Chapter 77 He died.

After the shock, a flicker of determination flashed in Qu Xiang's eyes. He pointed the gun at the woman next to him and shouted, "Lao Lu, quickly call someone to help—ah!"

This time the bullet penetrated his right hand holding the gun, which was not a fatal wound and would not rebound.

As Lu Xingyao picked up the walkie-talkie, Qu Xiang's cry of pain drew his attention away.

The blood-stained bullet flew past him and landed in Shu Maomao's palm. A second later, he said with disdain, "One rebound reduces my lifespan by 10,000 days. What a crappy ability."

Lu Xingyao subconsciously raised his hand to touch the back of his neck, where there had been a strange wound, very small, but bleeding.

He seemed to know how his super powers disappeared.

Moreover, he had just seen with his own eyes a bullet hole appear on the boy's head, but it recovered as before in the blink of an eye. The man who was supposed to be dead not only did not die, but was also able to quickly fight back.

God of Destruction...

The fog in my mind was completely dispelled. There was no God of Destruction in the world. There was only a man as powerful as a god who had plundered a large number of superpowers and could use them skillfully.

A pistol suddenly appeared in the little boy's hand. Lu Xingyao looked up and met the black hole-like muzzle of the gun.

He touched his neck and raised the hand holding the walkie-talkie above his head, changing into a surrender posture, with his knees slowly approaching the ground.

Shu Maomao ignored it, his lips curved in an indifferent arc. He pressed his fingers down and was about to shoot when a soft and slender hand touched his wrist.

"Baby, surrender and you won't be killed..."

A woman's sobbing voice sounded nearby. Shu Maomao gave up on killing and turned around to ask in surprise, "Mommy? Why are you crying?"

Shu Lan squatted on the ground, her exposed skin covered with a layer of crystal water, and her collar was wet in large areas, as if she had just been pulled out of the water. She cried so hard that her eyes and cheeks were red, and her eyelashes were stuck together.

She sniffed, her eyes fixed on the spot on his forehead where he had been shot, and she rubbed it several times with her fingers, confirming again and again that it was full and smooth, without blood or holes. Only then did her aching heart gradually improve.

"Mommy doesn't want to cry either, but I can't control my tears. I just thought you were beaten to death by him."

"You forgot Mommy, I have time to go back and not die."

Lu Xingyao felt even more depressed. Time reversal was the special ability of Jiang He, the commander of District 9, and he had also taken it away.

"I just didn't remember it." Shu Lan sniffed: "How long does it take you to go back in time after you die?"

"When you die, you will be forced to rewind to the maximum time limit, which is one hour, thirty-five minutes and forty-two seconds ago."

Shu Lan took out a pack of tissues from the big pocket of her shorts, as well as the dirty piece of paper that she had used to wipe the hands of the boy with super hearing.

He used the clean paper to wipe his sweat and tears, and gave the dirty paper to Shu Maomao.

"Then we should go back and find out that this person's ability is gone. Don't waste it. Get it again."

Qu Xiang, who was sitting opposite them, was sweating profusely from the pain. He squeezed out a voice through his teeth, urging Lu Xingyao: "Call for help!"

Lu Xingyao ignored him and even threw the walkie-talkie away because the other party said that if you surrender you will not be killed.

He could tell from the boy's eyes that if the woman hadn't spoken just now, he would definitely be dead now.

"Qin Xiaoshuang, the monster last night, my vanishing powers, and the strange noises Luo Shun heard were all a setup by you and your son, who has plundering powers. As long as he gets the blood, he can take away our powers, right?"

Shu Lan wiped away her tears and sweat, and let out a long breath. She didn't answer Lu Xingyao's question immediately, but pointed at Qu Xiang and said, "Baby, kill him."

Lu Xingyao hurriedly said, "He surrendered, he surrendered too, let him go!"

Before he could finish his sentence, the gun that had fallen to the ground stood up, with the muzzle pointed at Qu Xiang's heart. As if controlled by an invisible hand, the gun was fired, taking a life.

When entering the alley, Shu Maomao had already built an air wall to block out the sound, ensuring that no one would hear the gunshots and come to support.

Shu Maomao likes to use a gun. It is quick, neat and effortless, but it makes a bit of noise.

Lu Xingyao froze in place, watching his old friend fall to the ground, his mouth open but unable to speak.

"I gave him a chance." Shu Lan stood up, a hint of hatred still lingering in her voice. "I told you, if my son was a predator, I'd think I could kill him. But your deputy commander still shot him. Fortunately, my son is fine. Otherwise, the one dead now would be a child targeted by all the superpowers simply because he was suspected of predating superpowers, and they would rather kill him wrongly than let him go."

Shu Lan placed her hand on Shu Maomao's shoulder, feeling his remaining body temperature, which would help her regain the missing sense of security.

"You also have a daughter. If someone shot your daughter right in front of you, even if she survived, would you let him go just because he surrendered? It's a principle not to kill those who surrender. Anyone who wants to kill my son must die. This is a principle above all else."

When mentioning his daughter, Lu Xingyao came back to his senses from his grief and turned to look at the young but decisive and ruthless mother in front of him.

"What's your purpose? To steal all of our superpowers? Then you can just continue to hide in the dark and steal like you did last night. No one can see you. Why make up a lie?"

Shu Lan: "Why else? I'll just hide and take it. You'll run out of ammunition and have no special abilities, so you'll all be bitten and turned into zombies. I certainly don't want 20,000 more zombies here. Otherwise, I'll have too much time and no time to worry about your lives."

"Will you care whether we live or die?"

"Yes. You can't keep any superpowers that could threaten me, but your lives can be. You will become ordinary people who have enough food and drink and sleep well every night. You can trade superpowers for a stable life. Do you want to take this deal?"

Lu Xingyao lowered his gaze, his expression hesitant.

Shu Lan straightened the hair that was stuck to her cheeks due to sweat. It was too hot, and she wanted to go back and turn on the fan.

"If I had asked you when you still had your powers, you would have refused outright, believing that if you and your men united, there would be strength in numbers and you would be able to protect your powers. I'm not afraid to tell you that doing so would not change the outcome except for more deaths. Now that you've lost your powers and know you can't take them back from my son, there's room for negotiation."

Lu Xingyao was speechless after hearing what she said.

That was absolutely right. The reason he decisively raised his hands was because he knew that as an ordinary person, it would be a pipe dream for him to defeat a predator with who knows how many superpowers he possessed.

Shu Lan said, "I admit that this was despicable. I've never thought of being a noble person in my life. I don't intend to kill you. After we get out, you can tell the truth to your subordinates and let them come to me to die like Qu Xiang did, or come together to die. After you die, I will only care about the lives of those who surrendered. Or you can help me to cover up this lie and confirm the God of Destruction. Now you have the final say in District 12. The choice of fighting or negotiating is yours."

Shu Lan patted Shu Maomao's shoulder and said, "That's all, let's go."

Lu Xingyao spoke uncontrollably, calling her anxiously, "Wait! I want to ask you one thing, just one thing! Is District 10 Commander Lin Yi still alive?"

Shu Lan lowered her head: "Baby, bring out the grapes."

A bunch of dark purple grapes appeared in Shu Maomao's hand.

Most fruits are rare items that are about to become extinct in the apocalypse. They do not satisfy your hunger, and it is difficult to find high-quality seedlings to spend time cultivating, so no one in the survivor base will abandon life-saving carbohydrates to grow grapes.

Shu Lan picked up the grapes and threw them to Lu Xingyao. Lu Xingyao quickly lowered his hands in surrender to catch them. He heard her cold words: "Lin Yi chose to die, so he died."