Another person quickly chimed in, "That's right, that's right, I saw it too. She was just by the window, and then 'whoosh,' she was at the bottom of the stairs."
A man in a floral shirt slammed his hand down: "That's right, the spiritual energy revival might actually be true."
Maybe that kid on the 14th floor is just lucky; we might have superpowers soon too.
"Hahaha, then I want to fly."
"Huh! What kind of flight is that? That's so lame. Wouldn't it be even more awesome to be able to control wind, fire, and lightning like in novels?"
For a moment, everyone forgot where they were and began to fantasize about what kind of superpowers they might possess.
If Xiao Jin heard this, she'd probably have this expression: o((⊙﹏⊙))o！ ！ ！ ！
Wow, you have quite the imagination!
After some discussion, they decided to start by exploring the apartment building.
Taking supplies from Xiao Jin won't be something that can be done in a short time, and we can't afford to waste this time!
So everyone decided to collect some supplies from inside the building.
Firstly, this place is relatively safe, as most of the monsters have been killed by Xiao Jin.
Secondly, given the recent monster attack, many people have died at the hands of the monsters.
There might be untouched food left in their homes, and it would be such a waste to let it rot. It would be better to let them take it.
So the group quickly got moving to prevent the others from looting everything.
While searching for supplies inside the building, they also encountered Xiao Jin, who had come out to kill the Fog Ghosts.
The group smiled and nodded their thanks. Apart from a few people whose faces were a little stiff, there was nothing else unusual about them, and they didn't dare to come up and disturb Xiao Jin.
Although Xiao Jin found it a bit strange, she didn't think much of it.
While hunting the Fog Demon, Xiao Jin encountered the two sisters on the rooftop again.
They seemed to have remembered Xiao Jin's words, and did not come closer, but hid in the shadows, looking at her with resentful eyes.
Meanwhile, three kilometers away.
A effeminate man in a white suit stood beside the car, carefully sterilizing the scalpel in his hand. At his feet lay three player corpses, each with its chest cavity ripped open and arranged like flower petals.
Blood was splattered all around, and the smell was extremely pungent.
But the people next to me seemed to be completely unaware of it!
Behind the effeminate man stood six or seven other people, one of whom was swiping on a tablet with his bloodstained finger, green coordinates flashing on a blood-red map.
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