Meng Xin's face paled, then flushed red as she quickly apologized to Bai Ling, "I'm sorry, I... I didn't know!" Then her round eyes widened again, "You said... You said that Bai Xiaoxi, who is at level seven, is still being promoted?"
After hearing these words, the others' eyes widened.
In the military green tent in the distance, Tian Xiaobing, the third-level psychic soldier with freckles who had come over to talk with Zhao Hu, had been observing the situation here with his ears perked up and eyes wide open. When he heard the words spoken in that crisp and surprised voice, he was stunned.
Level 7 and still being promoted? Damn, what kind of team is this?
Before they could finish their thought, they felt waves of energy rushing out from the tent. Even though they were far away, they could feel the huge amount of energy.
The red energy was mixed with green energy, expanding outward in circles like waves. Anyone with a higher level of terror would know that this was energy that had been promoted to level eight.
But slowly, the red energy became higher than the green energy, which meant that the mutant with red energy had made a leap and was directly promoted to level nine.
Because they had been promoted through the lotus seeds, Li Zhenghao and Bai Xiaoxi were able to withstand the pain brought by the leap forward. However, practicing "radio gymnastics" allowed them to be promoted directly to level eight. Because the leap that Li Zhenghao made was level three, and she had seen the pain he had felt at the time, she let him use the energy brought by "radio gymnastics" to be promoted to level eight first.
At this time, a muffled groaning sound was heard from the tent.
It's been two months since the end of the world. How could the people here not know the pain that comes with leaping to a higher position? My heart trembled, and at the same time, I couldn't help but feel a hint of envy and jealousy.
There was no way. A little boy of thirteen or fourteen, who had just been level seven, had reached level nine in the blink of an eye. How could they not be jealous? It also meant that they actually had a level ten fire crystal core in their hands?
What's more, the man at level seven was also promoted to level eight. Does that mean they also have level eight wood crystal cores?
Damn, where did this group of people get these crystal cores from? Everyone looked towards the other side of the river bridge behind them, which could only mean one thing: they must have encountered high-level zombies that escaped from the urban area of Yanjing.
I don't know why, I originally came here just to earn some crystal cores, but when I thought about the possibility of getting promoted like this group of people after hunting zombies in the future, I became excited and wished that a high-level zombie would come over right now.
The green energy gradually weakened, indicating that the handsome man with thick eyebrows and big eyes from the wood element had completed his promotion.
Everyone waited quietly for the cute boy with fire ability to complete his promotion.
Who would have thought that just as the energy of this cute fire-type boy had weakened, an even more powerful wood-type energy pushed out again.
"Wow!" This is really unbearable and makes people want to burst out loud.
This is no longer jealousy or envy, but fear.
Holy shit, it's fine that he reached level eight right in front of them, but in the blink of an eye, he's still advancing? How many high-level crystal cores do they have?
When the group of people thought of this, their hearts started pounding, and they really couldn't control their excitement and shock!
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