"Level four ability is still too weak. If it weren't for the experience of my predecessors, and if I hadn't used my ability to its fullest potential, I really wouldn't have been able to handle those tens of thousands of mutated rats."

Not wanting to waste too much time, whenever he arrived at a place with supplies, he would directly use his mind to collect them into his spatial storage.

Now that his superpowers are almost gone, he can no longer go in to observe the items himself, otherwise tens of thousands of mutated creatures will come, and he won't be able to defeat them for the time being.

Over the next few days, Junjue spent his time teleporting around, staying in each place for a few minutes at most to collect various supplies.

After collecting supplies from the last place in Xining, just as he was preparing to move to the next city, he suddenly heard several screaming female voices.

"Help! Murder! Someone, please save my whole family!"

"Help me...!"

"Slap!" A slap rang out, and the girl suddenly stopped calling for help.

Junjue's abilities had all reached level four, and his five senses had also improved several hundred times; otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to hear cries for help even in a raging storm.

Upon hearing the sound, Junjue frowned and quickly teleported to the location of the sound amidst the raging wind and rain.

He looked up and saw a seventy or eighty-story building with several layers of the roof corroded away. The sound seemed to be coming from this building.

When Junjue arrived at the 68th floor, he saw seven or eight old men wielding machetes robbing a family next door.

A young woman, trembling all over, had red and swollen handprints on her face. Her coat was torn, leaving her only in her underwear, and a thug held a short knife to her neck.

She was too scared to utter a sound, and could only grit her teeth, feeling the humiliation weighing on her as she witnessed the disgusting acts of evil committed against her.