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After explaining everything, the man frozen on the ground looked nervously at Lu Xiaoran. Trembling, he spoke, "Big brother, please spare my life. I swear I will turn over a new leaf and become a good person."
Lu Xiaoran scoffed dismissively and raised his hand to pull the trigger of the submachine gun. He was not a righteous hero; he had no intention of judging this man's robbery or whether he would truly change his ways. His only goal now was to replicate this man's ability.
Looking at the body lying under the gun's muzzle, Lu Xiaoran stepped forward and pulled the corpse out from the icy ground. Returning to the space between the two doors of the safe house, he placed the body on the floor. Based on his previous experiences, he took off his hazmat suit and touched the corpse's arm.
Soon, Lu Xiaoran felt a new energy flowing into his body. It seemed his guess was correct; this robber he had just shot dead was indeed an ability user. The ability he possessed must be immunity to poison gas.
Now I shouldn't be afraid of poison gas anymore. Should I go outside and test it? Lu Xiaoran opened the outer door of the safe house and stepped onto the rooftop.
This was the top of a forty-story building, over a hundred meters above ground. Since poison gas generally accumulates closer to the ground, at such a height, its concentration would be relatively low.
Hmm, I don't feel anything unusual. Lu Xiaoran was no longer wearing his hazmat suit; his skin was fully exposed to the air. Without an ability, even with a low concentration of poison gas, he would still feel irritation on his skin and dryness in his throat when breathing.
But now, Lu Xiaoran felt no discomfort at all. It seemed this ability indeed provided immunity to poison gas damage. The concentration of poison gas on this rooftop was too low; it would be more convincing to test it down below.
With that thought, Lu Xiaoran lifted off the ground and flew into the air using his flying ability. Once he cleared the edge of the rooftop, he dove swiftly down into the area filled with poison gas below.
As Lu Xiaoran's feet touched the ground, he quietly absorbed the sensations of his body. He was now standing on the street beneath a residential building. This was the area where the toxic gas had accumulated the most, with a concentration high enough to be lethal.
If an ordinary person were to enter such a toxic environment, they would undoubtedly cough and struggle to breathe. Even if they managed to escape quickly, their bodies would suffer permanent damage. Yet, Lu Xiaoran felt not a hint of discomfort.
The pale yellow gas that filled his nostrils did not provoke any irritation. In fact, it even carried a fragrance reminiscent of flowers and herbs. Taking a deep breath, Lu Xiaoran sighed in enjoyment, "This toxic gas actually smells quite nice."
After inhaling a few more breaths of the gas, he began to look around, observing his surroundings. The pale yellow color of the gas, combined with its high concentration on the street, meant that his field of vision was almost entirely shrouded in this layer of yellow mist, with visibility reduced to about two meters.
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