Chapter 145 Reading Malicious Values

"Let me explain, let me explain!" the child's voice shouted, raising his hand.

She seemed to like Mu Qingyu very much, so she was particularly willing to talk to Mu Qing: "Malice value and good/evil value are somewhat similar, but completely different."

"Simply put, from my perspective, when I look at each of you now, there's a progress bar above your head that shows the level of malice you have towards people."

"Currently, the maximum value for malice is 100. However, malice can change. For example, right now, you're looking at me with only curiosity and no malice, so your malice value is 0."

“When I opened the door just now, you looked at me with only wariness, not malice, so your malice value is also 0.”

"Miss, you know that when you looked at everyone just now, your malice level was 0. Your emotions were so stable!"

The child looked at Mu Qingyu with starry eyes. Just as she said, malice level changes constantly. For example, when looking at someone closest to them, a normal person's malice level is 0.

But if you suddenly turn against your enemy, your malice may suddenly surge, possibly even reaching its maximum.

Tong Yin said that Mu Qingyu's emotions were stable because when she looked at everyone, she treated everyone equally, at least emotionally.

For example, an ordinary person's level of malice will increase to varying degrees when they see someone doing something they don't like, or when they see someone who is particularly dirty or ugly.

However, ever since Mu Qingyu appeared, her malice level has remained at 0.

"Was my malice level also 0 when I killed zombies?" Mu Qingyu asked this purely out of curiosity. Since Tong Yin saw her kill zombies, it meant that Tong Yin had been secretly observing her from the shadows when she approached the theater.

No wonder he opened the door so carelessly; he must have been observing her from the shadows for a long time and determined her "malice level" before opening the door.

The child seemed happy to talk to Mu Qingyu, so he answered every question and even added more explanations: "The malice value I saw refers to that directed at humans. When anyone sees a zombie, their malice value will not change."

"Besides, you're definitely not a bad person, miss. I've seen the malice level of bad people; no matter who they look at, their malice level is always at its peak..."

Mu Qingyu finally understood why Tong Yin was so trusting of her. It turned out that she wasn't truly trusting; it was just that Tong Yin's special abilities allowed her to confirm that Tong Yin wasn't a dangerous person.

The others, however, clearly knew of Tong Yin's abilities, and since they trusted and respected those around Tong Yin, they trusted her as well.

This made Mu Qingyu think that she had encountered some kind of saintly team.

Knowing the truth, Mu Qingyu felt relieved. These people were all strangers to her, and they hadn't harmed her. She didn't covet their things, so naturally she had no ill intentions towards them.

“I see, I understand. My main purpose in coming to the city this time was to find supplies, and I also brought some food with me.” Mu Qingyu pointed to her backpack: “I didn’t know there were people in the theater. I just saw that there was water here and thought I would get some.”

“Since you’re staying here, I won’t bother you any longer. But, I wonder if you could tell me about the situation in the city? I’ve always lived in the suburbs and am not very familiar with the situation in the city now,” Mu Qingyu said.

“Yes,” the bronze-skinned man nodded first. “Survivors should help each other. There are fewer and fewer people left now. My name is Xiao Shiyang, what’s yours?”

"Mu Qingyu." Mu Qingyu announced her name, thinking to herself, "The 'Brother Xiao' that the child voice mentioned is indeed this person."

"The others are still waiting for us to come back in the theater. You come in with us first, and after we've distributed the supplies, I'll tell you what we saw when we went out."

“Since Tongyin likes you that day, you can ask her to tell you about the basic situation in the city,” Xiao Shiyang added after he finished speaking.

"Okay, okay." Before Mu Qingyu could even reply, the child's voice happily raised its hand in agreement.

Then Tongyin grabbed Mu Qingyu's hand and whispered to her, "Miss, you're the person with the lowest malice level I've ever met. There are a lot of people in the theater, all sorts of strange people, and a few particularly annoying ones. I'll point them out to you in a bit, just ignore them."

After greeting Mu Qingyu, Xiao Shiyang, Huang Jie, and the others began carrying their belongings to the theater at the back.

From the theater lobby to the theater, there was a long corridor. Mu Qingyu followed behind them, symbolically helping to carry some things.

They were still wondering why, since there were other people here, no one had come out to greet them after they had been back for so long, and Tong Yin hadn't gone back to call for help.

These people are indeed strange.

However, judging from the child's words, many of the people living here are not likable. So, if the child can clearly see the malice level, why does he continue to stay with them?

Mu Qingyu is now genuinely curious about these people.

Pushing open the theater doors, there was surprisingly no one guarding them.

There were quite a few people in the theater.

The theater is not very large, about 500 square meters. There is a stage in the very center of the innermost part, with chairs originally arranged neatly below.

But now the chairs underneath have been dismantled into pieces, creating several passageways. The dismantled chairs weren't wasted; some people pieced them together to create beds for sleeping at night.

It's clear that these people have been living in the theater for more than just a day or two. The stage curtains have been torn down and cut into pieces to create small spaces under the theater, which are probably their temporary "living quarters."

With a curtain in place, so many people living together can at least have some privacy.

"Brother Xiao, you're back!"

As soon as Xiao Shiyang and his group entered, a number of people surrounded them, many with ingratiating smiles on their faces.

"Did we get anything this time? We've been starving for two days." Some people rubbed their hands together, full of anticipation.

The child pouted and looked at those people without saying a word.

"Hey, another new girl? What a pretty young lady, did you pick her up on the street, Brother Xiao?" A middle-aged man suddenly noticed Mu Qingyu, and his eyes lit up.

The child quickly stepped in front of Mu Qingyu and glared fiercely back at the person.

Upon seeing the child's voice, the man immediately averted his gaze, lowered his head, and turned away, as if this would prevent the child from seeing his malicious intent.

Tong Yin pulled Mu Qingyu to a secluded corner, found a chair, and sat down. Pointing at the middle-aged man who had spoken earlier, she said, "That man's name is Xiong Jiang, he's an old lecher. But he's a coward, the kind who's all talk and no action, so you don't need to be afraid of him!"