Global Game: I Have Portable Store-Chapter 305 - 301: Hungry Wolves

Most people at this time are feeling lost, including Chang Yi. Staying in a settlement like this is still better; you can follow in the footsteps of those ahead, step by step, without getting lost.

Zhang Chuanwen touched the "spots" on his face, frowned, and said, "If that’s the case, then what meaning does becoming an Extraordinary have... everyone else would die."

Beside him, a man squatting by the wall gestured in frustration, "You should wait to become an Extraordinary before saying such things. Who knows, in a few days, we might turn into zombies."

Zhang Chuanwen took a deep breath, nodded, and said, "Right, I’m overthinking. Someone who’s about to turn into a zombie really doesn’t need to think this much."

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In the room, only Su Changxing was left alone. The firelight still flickered, but the sky outside had dimmed significantly, as if smeared with white ash that blocked some of the light.

[Mysteriousness (Deceiver): 989/5000]

"The Mysteriousness is increasing rather fast, but what exactly is going on with this garbled mess?"

Su Changxing looked at his phone, furrowing his brow involuntarily. The attribute panel was filled with a large amount of garbled text, only the numbers were clearly presented.

He felt the information in the garbled section was important, but it couldn’t be displayed, or rather, it wasn’t meant for him to see.

"If that’s the case, is the original method still viable?"

Su Changxing hesitated, trying to deeply analyze the position of Deceiver, as he had done before, to clarify the way to gain Mysteriousness from the position.

If possible, then his promotion to the next tier might not take long.

Hmm, theoretically, that’s the case.

[In-depth analysis requires 100,000 Points]

[Insufficient Points]

One hundred thousand?

Su Changxing didn’t expect that such a large amount of Points would be needed. 100,000 Points for an individual has become an astronomical number; he currently only has more than 30,000 Points.

And in the settlement, due to last night’s consumption, almost no points were left.

"This has indeed become a problem, borrowing from someone?"

Su Changxing thought for a bit; he could borrow from Zhong Jueqing. The Security Bureau had a large group of people and considerable Points.

But can he really borrow them?

He and Zhong Jueqing really only had a brief encounter, and he wasn’t a member of the Security Bureau, so borrowing such a large amount of Points would be difficult.

Yet Su Changxing, through logging methods, roughly understood how to obtain Mysteriousness.

[You steal another’s ability, +50 Mysteriousness]

[You steal another’s ability, +39 Mysteriousness]

[You steal and gain another’s ability, +400 Mysteriousness]

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[You steal and gain another’s ability, +350 Mysteriousness]

Every time he used the Deceiver’s ability, he would gain corresponding Mysteriousness, a pattern that had also been exhibited at his Tier Nine.

"Stealing abilities yields a quite extraordinary amount of Mysteriousness—a total of eight hundred or so over two times."

Su Changxing leaned back in the chair, deep in thought.

Suddenly.

A blurred image flashed in his mind, chaotic, with firelight and screams, with many people struggling on the ground.

He sat up suddenly and talked to himself: "How could this be? Is this real or fake?"

"Timing Prediction" activated at a certain moment just now, and he once again saw a scene from the future. He wasn’t sure if this scene was indeed the future or just a possibility.

In his understanding, the future is unknowable, inherently ever-changing, unable to be predicted by humans.

Yet he could see real snippets of the future.

"No, no, this indeed isn’t very scientific."

Su Changxing couldn’t help but rub his forehead. His fingertip tapped on the desk; his eyes grew deeper and darker.

The head curiously asked, "What’s on your mind? Is there something you don’t understand?"

Su Changxing thought for a while and said, "To foresee the future, what level does one have to reach to achieve it? Can a Tier Eight Extraordinary do it?"

The head wondered dubiously, "Huh, why ask that? Foreseeing the future at least requires a High Tier Extraordinary, and even then it’s something I’ve only heard about."

Su Changxing focused and said, "If I told you there’s someone in this world who can foresee the future, would you believe it?"

"You?"

The head couldn’t quite believe it, "You can foresee the future?"

Su Changxing nodded, "Mm, fragmented scenes. But I’m not sure if they’re real or fake."

The head fell silent, then murmured, "Are there positions at Tier Eight capable of foreseeing the future? Even if there are, they couldn’t show the real future, more like a fake one, like a weather forecast."

"Is that so?"

Su Changxing closed his eyes, the scene just now becoming clearer, with a female zombie on the ground, looking very familiar.

After resting for a while, he felt his fatigue fade and stood up to go downstairs.

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It was now dusk, the bloody hue spreading across the land, a coldness felt like needles pricking the skin constantly.

The street was littered with bodies, both zombies and "new humans."

Shen Jinxuan leaned against the corner wall, head bowed slightly, feeling severe pain in her brain, her eyes, one red and one black.

"It’s unbearable, I must leave here immediately."

Her mind felt like mush, with only one thought, to leave here, leave immediately, or she would surely die.

Shen Jinxuan staggered to her feet, quickly and awkwardly running forward. Her clothing stained with fresh blood, though she wasn’t injured.

Not far away, several pairs of eyes watched, full of dread and fear.

"That’s clearly a monster, a madman, an utter monster."

A man with bone spikes all over his body, wrapped in flesh membranes, spoke with a trembling voice. One of his arms was missing, blood trailing down his cracked skin.

The scene seemed strange, a monster calling others monsters.

Another man with fangs grumbled, "I said before not to provoke her. This person isn’t someone we can deal with, only those few lords can match her."

Somebody else chimed in, "If we can’t handle her, why not notify those lords to come and deal with it? At least in matters like this, we’re united."

The man covered in bone spikes said coldly, "Call them? What good would that do us? Besides, I can feel she’s weakened... this is our turf. As time goes on, she’ll eventually succumb."

Another person laughed agreeing, "Makes sense, we just follow along, no need to fight. Seize the right moment to act."

They were like a pack of hungry wolves, not giving up until reaching their goal, even if they get hurt.