Ye Huai's memory was completely occupied by the horrific scenes of the end of the world.

He trembled in that nightmare, repeating over and over again: "When escaping, ordinary people must never get along with people with special abilities. They won't protect us, they'll only use us as human shields, bait, or even food. Zombies are the enemies of people with special abilities, and in their eyes, ordinary people are not even human! People with special abilities haven't just mutated genes, they've turned into demons! They're a thousand times scarier than zombies!"

As he said this, his face was distorted with fear and hatred.

Zhuang Li seemed to understand something and asked, "So you posted so many messages because you hope more ordinary people can survive the apocalypse?"

Ye Huai cried until his face was covered with tears: "Yes, I hope that ordinary people like me can survive. Although we are weak, we can unite together. That is better than being slaves of those with special abilities. When the apocalypse just started, I really admired those with special abilities. I thought they were very powerful and would protect us. But gradually, they changed and became something more terrifying than zombies!"

The feeling of fear was deeply engraved in his bones, making him tremble uncontrollably whenever he thought of those people with special abilities.

Suddenly, as if he understood something, he looked at the lizard man who had been electrocuted and whispered, "Zhuang Li, he's a person with superpowers!"

Zhuang Li raised his eyebrows, appearing surprised, but inwardly he calmly said, "The people with special abilities he met in his previous life were probably mostly missionaries. Their main mission in this world was to plunder, so they certainly wouldn't treat the indigenous people as human beings."

After Ye Huai guessed the identity of the lizard man, he ran over quickly and punched and kicked him.

The hatred in his heart was completely aroused.

Zhuang Li didn't stop him. Instead, he gently pressed his index finger against his forehead, lost in thought. After a moment, he sighed, "You little idiot, your days of being a nobody are over."

"What?" 7480 dropped the picture book in his hand in shock.

"Connect to the Lord's network immediately and start accepting missions. The taskers pose a much greater threat to this world than zombies. I need to know their movements." Zhuang Li said in a deep voice.

Sensing his master's unusually cautious attitude, 7480 said nothing and immediately connected to the long-idle mission network. Its number had changed from 7480 to A7480, signifying that Zhuang Li was an A-level missioner.

There are two task announcements lying quietly in the task bar. The first one is to hunt Bei Ming, with a task score of 1 million; the second one is to hunt the reborn, with a task score of 10,000.

Currently, both tasks are in an unfinished state.

At the same time, Zhuang Li's vision also changed. When he looked at Ye Huai, a line of small words appeared above his head: [Found the mission target reborn, points 10,000, please kill.]

He turned to look at the chameleon and found a line of small words: [Captured B-level tasker, 50,000 points, please kill.]

Zhuang Li smiled and speculated in his mind: "Killing the mission target will give points, killing the missioner will give points, killing zombies should also give points, so will killing civilians give points?"

7480 couldn't imagine such a scene, and tremblingly said, "There shouldn't be any points for killing civilians, right?"

Zhuang Li rubbed his temples and sneered, "I guess so. The Lord God's goal is to destroy this parallel universe, and destruction means annihilation."

7480 was so cold it was speechless. This was a cruel world it had never seen before. After a long pause, it trembled and said, "No, no, isn't it? Master, are you overthinking this?"

"Don't overestimate the Lord God's bottom line, because K never has a bottom line." Zhuang Li smiled coldly, turned to look at Ye Huai, and asked: "What is the ratio of ordinary people to people with special abilities?"

Ye Huai was finally tired from fighting, and sat aside, breathing heavily. "Very few, only one in a hundred people can be like this, so once you become a superpower, you can achieve a class leap."

At this point, he chuckled sarcastically, then corrected himself, "No, it's not a leap of class, it's a leap of species. They don't even consider ordinary people as human; they think they're a higher life form."

A more advanced life form? This phrase is remarkably familiar. Those psychics are indeed the taskers. Zhuang Li nodded slightly and pondered, "So, 99% of the survivors are ordinary people, and 1% or even less are psychics?"

"Yes. But in the later stages of the apocalypse, the ordinary people who survived basically died slowly. They were either eaten by zombies or by people with special abilities." Ye Huai covered his mouth and retched a few times.

Zhuang Li closed his eyes and pondered for a moment, then slowly spoke, "Your strategy is wrong. Posting those apocalyptic posts online will only cause panic, and panic will plunge society into chaos. Doing so will not help ordinary people survive. You must notify the country. Only national intervention can guarantee the survival of the vast majority of ordinary people. Only the country can raise sufficient supplies and weapons and equipment, and only the country can establish an orderly society where morality and law coexist."

Ye Huai wiped the bile from the corner of his mouth and said bitterly, "I also want to inform the country, but I don't have any channels! I don't know who to contact. I even sent an email to the relevant departments, but received no response. They won't believe me! I can't save anyone!"

He lowered his head, clenched his teeth, and let out a suppressed cry.

He wanted to save his compatriots, but he was powerless to do so. This was the thing that made him feel most desperate.

"Actually, there are many channels." Zhuang Li picked up a small knife, walked up to the chameleon, gently cut the other's belly, and took a picture of the scene with his mobile phone.

A bright red bloody wound suddenly opened up, revealing the internal organs. It was a very bloody and cruel scene.

Ye Huai was so stunned that he even forgot to cry.

"What are you doing? Are you going to dissect him?" Ye Huai asked in a trembling voice. He sincerely hoped that Zhuang Li would not become a supernatural being after the end of the world, otherwise he would definitely be the worst of the worst!

Zhuang Li ignored him and continued taking pictures of the chameleon.

Although the chameleon fainted, he still twitched in pain. After a few minutes, the bloody wound began to heal slowly and finally disappeared completely.

Zhuang Li poured a bottle of water to wash away the blood and took a close-up photo of the chameleon's smooth belly.

After doing all this, he used the computer in the laboratory to hack into the National Security Agency's network and sent the video over with the message: [The end of the world is coming.]

Ye Huai had stood beside him at some point, and asked in surprise, "Are you a hacker?" He quickly and confidently said, "They won't believe you! They'll think this video is a composite of special effects."

"I know." Zhuang Li pointed to the chair next to him and said, "You sit down and rest. I'll make some small things."

The security bureau wouldn't believe the video, but they were particularly concerned about the hacker who had easily breached their network, so they immediately followed the clues Zhuang Li had deliberately left behind and tracked him down. After entering the security bureau and undergoing interrogation, Zhuang Li had a thousand ways to convince these people that the end of the world was approaching.

So he synthesized more self-defense tools while patiently waiting for the security agents.

Ye Huai had no idea what kind of conspiracy he was involved in, let alone that he would be arrested soon. At this moment, he was unscrewing a bottle of mineral water and drinking it in big gulps.

Seeing Zhuang Li carefully weighing various chemicals, refining and synthesizing them, and finally carefully filling them into capsules, he asked, "What are you doing?"

"Making a bomb." Zhuang Li said casually.

Ye Huai quickly took a few steps back, swallowing his saliva and saying, "You didn't just use this thing to blow up the lizard man's stomach, did you?"

"Yes." Zhuang Li nodded.

Ye Huai looked Zhuang Li up and down, and an expression as if he had eaten shit gradually appeared on his face.

Zhuang Li glanced at him and said firmly, "Have you done anything to offend me?"

Ye Huai shook his head. He wanted to say no, but for some reason, he suddenly spoke frankly, "Zhuang Li, I'm sorry. In our previous life, none of the four of us in the dormitory turned into zombies. We were originally running for our lives together. But the boss said that you had poor physical strength, a strange temper, and were timid. You were a burden, so we threw you away."

"So you just threw me away?" Zhuang Li raised his eyebrows.

"Yes, yes, I'm sorry." Ye Huai lowered his head and bowed deeply. He didn't know what happened to Zhuang Li after he was abandoned in his previous life, but he thought the ending was not good.

If he had known that his roommate was so capable, he would have thrown away anyone else but Zhuang Li. Of course, this little thought is needless to say.

"It's okay, it's human nature." Zhuang Li's tone was still so calm.

He had seen many similar things and did not feel disgusted or angry. Apart from Ming, he did not have any expectations of anyone.

After placing a few capsule bombs into a bottle stuffed with cotton, he took off his goggles and chuckled, "Okay, we can go now."

"Where are you going?" Ye Huai pointed at the small bottle, his face salivating. "Can you sell me a few of these bombs?"

"Go to the Security Bureau and spend a few days in jail." Zhuang Li took off his white coat, put on the original owner's casual jacket, and fixed his hair in front of the mirror.

"What?" Ye Huai was confused.

At that moment, a group of armed agents kicked open the door and rushed into the laboratory. They pointed their guns at the two men's heads and shouted, "Don't move! Put your hands up!"

Ye Huai: “…”

Fuck! Did this pervert Zhuang Li trick me?

He quickly hugged his head and slowly squatted down.

Zhuang Li simply stood there, gracefully raising his hands and smiling gently. In his field of vision, a line of small words appeared above the heads of all the agents: [Soldier, 5 points.]

Zhuang Li blinked and sighed, "7480, did you see that?"

7480: “…”

The Lord God is really a fucking thing!

The agents carried the lizard man away on a stretcher, handcuffed Zhuang Li and Ye Huai, and escorted them to the security bureau. Many students and teachers stood by the roadside, watching the excitement and pointing at the two men. Each of them also had a line of small words written on their heads: [Civilian, 1 point.]

As Zhuang Li walked, gazing at this world where everyone's worth was measured by points, he thought to himself, "If I could use antimatter to create a bomb and destroy this world, I could earn billions, even tens of billions, of points in one fell swoop. "Little idiot, that many points, right? Wouldn't it be enough for me to travel to the Savage Realm and meet that Lord God?"

7480 shuddered violently: "Master, are you kidding me?"

Zhuang Li was silent for a moment before he chuckled: "Yes, I was joking."

7480 breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, this devil met the gods, otherwise something really bad would happen!