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"Everyone, stop right now! If anyone lays a hand on me again, I'll take you down!" Zheng Yifan shouted loudly.
His voice was almost hysterical. The situation was not good, and Zheng Yifan's mood was even worse. What kind of idiots were these people, treating the world like a game? It was infuriating.
"Are you an NPC or a player?" Old Man Song yelled, as if completely disregarding Zheng Yifan's presence.
"I'm a human, not some NPC or player! Have you all lost your minds? This is the apocalypse! Do you even understand what that means?" Zheng Yifan's roar finally caught their attention.
The crowd stared at him in surprise, momentarily taken aback.
"Are you joking? We know it's the apocalypse! The whole world has turned into a game! Aside from monsters not dropping loot, everything else is here. There are NPCs who come to sell us stuff, and zombies and monsters even have health bars!" one person shouted from the crowd.
Zheng Yifan was stunned. One person might be crazy, but over two thousand people acting insane was something else entirely.
"Get everyone! Take them back to the Quarantine Room; I want to interrogate each one of them!" Zheng Yifan waved his hand, instructing others to bring these oddballs back.
He suddenly thought of something. It might not be necessary to change them; perhaps there was something that had altered the rules for them, making them feel like they were playing a game!
Such things weren't unheard of; Zheng Yifan himself possessed such power.
The Primordial Pearl—items that could change the rules with certainty. If these people had Primordial Pearls in their possession, especially more powerful ones, it might not just restore the original rules but could also transform them further.
It became clear that the new Primordial Pearls could very well be more advanced than those he had obtained before.
He needed to get his hands on them. Those three Primordial Pearls had given him a buffer in war but had also blocked his path to advancement. If he wanted to break through, he would have to go to that legendary place and take a look. That was an opportunity and a chance to clash with the Chiyou Tribe once again.
Of course, this opportunity would only come after securing some resources and locations domestically, allowing him to venture safely onto the sea. More importantly, he lacked the capability to do so.
Originally, he had only intended to search for the Vitality Tower at sea.
However, after experiencing so much, he no longer dared to explore the ocean's depths as recklessly as before.
Yet, no matter what, the Primordial Pearl must be obtained. Looking at their strength, it was absolutely possible to challenge higher tiers. The power of the statue was at the Sixth Tier; although it had not been fully unleashed and was primarily focused on capture, an ordinary Superpowered Individual could not possibly inflict any harm on it.
After harnessing the power of the Primordial Pearl, they could create such dramatic effects in battle.
This is the power of rules; once death is determined by the rules, death is inevitable.
This is also the terrifying aspect of the Primordial Pearl.
Of course, no living being can alter the inherent power of the Primordial Pearl, which prevents it from becoming invincible.
Power is relative. However, since there is this opportunity, they can use the power of the Primordial Pearl to fight against particularly troublesome enemies in the future.
Members of the Patrol Team began to appear slowly, and their numbers grew. Those Superpowered Individuals obediently followed behind and entered the Gathering Place's Quarantine Room.
There were no unexpected incidents.
People in the Gathering Place started to watch them, especially Fat Merchant Carrot and his old friend.
The two observed the individuals before them in the crowd, noting how many had come together to defeat Old Man Song, who had previously seemed insane but was incredibly powerful.
Only a few dozen!
How astonishing this was; they were so strong that even Old Man Song could be easily subdued and captured by them.
Of course, they were mentally prepared for Old Man Song's surrender; these individuals were all insane, treating the entire world as a game.
However, the people from the Chamber of Commerce would all go and play this boring game with them.
Because the folks from Old Man Song truly possessed impressive combat strength. They were bold and fearless, easily fighting against Zombies, having already occupied a significant amount of territory in the early stages, and even possessing several large Granaries full of food.
Most importantly, their combat power was incredibly formidable.
Everyone seemed to be acting like they were insane, each person desperately killing enemies.
Yes!
They thought they could level up by killing monsters, really believing they were playing an Online Game?
Undoubtedly, their combat strength was astonishing. How could such a powerful team now be completely captured?
"Old Buddy, I think we should just honestly follow their rules. If we need to act humble, we act humble; if we need to sell goods, we sell goods," Carrot said with a hint of bitterness.
Old Skin, however, had his eyes shining brightly as he looked at those people. After seeing those merchants, he realized there was simply no comparison.
Of course, it was just the treatment that couldn't be compared. But he knew there were other things that couldn't be compared either, like those called the Explorer Alliance; their numbers and cohesion were unmatched.
After so many battles, he had long learned how to gauge others' combat strength.
But upon seeing those organized individuals from the Explorer Alliance, he was astonished. Their combat power was incredible; they maintained stable order and organized others for trade without monopolizing any industry.
In his view, this was absolutely impossible.
In a post-apocalyptic world, who wouldn't want to monopolize business and handle everything themselves?
Walking the path of others leaves them with no way to go; this is something everyone does in the apocalypse.
However, the Explorer Alliance did just that. They escorted merchants and organized themselves to jointly explore uncharted territories.
It was even said that their sights were set on the cities themselves.
These were cities, where the number of Zombies was astonishing, with each city housing millions of them.
They had enough Zombie Leaders to control most of the Zombies, making it difficult for many to fight against them, primarily due to their sheer numbers and a certain level of intelligence.
Even more disturbing was the occasional appearance of Mutated Zombies. When the base number was large enough, there were simply too many Mutated Zombies.
Fortunately, it wasn't like those battlefields by the sea.
Those who had ventured to explore there reported that the Zombies were nothing but cannon fodder; there wasn't a single normal one among them, all were Mutated Zombies. Even those that weren't Mutated Zombies were different from others.
Their combat power was astonishing; that was their only impression.
"We should join this Gathering Place. There will definitely be development in the future; our current paths are no longer viable!" Old Skin sincerely remarked. (To be continued...)
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