The SSS-level tasker who had narrowly escaped Bei Ming's attack hid in his own space, gasping for breath.
The image of Bei Ming throwing a punch and emitting a dazzling light still lingers in her mind.
With that kind of speed and that kind of strength, he's only one step away from becoming a demigod, right?
"Why?" the woman asked angrily in her mind, "System, isn't Bei Ming a native? Why is he so strong?"
"Host, please wait a moment. I will send an error report to the main brain immediately." As usual, the system did not answer any questions.
Everything related to Bei Ming seemed to be highly confidential to the Lord God. Based on this alone, it was no surprise that he had become so powerful. How could anyone connected to the Lord God be just an ordinary person?
I killed him once, so he must be targeting me now, right?
The woman shivered with cold at the thought. Having lived for hundreds of years, she hadn't experienced fear or death in a long time. Yet, in those few brief seconds, she had actually smelled the approach of death.
If it weren't for her space that could teleport her to any place, she might not even have a complete body left.
The woman, her hands and feet weak, crawled to the edge of the spiritual spring and sniffed her nose hard, inhaling the layer of smoke floating on the surface. Without the evaporation of spiritual objects, the smoke was too weak to have any soothing effect.
Woman? She cursed harshly.
At the same time, the system responded: "Host, Bei Ming's information has been revised. Please kill him as soon as possible."
The woman immediately checked the task list, her eyes suddenly widened, and then she cursed even more frantically.
At the same time, 7480 also discovered the revised task list.
"Master, look!" It quickly called out to Zhuang Li who was fixing his hair in the bathroom.
Zhuang Li connected his brainwaves to the task device, took a quick glance, and then chuckled. The first notice on the taskbar changed to the following: [Task target Bei Ming, level between SSS and SSSS, reward points: 50 million.]
"SSSS level?" Zhuang Li raised his eyebrows and asked, "Didn't you say that the highest level is only SSS?"
7480 speculated, "This? The SSSS level should be invented by the Lord God specifically for the gods. Master? Why are you asking me? Don't you know better than me why gods are SSSS-level?"
Zhuang Li raised the corners of his lips in amusement, but then his face darkened as he spoke his conjecture: "If Bei Ming hadn't been killed, I'm sure he would have become a powerful psychic. He would have saved this world. The bounty issued by the Lord God is, to put it bluntly, only to cut off Bei Ming's chance of awakening. And I am correcting this mistake."
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At the same time, Bei Ming led his team out of the encirclement of the zombies and settled in a supermarket.
The food on the shelves has been cleared out by the survivors, but the bedding and blankets left in the living area will allow everyone to have a good sleep tonight.
Ye Huai took out a stove, a few bags of solid alcohol, and a pot, ready to cook instant noodles. However, he forgot his lighter and didn't want to ask the fire-powered users in the team for help, so he stood up and prepared to look for one in the supermarket.
Bei Ming saw through his dilemma at a glance, so he pinched a small ball of paper in his palm and rubbed it gently to make a fireball, which he threw into the stove.
Ye Huai stared at him in astonishment, then said sourly, "Thank you."
The people with special abilities who were sitting not far from the two of them were now stealthily glancing over at them, their expressions filled with a bit of awe.
When they first met, they didn't take the captain seriously at all. He behaved very arrogantly, refusing to assemble when asked to, refusing to count when asked to, and willingly going against orders when asked to obey, as if he was not qualified to be a superpower if he didn't show his rebelliousness.
However, after witnessing the battle just now, they all wilted. They didn't even dare to breathe in front of Bei Ming, and their attitude towards ordinary soldiers became much more humble.
They finally understood what it meant that there is always someone better than you.
In this way, the team will be more cohesive.
Bei Ming had deliberately sat next to Ye Huai. This guy, who constantly grumbled about Dr. Zhuang and had undergone genetic modification, was clearly an acquaintance of Dr. Zhuang's.
"Have you met Dr. Zhuang?" Bei Ming asked casually.
Ye Huai nodded while stirring the instant noodles: "He and I are roommates."
Bei Ming was extremely surprised. He looked Ye Huai up and down and asked, "How old are you?"
"I'm twenty. Don't doubt it, Zhuang Li is also only twenty years old and hasn't even graduated from college yet." Ye Huai said happily.
If Zhuang Li knew that his sweetheart always imagined him as an old man, he would definitely be furious. Hahahaha...
Bei Ming suppressed his surprise, but the subtle feeling in his heart grew stronger. A twenty-year-old super genius, this Dr. Zhuang Li was truly amazing.
With each passing second, Bei Ming's desire to see Dr. Zhuang grew stronger. That person was like a ray of light hidden in the dark fog, making him particularly eager to explore.
The instant noodles were cooked, and Ye Huai scooped a bowl for Bei Ming.
The others also made instant noodles and ate them with gusto.
There was a loud clang from the shelf next door, followed by Xiaocai's exclamation. Several soldiers ran over to see what had happened, only to see Xiaocai had knocked over his bowl of instant noodles, spilling the soup all over him.
Bei Ming also walked over.
King, who was helping Xiaocai wipe her clothes, caught sight of his tall figure and froze slightly. Xiaocai also held back her breath.
Xiao Wang hurriedly forced a smile and explained, "Captain, my hand slipped when I was holding the bowl of side dishes. It's no big deal." He had no idea how pale his face was and how timid his expression was.
Liu Ping and A Gang huddled together against the shelf, like two quails hiding in a corner after encountering an eagle.
Bei Ming looked around at the five people who were clearly not right, nodded slightly, and then walked away. The moment he turned his back, he heard the sound of these people breathing softly and saw their expressions as if they had been pardoned.
What made them so scared suddenly?
As he was pondering this, King asked anxiously, "System, are you sure? Bei Ming is SSSS-level? I've been taking missions for hundreds of years, and I've never heard of an SSSS-level! The most powerful of us missioners is only SSS-level!"
Xiaocai and others were also communicating with their own systems, constantly asking if there was anything wrong with the data.
The system said firmly, "The data transmitted by the main brain cannot be wrong. Please complete the task diligently."
Ah King cursed in annoyance.
Xiao Cai cried, "I'm only A-rank, and Bei Ming is SSSS-rank. How can I complete the mission? Should I risk my life to complete it?"
The system couldn't sense Xiaocai's despair at all, and repeated coldly: "Host, please work hard to complete the task."
Xiaocai sniffed and looked at King silently. King shook his head at her, then looked at the other team members and shook his head again, meaning that they would not do this mission.
Everyone nodded silently in agreement.
Bei Ming watched and heard the entire exchange. He probably understood that his strength was top-notch among these taskers, and they were not afraid of him.
However, half a year ago, he was just an ordinary human being.
So the question arises again, what did that magical Dr. Zhuang do to me? Bei Ming was lost in thought, sketching Dr. Zhuang's appearance in his mind stroke by stroke, but he could not draw a clear blueprint.
With such a strong desire, Bei Ming quickened his pace the next day.
Perhaps it was because his level intimidated the taskers, and no one jumped out to cause trouble during the subsequent journey. The slow-moving zombies could not pose any threat to this well-equipped team.
That afternoon, Bei Ming finally arrived at the port and met Dr. Zhuang Li.
The man stood on a massive ship, his hands resting on the railing, looking down with a smile. The sea breeze ruffled his half-curled hair and blew red on his fair face. A faint light gleamed in his narrow eyes, as distant and mysterious as the stars in the sky.
A flock of black crows circled overhead, screeching, their flapping wings occasionally spilling specks of blood, the stains left behind as they pecked at the corpses. The sky was blanketed in a gray haze, stained crimson by the setting sun. The entire world was dim. But Dr. Zhuang, clad in a pure white uniform, was the only clear color in this apocalyptic despair.
Bei Ming stood under the huge ship and looked up at this "person".
He exhausted his imagination but was unable to sketch out such a figure.
He was stunned.
Dr. Zhuang, who was standing on the giant ship, suddenly chuckled twice and then waved his hand.
His voice is also as clear as spring water.
Bei Ming fell into an inexplicable dizziness, as if he were short of oxygen, or his heart was beating too fast after strenuous exercise, and he felt a little overwhelmed. Under Dr. Zhuang Li's gentle gaze, he seemed to instantly transform from superman back into an ordinary person.
He once again felt the shortness of breath.
But the next moment, the dizziness turned into a coldness like falling into an ice cave.
After the black crows dispersed, he saw clearly a line of text floating above Dr. Zhuang's head: [A-level tasker,? Department, 100,000 points.]
Tasker?
Bei Ming blinked, unable to accept this reality for a moment. Dr. Zhuang Li, who had rescued him from the clutches of death and bestowed upon him extraordinary powers, was actually a tasker!
Why?
Bei Ming took a step back with an expression of disbelief on his face.
After observing them for so long, he knew that the interests of the taskers and all of humanity were at odds. They delighted in slaughter. Whether killing humans or zombies, they earned varying amounts of points. Their ultimate goal was to destroy everything, even themselves.
He heard clearly how King strangled the zombies and how he calculated the points of each zombie.
Xiaocai also counted the psychics in the team and said, "It's a pity to lose so many points."
So he knew exactly what kind of people these taskers were!
They lack humanity, knowing only to kill. They measure everything in the world by points. They see no family or friends, only their mission. They are forever pursuing power, yet they have no idea what power actually is.
Bei Ming had no way of accepting the fact that Dr. Zhuang Li was also a tasker.
This indicates that they are enemies, and they will fight to the death. One day, they will meet on the killing field.
Bei Ming covered his chest and suddenly felt the pain of the scar that had long disappeared.
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