Qin Bai stared at these people, and thankfully no one said anything stupid like, "You're so strong, shouldn't you be protecting us?"
If such a person really existed, Qin Bai would kick him out of the team immediately.
Of course, these people were willing to follow him, probably because they had already thought about these things. If it were before, when those 40 people were still around, there might have been people like this emerging.
Seeing that Qin Bai really didn't make a move, those who had obtained weapons and equipment ran out. It was clear that they were very nervous, and some of them were even trembling with fear.
roar!
The charred corpse was very close. One of the charred corpses, which looked like a man, lunged directly at the person in front.
The weapon this person obtained was an ordinary machete, but its power was definitely greater than that of an ordinary machete.
This was his first battle. The moment he faced the charred corpse, he smelled a foul, burnt odor and immediately felt nauseous and vomited!
Qin Bai was stunned.
Dude, this is during a battle, what kind of operation is it to throw up?
If someone hadn't kicked him away, he probably would have been the first person to die at the hands of a charred corpse.
"Damn it, this smells awful! I'll beat you to a pulp!"
A burly man next to him picked up a one-handed hammer and smashed it down hard on the charred corpse's head.
Thump!
With a muffled thud, a huge gash appeared in the charred corpse's head, causing its body to fall to the ground.
It's obvious that since it's not a black iron-grade weapon, its power is always a bit lacking.
If this were Qin Bai's broadsword, it would probably kill him instantly.
"What are you standing there for? Fight!"
The burly man glared at the man and shouted.
"oh oh."
There were more than 20 people in total, and they were fighting against more than a dozen charred corpses. At first, they were in a lot of trouble. One of them was even injured by a charred corpse. His wound seemed to be on fire, and it spread little by little.
The areas burned by the flames were reduced to a state similar to that of charred corpses.
"Ouch! It hurts so much! I don't want to become a charred corpse! Help me!"
The man screamed in agony as he remembered something: those injured by ice corpses would turn into ice corpses themselves.
So, will people injured by charred corpses also become charred corpses?
The thought filled the man with even greater fear.
"Be careful not to get hurt by the charred corpses."
The burly man shouted, and with a single blow, he knocked the charred corpse in front of him to the ground again.
To be honest, the fighting between these people was so awful that Qin Bai couldn't bear to watch.
With their numbers, they could have easily overwhelmed the charred corpses, but since it was their first time facing them, they didn't know how to fight and were almost killed by the charred corpses.
Having already lost one man, Qin Bai thought the matter was over, but unexpectedly, a middle-aged woman ran out from the group.
"Mr. Qin, I beg you, please save my son."
She cried out to Qin Bai as he pleaded with her.
"I can't save him."
Qin Bai's voice was somewhat cold and ruthless, but it was indeed the truth.
If he himself is injured by an ice corpse or a charred corpse, he will probably become a new ice corpse or charred corpse as well.
If he can't even do it himself, how can he save others?
Upon hearing that Qin Bai couldn't save him, the middle-aged woman immediately started cursing at him: "If you hadn't sent my son to his death, how could he have been injured by the monster? I don't care, if you can't save my son, we'll die together!"
Wu Ming's face darkened, and he stepped forward directly: "Auntie, Brother Qin made it very clear just now that he is not everyone's nanny. If you can't live without Brother Qin, you might as well go back."
“When you chose to stay, you made a decision. You are adults and should be responsible for your choices.”
But the middle-aged woman wouldn't listen to anything. She was now forcing Qin Bai to save her son. Hearing her son's screams, her heart was breaking.
The others were also quite frightened when they saw the young man's miserable state on the ground.
This is different from becoming an ice corpse; becoming a charred corpse is truly worse than death.
After all, once the body temperature drops to a certain level, the pain is no longer felt.
But when you become a charred corpse, you watch your body slowly burn to charcoal. The pain and fear are enough to make you remember it vividly before you die.
The middle-aged woman's face was full of resentment. She took something out of her body—a small black bead.
"This is the arena's consolation prize for me; it's a bomb. If I press it, we'll all die together!"
Upon hearing the word "bomb," the people around immediately retreated to a distance, but Qin Bai could not move.
If he makes any sudden movements, the middle-aged woman will probably do just that.
Qin Bai remained calm, but inwardly he was considering whether the ice armor created by his ice-type ability could withstand the power of the explosion.
He really didn't expect that the middle-aged woman would receive such a good consolation prize.
Instead of using this to fight the enemy, she forces herself to save people.
Indeed, some people are worth saving, while others must die!
In Qin Bai's eyes, the middle-aged woman was already a dead person.
Qin Bai dislikes being threatened, especially when the threat is made openly and directly.
“I’ve already said it, I can’t save him. Anyone who gets injured by a charred corpse will become a charred corpse themselves. You should know that very well.”
Qin Bai said.
"I told you, I don't care, you have to save my son!"
The middle-aged woman shouted.
She wasn't stupid. Among so many people, she estimated that only Qin Bai had a slight chance of saving her son; the others had no chance.
"Hurry up, I'm only giving you 10 seconds. If you can't come up with something, we'll both die!"
Wu Ming and Zeng Qiangguo were furious; this woman was utterly unreasonable.
If they had known there were people like that in the team, they would have driven them away long ago.
Qin Bai was also thinking about what other ways he could save the old woman's son.
He quickly came up with a possibility.
His infinite space can store anything inanimate, so flames should count too.
If he were to store the flames on the man's body into his spatial dimension, would he be able to survive?
But there's a problem: if he wants to put anything in, he has to touch it with his own hands.
But what if his hand touches the flame and it spontaneously combusts?
Who will save him then?
Since space isn't an option, what other solutions are there?
At that moment, the old woman's harsh voice rang out: "You have only three seconds left. If you can't find a way, we'll all die together!"
"three……"
"two……"
Just as the old woman was about to shout out the final number, one, Qin Bai suddenly said, "I have a way to save him."
The woman immediately revealed a smug expression: "I knew you would have a way, you can't hide it from me."
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