The room gradually quieted down, with seven or eight people sitting against the wall in a daze, as if emotionally drained and somewhat hollow. A woman was constantly sobbing softly, making whimpering sounds.
Zhou An, also looking exhausted from frequently using his powers, dejectedly said:
"Bro, what do you think we should do? If these survivors come every day, weāre afraid we wonāt survive until tomorrow."
Su Changxing stuffed a piece of Oreo into his mouth and said, "Depends on luck. If weāre lucky, we might not encounter them. Have an Oreo."
Zhou An took the Oreo Su Changxing handed him, took a bite, and said, "I didnāt expect this thing to taste so good. I used to think it was awful. Bro, what do you think we should do now? Will you stay and be with us?"
He guessed that Su Changxing might not stay with them because Su Changxing was a special operative.
Su Changxing stuffed another Oreo into his mouth and said, "Tomorrow, go and contact a person with the ID Heartless Beast. Heās the leader of a nearby group. Bring supplies and join him."
Ma Xuekai exhaled a puff of smoke and said, "Are you also in that group? If you are, weād be more than willing to go."
Su Changxing stood up from the ground and said, "For the time being, yes. Itās up to you whether to go or not. I have something to do, so Iām leaving first."
Have something to do?
Leaving first?
Zhou An was stunned, looking at the pitch-black outside, and asked, "Ha, Bro, itās the middle of the night now, is there really something you have to do? Why not stay with us until morning? Itās really dangerous outside at night."
Ma Xuekai flicked the cigarette butt with his ring finger, scattering ashes, and surrounded by smoke, he said:
"But it shouldnāt be too dangerous for Brother Su. I want to ask if the Mysterious Shop has anything to do with the so-called Extraordinary."
Su Changxing glanced at him, not surprised. Given the current situation, many people probably have similar hypotheses, but none are certain.
There are very few Extraordinary now, maybe only Su Changxing is an Extraordinary.
Su Changxing was silent for a moment and then said, "Yes, there is indeed a connection. To become an Extraordinary, you need to contact the Mysterious Shop."
Ma Xuekai pondered and said indifferently, "Doomsday Game, since it counts as a game, there must be players, but not everyone is a player or qualified to be called a player. People like us, ordinary people, are just background characters, NPCs. Only by becoming an Extraordinary can you be considered a player."
As Su Changxing was about to leave, he was a bit surprised, finding this hypothesis unexpectedly reasonable. He hadnāt thought much about this aspect before.
Unexpectedly, it was pointed out by an ordinary person.
Yes, it seems only by becoming an Extraordinary can you be considered a player.
In other words, this Doomsday World is essentially meant to select Extraordinary, to select qualified players.
"Makes sense. If youāre interested, you can try your luck."
Su Changxing turned and walked towards the bodies of several survivors, picked up the Extraordinary Crystals on them, put them in his backpack, waved his hand back, walked towards the stairway, and stuffed another Oreo cookie into his mouth.
Ma Xuekai watched Su Changxing pick up something from the bodies, subconsciously touching his pocket, a black, translucent crystal.
He didnāt know what it was; he found it on someoneās body, thinking it was quite remarkable, so he put it in his pocket, thinking that even if it was useless, he might be able to sell it for some money back in the real world.
Although itās uncertain what the real world will be like after thirty days.
Su Changxingās figure disappeared in the corridor.
After a while, Ma Xuekai looked at Zhou An and said, "He must be a Superpower User or an Extraordinary. Iāve heard of the existence of Superpower Users before, but thought they were just rumors. What about your ability? An Extraordinary?"
Zhou An rubbed his head and honestly said, "The ability just suddenly emerged, but Brother Su says it doesnāt count as an Extraordinary, only half."
Ma Xuekai seemed thoughtful, and in a low voice, he said:
"Zhou An, itās not easy to survive today. No matter what you think, I want to become an Extraordinary. To survive, I have to become one."
Zhou An deeply looked at Ma Xuekai and said, "This thing seems very mystical. I donāt even know how I got such an ability, but going out at night to find the Mysterious Shop seems too dangerous."
Ma Xuekai took out a black crystal from his pocket, took a deep breath, and said:
"Opportunity and risk are always proportional. I didnāt quite understand before, but now I do."
Zhou An looked at the crystal in surprise and said, "Isnāt that what Brother Su just took from the survivors? How do you also have one?"
Ma Xuekai showed a hint of a crazy smile and said, "Found it on the road, from a corpse. Since coming to this world, my luck seems to have been pretty good. This thing is very likely related to the Extraordinary."
"Then you really have good luck... It wasnāt swapped with your previous luck, was it?"
Zhou An stared at the crystal and said, "So, what use does this thing have?"
Ma Xuekai shook his head and said, "I donāt know either, but my intuition tells me that maybe becoming an Extraordinary is related to this."
Zhou An blinked, sensing that Ma Xuekaiās state was a bit off, and advised, "Hey, donāt be impulsive. I think we can ask Brother Su first."
Ma Xuekai brought the crystal to his nose, smelled it as if catching a scent of freshness, and said, "He probably wonāt tell us that easily. Common sense dictates that such knowledge is monopolized by a few people."
Zhou An thought for a moment, uncertain, and said, "I feel heās quite nice, should tell us. After all, he just saved us. Itās not right to doubt him."
"Indeed, itās not right, but thatās human nature. Even the noblest people, Iāve seen through them, understand that human nature canāt withstand tests, and thereās no need to test it."
Ma Xuekai spoke firmly, then decisively swallowed the black crystal whole: "If I die, then donāt try it... Thereās a saying in Immortal novels: āA Golden Core in my belly, my fate is mine, not determined by heaven.ā
Damn, āmy fate is mine, not determined by heaven.ā
Zhou An twitched the corner of his mouth, annoyed: "What kind of normal person would rashly eat something unknown, only children would. By the way, you wonāt die, right?"
Ma Xuekai felt the crystal hadnāt been swallowed yet, quickly melting in his mouth like a sweet spring, part sweet, part bitter, part happy, part melancholic, and then his mind went drowsy.
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhou An saw Ma Xuekai close his eyes and slump sideways.