Quinn said in a deep voice, "My men are already preparing."

The hooded man nodded without saying a word, then turned and walked straight outside.

As he turned around, the hooded man glanced out of the corner of his eye at the direction where the twelve pureblood vampire elders were imprisoned, and a glint of light flashed in his eyes.

How long would it take to climb the stairs directly from the first floor to the twenty-seventh floor?

soon.

After wiping out the vampires in one wave at Holy Water, Locke, Powell, and the others arrived at the 27th floor without any hindrance. Then, following the map projected onto their tactical goggles, they ran precisely towards the only elevator shaft leading to the underground basement.

Suddenly.

With a crackling sound.

The imaging map on everyone's tactical goggles suddenly disappeared.

Powell stopped and raised his right fist.

"stop!"

"stop!"

All the special police officers stopped and quickly surveyed the surroundings.

"What happened?"

"Debbie?"

Locke also hurriedly asked Debbie, who was supposed to make sure they were always online.

But there was no response.

"Shit."

"What should we do?"

Be careful.

"it is good."

Powell nodded in a deep voice.

next second.

The group set off again, and soon arrived at the elevator on the 27th floor.