Chapter 107 Cruel and ruthless.
Shu Lan put this doubt aside for the moment and began to follow the procedures, saying slowly, "Everyone knows that there is no order without rules. District Nine naturally has its own rules. Ji Lan, are you sure these are all the superpowers you brought with you? There are no omissions?"
Ji Lan counted the number of people and found that one was missing. He said, "There's a person with special abilities who didn't seem to hear me and left with me. His ability is to read other people's memories. It doesn't count as combat, nor does it have any auxiliary effect. He's also a bit disliked. Do we need to find him?"
Speaking of memories, Shu Lan recalled an old incident related to District 15, and her mind fluttered. "Call him over."
The man hid among ordinary people and pretended to be deaf when others called him. Ji Lan had to personally grab his ears and bring him to Shu Lan.
Shu Lan saw that man was trembling with fear and didn't dare to look her in the eye, and her guess was roughly confirmed.
"Does your ability work on dead people?"
The man's legs instantly went limp, and he fell to his knees with a thud: "Mercy! Mercy! I didn't mean to let anyone know you killed someone!"
There were too many people here. He only saw the face of the commander of District 9 when Ji Lan called for a meeting. It was as if he was struck by thunder.
He remembered this face, and there was a younger child beside him.
She is the female devil who once killed a team of superpowers!
Shu Lan crossed her arms. "That's what I was saying. There were no witnesses, and all four of them are dead. There must be some kind of supernatural power that allowed you to pinpoint me and my son."
When she mentioned the word wanted, everything she needed to remember came to mind.
Around the time when District 9 fell, a team of superpowers from the District 15 base was killed by a mother and daughter who were also humans. Adhering to the principle of not tolerating the evil behavior of humans killing each other, District 15 issued a wanted notice to the whole society.
Who knew that woman would suddenly become the commander of the District 9 base they defected to?
Ji Lan's eyes went dark, as if the sky was falling.
Is there still room for them in District 9?
Shu Lan looked at everyone's petrified and cracked expressions and couldn't help but laugh. "I was the one who killed people, so don't feel so guilty. My current stance is to convince people with reason. Obedience is not killing. Combat abilities stand on the left, support abilities stand on the right. Baby, remove this person's memory-reading ability first."
A blade appeared at Shu Maomao's fingertips. He shook his wrist and threw it out casually. The thin blade brushed past the cheek of the man kneeling on the ground, turned in the air and returned to Shu Maomao's hand. He wiped the trace of blood on it with his fingertips.
The man touched his face, panicking and confused: "Take...take it off?"
Shu Lan looked at the psychics who had been divided into teams and said, "Now, let me tell you the rules of District Nine. If you want to enjoy the treatment here, you must hand over your psychics to the plunderers and obey the orders of this commander. This is an absolute clause. No objections will be accepted. Those who refuse to obey will die. Do you understand?"
I heard it clearly, but I didn't fully understand it.
Ji Lan was still wondering what a plunderer was and how to hand in his superpowers when he suddenly felt a tingling sensation on the back of his hand. He looked down and saw a tiny red wound with blood oozing out of it.
Shu Maomao put away a pile of blades and said, "I've finished the left side, Mommy."
Before they could raise their questions, Shu Lan silenced them with a high-five. "I know you're all confused right now, but I need to distribute clothes soon. To save time, if you have any questions, go find someone else to explain them to you. Those with special abilities on the right, come over here and explain one by one. What abilities do you have?"
"I...I can definitely keep a plant alive! Just give me leaves or any part of it."
"Oh, farming wizard, you go out with them, next."
"I can imitate all the sounds I hear except human speech."
"You go too."
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As a combat-type psychic, Ji Lan followed the disoriented and confused crowd out of the cafeteria. Ji Xin approached her and comforted her, "Just let it go, cousin."
Ji Lan was confused: What do you mean by letting go? What happened?
The person next to him said angrily: "I know, I can't use my superpowers anymore. The plunderer is literal. She can steal superpowers!"
"Damn, it really is true. I can't use it anymore. Aren't you guys from District 9 just taking advantage of the situation?"
"What the hell is going on here!"
Lu Qinghe was also at the door, not to watch the fun, but to appease the group: "As someone who has been through this, a friendly reminder, if you keep cursing, you might lose your life."
The angry crowd gradually faded away. Ji Lan stretched out his palm and concentrated his attention on condensing frost. Except for the thought, nothing else changed.
Lu Qinghe said, "Everyone's combat abilities will be taken away when they escape. Accept it quickly. This is the rule of District Nine."
"She took away all our powers. How can we protect the base?"
Lu Qinghe burst out laughing: "I finally understand how naive we were in the eyes of the people here."
Ji Lan was the first to react and asked, "The predator is that child, right?"
"Yeah, that's our Master Mao Mao, codenamed the God of Destruction. Relax, you may have lost your powers, but you have God's protection, so you don't have to worry about zombies at all."
"Cousin, you may not believe this, but I haven't seen a zombie in over a year."
All doubts were cleared up. Ji Lan took a deep breath and said calmly, "If this is the rule of District 9, we've even eaten together before, so we should accept it."
Someone still shouted unwillingly: "Deputy Commander!"
Ji Lan said sternly, "Don't call me deputy commander. I'm no longer Jing Hongyu's deputy commander! The purpose of everyone coming here is to survive. If protecting these insignificant superpowers is useful, then all superpowered people should have gone to District 32 together to challenge the Zombie King! Open your eyes and look at the food and shelter they provide us. What can you give in return?"
Lu Qinghe looked at Ji Lan with admiration: "You are so smart. You figured it out so quickly."
There weren't many auxiliary abilities, so Shu Lan finished her interrogation in a short while. She walked out, holding Shu Maomao by the hand, and raised her eyebrows at the gathered people: "Have you explained it clearly? Is there anyone who is not convinced and wants to challenge me to take back the abilities? Come on, come on, I know. If I don't see some blood every time, you won't know how ruthless I, Qin Xiaoshuang, and the God of Destruction are."
Ji Lan was the first to speak: "No, we accept the surrender of superpowers."
"Huh?"
Shu Lan looked at the people who looked like they had given up struggling in surprise. They accepted it so quickly?
Instead, she was a little uncomfortable.
Anyway, it's a good thing to have fewer twists and turns when going through this process. I came back a little late today, and it was almost midnight after dinner. If I continue to be bothered by the supernatural power issue, I won't be able to sleep tonight.
After a day of rain, it finally stopped. Shu Lan distributed the quilts and clothes in the space. Many people had conflicts over the clothes they liked, and the whole base was very noisy.
The same situation happened on Ji Lan's side. The two girls almost fell out over a nice cotton coat. Both claimed that they got it first and refused to let go.
She was about to go up and stop the fight when a sweet but impatient voice suddenly came from the loudspeaker in the middle of the base.
"Pick, pick, pick! I'll see who's picking again. Those who are out have been busy all day, breaking into doors and rummaging through cabinets, and you guys at the base are picking too. From now on, anyone who's not satisfied with the supply arrangements won't get any. We'll burn them all."
Ji Lan had threatened survivors in this way before, but it rarely worked. Her place was full of smart people who were not afraid of her at all, so they would still fight if they had to.
But District 9 immediately became quiet, and the efficiency of distributing things was surprisingly high. Even the dispute on Ji Lan's side was affected and was resolved quietly.
On the first day in District 9, Ji Lan gained a new understanding of the prestige a commander should have.
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