One of them stood up. It was Number 2 who had initially refuted Shi Yin: "You say you're the villain, so all we have to do is defeat you."
"Of course, that's an option too. As long as you can defeat me here, the sky's the limit." Shi Yin nodded calmly, "But I don't recommend that you choose that option."
Ji Chuan silently shrank into the corner, afraid of being caught in the crossfire.
In fact, most of these people, like Ji Chuan, kept their heads down and had no intention of standing out. They simply watched quietly as the restless others exchanged messages with each other.
The girls, in particular, were mostly sitting quietly in their seats. Most of them had obtained the system by accident and had not had a smooth life since childhood. They were cautious and somewhat insecure. Although some of them hesitated, they all clasped their hands and dared not say anything.
"Hello, I'm very curious and would like to ask, when you say the strongest, you don't mean yourself, do you?" Number 8 stood up. This man looked a little older, between 20 and 30 years old. Judging from his clothes and smooth, delicate hands, he came from a well-off family.
"Yes," Shi Yin admitted without hesitation.
"I want to confirm one thing. You just said that you want absolute command and absolute power?" Number 8 frowned and continued, "Have you considered that absolute power corrupts absolutely? If Yanlong Kingdom becomes your personal fiefdom, then based on your current behavior, can I call you a tyrant?"
"Yes, you can think that way," Shi Yin readily admitted.
Number 8 was taken aback, not expecting Shi Yin to be so assertive.
"You seem to have misunderstood something. I'm not a gentle person, and the apocalypse isn't a gentle term either." Shi Yin raised an eyebrow: "You're right, I'm a tyrant. If the chosen protagonist wants to gain freedom, isn't it only natural to defeat the villain?"
"Conversely, if you can't even get past me, how can you expect to solve the apocalypse?" Shi Yin said casually, and the whole process was just a matter of standing up from the sofa.
She looked languid, completely indifferent to the person in front of her, exuding an obvious sense of composure.
"You're right, so we have a fourth option, right?"
Number 8 lowered his head, his eyes flashed, and before he could finish speaking, he suddenly looked up.
Shi Yin smiled faintly and met his gaze without flinching: "Of course, it's your freedom, but I don't recommend you choose this option."
Number 8's expression changed slightly.
His mental interference had no effect on Shi Yin at all; the interference energy vanished like a mud ox sinking into the sea, without a trace of echo.
The silence made the interrogation room even more oppressive. Shi Yin and Nan Zhu stood there patiently and casually.
Suddenly, the interrogation room was filled with smoke, which rushed straight to Shi Yin's face.
This must be a special prop like a smoke bomb, which instantly plunged the entire interrogation room into a whiteout, making it impossible to see one's own hand in front of one's face, and even making it impossible to see the figures of each other's companions.
Amidst the smoke, the movement of figures stirred up a gentle breeze, and even the fleeting shadows were too obscured by the dense smoke.
A low groan, the voice of a young girl, followed by the sound of flesh and bone hitting the floor. The next instant, there was a clang, seemingly the resonance of a sword vibrating.
Everyone tensed up, their palms sweating slightly.
"As I said, I don't recommend you make this choice."
Shi Yin's clear, cold voice came from the mist, still calm and undisturbed, without even a trace of emotion.
The ventilation switch was turned on by the police officers outside the door. With the simultaneous airflow fluctuations, the smoke quickly dissipated, gradually revealing the center of the smoke.
Everyone stared in shock at the very center of the fog, where two seemingly unperturbed people sat on the sofa, their expressions a mixture of fear, relief, and... delight.
The smoke that filled the air just now was the result of a coordinated attack and escape by a few disobedient individuals. They had planned it all out perfectly; some of them had already completed the newbie tasks and received the gift packs, and had also completed some smaller tasks, earning some points.
Someone obtained a special smoke grenade from the system store. This smoke grenade can obscure a person's vision at an extremely fast speed and with high intensity. It also contains dust, which not only severely affects a person's breathing but also has a strong hypnotic and tear-inducing effect.
It can be described as a weapon of surprise attack.
The person pinned to the ground was a girl, who looked to be fourteen or fifteen years old. She was holding a short stick that had not yet dissipated, which emitted a warm yellow light and seemed to be formed from energy.
This is someone who has awakened the power of light.
This is a reincarnated individual, but there are only three possibilities for someone to possess superpowers before the meteorite strikes.
One type is attached to Toki, such as the other four of the Five Knights. They were chosen by Toki and given memories, so their abilities were naturally copied by Toki.
The second possibility is that she possesses a system. After completing certain tasks, the system might offer a lottery or grant her special abilities, but this girl shows no trace of such a system.
The third possibility is that this girl has a treasure, a treasure similar to a spatial item. After her rebirth, she already knew how to use this treasure and awakened her special ability ahead of time.
However, it is clear that sometimes awakening one's superpowers prematurely is of no use.
At this moment, the girl was pinned to the ground by Nan Zhu and could not move. No matter how much she struggled, it had no effect.
The girl tried to use light to create some attack methods to strike Nan Zhu's hand and make him release her. However, before she could even make a move and before the light could be formed, Nan Zhu tightened his grip on her shoulder with his left hand.
As the bones creaked and cracked, the girl cried out in pain, and the light spots around her disappeared, finally becoming obedient.
Nan Zhu knelt on the ground, her face still bearing that calm and gentle smile.
His body proportions are excellent; his broad shoulders and narrow waist make him appear elegant and composed.
When Nan Zhu came in, he wasn't wearing a suit jacket. His snow-white shirt subtly revealed his muscle lines, and a newly issued pistol was tucked into his waistband, one shot covering half of his waist.
"Please don't move, miss." Nan Zhu's voice was gentle, but a sharp threat was hidden in her coaxing tone: "The saying 'don't hit women' doesn't apply in special teams."
The girl who was pinned to the ground turned pale. She could feel that the hand pressing on the back of her neck could snap her neck with just a little force.
Compared to the pleasing sights of Nanzhu's side, Shiyin's side is more terrifying.
The two men who attacked Shi Yin were Number 2 and Number 8, who had initially questioned her. They hit it off immediately and both had systems.
However, the two men's attack methods were quite different.
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