Chapter 83 Baby God.

Shu Maomao was pushed away and turned his head curiously: "Why don't you get on? Aren't you holding it in, Mommy?"

Shu Lan said, "I'm not holding it in, but it's not to the point where I have to."

It was a temporary toilet, with so many people there, it was such a hot day, and there was no water to flush. The smell was so strong that I couldn't open my eyes.

Shu Lan placed her hands on his cheeks and turned his head straight: "You have X-ray vision, don't be curious and look. Peeping into the bathroom is something only perverts do."

"Then go to the toilet in the space."

Shu Lan said, "I can't go. I can only enter your space if the owner is in. But if you leave, the six pets will disappear, and everyone here will die. Then the system will chirp in your ear: 50,000! 50,000! Hurry and find 50,000 people!"

Shu Maomao thought for a moment and said, "Just kill all the zombies."

"Well... you don't have to go to this extent just to use the bathroom."

Someone came over. Shu Maomao didn't say anything and walked past the person with Shu Lan. The person looked straight ahead without turning his head and went straight to the toilet.

Not only him, but all the way to the power grid, no one talked to Shu Lan anymore. They were all busy with their own things, as if they couldn't see them.

Shu Lan boldly guessed: "Are we invisible?"

"No, this ability is called becoming a passerby. If we don't talk or touch them, they won't notice what we're doing. I added soundproofing."

Shu Lan looked around with great interest and found that no one on the street was paying attention to them, as if she and Shu Maomao were just background members.

“It works well.”

She was just tired of covering up her lies.

Shu Lan was led by him to the front of the power grid. The nearly two-meter-high power grid mainly relied on solar energy storage devices and the power of the electrical ability users in the team. If there was no electricity, this thing would be just a metal frame.

Shu Maomao moved a gap in the metal rack and walked out with Shu Lan in his hand.

"Are we really going to kill zombies?"

Shu Maomao said, "Isn't it okay, Mommy? I want to try out my new powers."

Shu Lan said, "Of course! The point of getting new things is to try them out. I'll find a place to hide. When you're done trying them out, come back and find me."

Shu Maomao shook his head: "No, just watch me from the side."

"How do I see it?"

Shu Maomao pointed his little finger at the fluttering gray moth and said, "Sit on it."

Thanks to her son, Shu Lan, who has never been on a plane in her life, got to ride on a giant moth.

There is a circle of fluff on the moth's head and in the center of its wings. She climbed up from the wings and sat in the pile of fluff. Even though there was a circle of vines around her waist that were fixed to the moth's body, she did not dare to relax completely. She grabbed a handful of fluff and waited nervously for takeoff.

What's going on? I'm still a little looking forward to it.

Shu Maomao was nearby, patted the moth, and ordered it, "Go."

The moth spread its wings and began to flap. The strong wind blew Shu Lan's hair. Her vision gradually became higher, leaving the light source provided by Area 12 and flying into the sky.

The wind was cool. Shu Lan looked back and saw the ground getting farther and farther away in the gaps between the flapping wings.

Except for the area where the survivors were stationed, there was endless darkness everywhere else.

In comparison, the sky is brighter. The stars are like countless broken diamonds scattered on black velvet, so bright and clear that you can grab a handful of them with your hand.

Shu Lan's eyes were as bright as stars. She said in surprise in the wind, "This is fun! It's really strange. I used to be afraid of moths, but now I find them pleasing to the eye."

Compared to her curiosity, Shu Maomao was very calm. He relied on listening to the sound to identify the location of the running zombies, let go and threw down a group of red light spots, and then launched with absolute precision, and each light spot hit the zombies.

Shu Lan gradually grew bolder, kneeling down to look down. She felt that the falling flames resembled dripping liquid. "Are you using fire?"

Shu Maomao said, "No, Mommy, repeated abilities will be strengthened. This is the effect of the seven fire abilities being strengthened. It should be called magma, which can directly burn them to ashes."

"How many superpowers do you have now?"

"One hundred and thirty-four kinds."

Shu Lan sat up straight, crossed her arms confidently, and laughed heartily: "Hahahaha! No one can be a match for our Shu Maomao. The God of Destruction is going to dominate the world! Tremble, humans, oh, and zombies too."

Shu Maomao: "...Mommy, there's no one else here, you don't have to act anymore."

"Oh, God of Destruction is the name I gave you. Isn't it impressive? Then what kind of god do you want to be? Baby God? Superpower God? God of the Universe?"

Shu Maomao said, "I am a human being."

Shu Lan's childish spirit was ruthlessly extinguished by the precocious cub. She tried to call back his childishness: "Okay, then we'll name your pets. What do you want to call this moth?"

"Moth."

"What about the octopus?"

"octopus."

"Eh? Shu Maomao, are you teasing me? I saw you smirking."

…

Lu Xingyao looked everywhere for the mother and son but couldn't find them. Instead, he saw his men gathered in groups of three or four, holding guns and chatting leisurely.

That’s right, leisurely, a word that never appears to describe people who keep watch at night.

Before, they stayed awake all night long, and were so sleepy that they didn't dare to close their eyes. If they missed firing a shot or killing a zombie, they would drag their compatriots into hell.

Lu Xingyao shouted, "What are you doing? Is this the time for you to slack off?"

The man he scolded shuddered and immediately pointed his gun outside. After looking around and failing to find the target, he turned back aggrievedly: "No, Commander, it seems the zombies are absent tonight. I haven't seen a single one in a while."

Another man knelt down and clasped his hands together: "Thank you, God of Destruction. I hope to receive your protection every night."

As soon as they mentioned the title of God of Destruction, Lu Xingyao was speechless. He turned around and left. After a round of inspection, he indeed did not see any zombies.

What’s going on? No people are seen, and no zombies are seen either?

Until Lu Xingyao heard people chatting and saying, "That gray butterfly flew away a long time ago."

"You're kidding me, that's a moth. The butterfly has a thin middle."

"Who knows if a monster that big is thick or thin!"

Lu Xingyao thought, could it be that those two people turned into butterflies and flew away?

He soon felt that this idea was too ridiculous, suppressed his doubts, and worked with his daughter to comfort the depressed person who had lost his superpowers.

As the commander's daughter, Lu Qinghe said, "It's okay. Maybe one day my superpowers will awaken again. Who can predict the future? Anyway, it's good to be alive. You've worked hard these days. Take this opportunity to have a good sleep. Tell me if you have any dreams you want to have."

"He Mei, I want to dream that I become the emperor and play eagle catches chicken with my three hundred concubines."

Lu Qinghe laughed and said, "Alright, since you're pitiful, I'll satisfy you this time."

She walked over, placed her palm on the man's forehead, and whispered softly: "You became the emperor...ah, sorry, my supernatural power is gone too."

Every time she uses dream creation, she can construct a clear and colorful miniature world in her mind in advance, as if her brain is a computer and she uses the mouse called imagination to model.

But this time it didn't happen, her imagination ran dry and she couldn't construct anything.

Lu Qinghe felt an indescribable melancholy in her heart and sighed, "So this is what it feels like to lose your superpowers."