White-clad deliveryman serving wine (4)
Shu Ningmiao's voice echoed incessantly in his mind, like an electric current running through his brain, causing his vision to suddenly go black and him to scream uncontrollably.
At the other end of the system, a loud crash was heard, and textbooks were scattered all over the ground. The person in the middle suddenly dropped the equipment in his hand, collapsed to the ground in a trembling voice.
The dormitory door was flung open, and the person who burst in stopped abruptly in the doorway, a look of disbelief on their face: "Are you alright? Why are you bleeding too—"
The man seemed oblivious to the newcomer's anxious concern, his fingers trembling as he groped on the ground, trying to pick up the fallen equipment again.
...
After saying this, Shu Ningmiao withdrew her consciousness connection without any hesitation, giving the other party no chance to react.
To prevent the other person from retaliating, she disconnected and punched the vehicle's intelligent driving system.
With a crisp sound, shards of glass from the main control screen flew everywhere, and wisps of black smoke billowed from the cracks, nearly burning her hand.
Using the crack, Shu Ningmiao pried open the center console screen. Unable to figure out the structure of the intelligent driving system, she simply tore off all the visible wires inside, instantly cutting off the power supply to the entire car. Even if the other side had great abilities, they wouldn't be able to reach out.
Before the intelligent driving system malfunctioned, the vehicle had automatically activated the emergency braking system. A brief braking sound echoed in the night sky. The driver suddenly lost connection, his body jerked, and he looked at Shu Ningmiao, who was kneeling in the middle of the front seat: "Miss, this..."
Before he could finish speaking, he fainted again from Shu Ningmiao's attack.
The more witnesses there are, the more difficult it is to handle; she didn't want the driver to hear things he shouldn't have.
She turned the steering wheel all the way to one side, and the car drifted and spun around, the wheels screeching against the road surface, the rims vibrating for a while, before finally coming to a complete stop.
Shu Ningmiao leaned forward slightly, and if she hadn't been holding onto the door handle tightly, she would have almost hit the window.
As the car came to a stop, she let go and fell back into the back seat. A few green headlights appeared in the darkness behind the car, flashing by in the darkness.
There were about five people.
Prometheus really thought highly of her.
Judging from the composition of Prometheus's members, these five people may not all be superhumans. Superhumans are extremely rare, and given their status, not everyone would be willing to do the job of tracking her.
Shu Ningmiao thought for a moment and put the gun she had just taken out from the hidden compartment under the car seat back.
Disputes between people with superpowers are handled by special personnel. If she had fired her gun and killed an ordinary person who had not yet awakened their powers, the situation would have become very complicated.
It wouldn't necessarily mean she'd be harmed, but trouble often piles up, and her consistent principle is to avoid giving anyone with ulterior motives any leverage.
Besides, she felt she should be able to handle it.
—Ordinary people can rely on their superpowers, but bullets are not very effective against superpowered individuals.
No one knew where the person had driven the driver using a neural connection; it was pitch black all around, with only the howling wind making a whistling sound.
As night deepened, even with her eyes squinted, Shu Ningmiao could only see a winding path shrouded in darkness ahead.
She felt something was wrong. Even if the clouds were thick, why was it so dark all around? There was no moonlight, and the stars that she could see when she went out had inexplicably disappeared. It was as if the sky and the earth had merged into a dark expanse without any boundaries.
Could this also be some kind of superpower?
Shu Ningmiao bent down and got out of the car, facing the headlights behind her. It was pitch black all around, and she could only see the faint headlights; she couldn't see anything else.
The green headlights, flickering like will-o'-the-wisps, were indeed like will-o'-the-wisps, sometimes disappearing into the darkness, sometimes flashing.
Shu Ningmiao found it strange. She could recognize the green lights as motorcycle headlights because she had seen them on the overpass in Pigne before, but she hadn't heard any motorcycle operation sounds. Why were the lights appearing and disappearing?
Is something blocking it?
She suddenly realized what was happening, took a step back, pressed her back against the car, and changed her hands from their natural hanging position to a vigilant defensive posture, her arms slightly tense.
—This seemingly dense and impenetrable darkness is not true darkness, but fog!
Such a sudden fog must be the work of some superhuman.
The thick fog enveloped everything around it, even blocking out the moonlight overhead, like a giant cocoon.
A dark fog filled the air, and from within it came the sound of deliberately light footsteps, overlapping each other. Shu Ningmiao listened intently and realized that there were probably two people approaching her.
One was roughly in the southwest, and the other in the southeast. The closer they were, the heavier and more distinct their breathing became.
These two people are probably not superhumans, but they have a stable lower body, so they should know some martial arts.
Shu Ningmiao moved swiftly, dodging the blade tip that came from the left. She turned around quickly and, taking advantage of the moment when the attacker swung his blade, she tensed her calves and delivered a precise kick that sent the attacker flying through the air.
Although there was no light in front of her and she couldn't see anything, she could still hear the sound of the blade cutting through the air and feel the airflow when it was swung, so it couldn't be said that she was completely "unable to see".
These people don't think that by shrouding her in mist, she will be at their mercy.
The man was kicked away by her, letting out a scream as he curled up in pain.
Another person on the right had already attacked with gritted teeth. Shu Ningmiao grabbed the person's wrist, her arm trembling slightly as she exerted force. Under the buff of her [Anger] state, her power was concentrated on one point.
With a "crack," the man's wrist, as thick as two of her arms, hung down strangely, its bones broken like tree branches, trembling as they stuck into the flesh.
She shook them off, and in just over ten seconds, Shu Ningmiao had taken care of two people. The area in the dark fog instantly returned to its original tranquility, leaving only the painful breathing sounds of the two people.
But soon, the heavy breathing disappeared. Shu Ningmiao knew that they had used the "Life Symbol" that could numb pain. Prometheus relied on this to make ordinary people and superhumans fight each other.
After numbing all the pain in their bodies, they can quickly regain their fighting ability until they die completely—just like zombies in movies, they are not afraid of pain or death. They will continue to move forward as long as they can still move, even if they lose any part of their body. Therefore, Shu Ningmiao deliberately broke their bones when she made her move, so that they would not be able to get up again.
There are probably three more people hiding a little further away. Are all three of them superhumans?
Shu Ningmiao walked over to the man she had just kicked to the ground and saw him struggling on the ground.
Because the person used a supernatural device to shield themselves from pain, there was no sign of suffering on their face. Coupled with their desperate struggle, they looked like a fish rolling on the ground, which was quite bizarre.
Shu Ningmiao showed no pity whatsoever as she picked up the fallen knife from beside him.
The knife the man was using appeared to be a flawed piece forged privately. The blade was uneven in thickness, and it was a slightly worn silver-white color. The material seemed to be hard steel, but the edge was plated with a layer of gilding.
This layer of piranium increases the value of this knife by more than ten times. As one of the most precious metals on this planet, piranium is cold-resistant, has a high melting point, and has excellent Pandora affinity, optical, electrical, and mechanical properties. It is a top-grade material for making weapons. However, no one would be so extravagant as to forge an entire cold weapon with piranium. At most, they would just plate a thin layer on the blade tip.
That's enough for her.
The stench of blood wafted from beneath her feet, but the surrounding fog was far from dissipating. Shu Ningmiao knew they couldn't end it like this, so she gripped the hilt of her knife tightly, pointing the tip at the pitch-black darkness.
A loud crackling sound, like electricity, came from afar.
Shu Ningmiao turned her head abruptly. Someone was adjusting electronic equipment; they were trying to contact the superhuman with the 'neural connection'.
"Oh dear." A voice spoke from the mist, gentle and soft, belonging to a young woman: "Why isn't he responding? Did you kill him?"
"I don't have that kind of ability." Shu Ningmiao lowered her voice, her eyes darting around as she carefully discerned the woman's location.
The woman laughed softly, her laughter delicate and melodious.
“This setup,” Shu Ningmiao said coldly, the gleaming blade reflecting the slight frown on her face. “You originally planned to kill me here if the negotiations failed.”
"Well, there's nothing we can do about it," the woman said calmly, as if chatting about everyday matters. "Since you're unwilling to cooperate with us, we can't just hand over the Omniscient One to the United Council like this. We'll have to deal with you here."
She is not an omniscient being at all!
Shu Ningmiao finally pinpointed the location and cleaved through the fog with a single strike. The sword energy briefly parted the fog a short distance, and she vaguely saw a figure. She stepped forward and rushed towards it: "With fog like this?"
"Of course...no," the woman said softly. "Don't you feel cold?"
There is already a temperature difference between morning and evening. Even though the fog covered the sky completely, the temperature dropped sharply. Shu Ningmiao was wearing her school uniform, and her body temperature kept dropping.
Perhaps because it was late at night and the dew was heavy, Shu Ningmiao felt an uncomfortable dampness, or perhaps it was misted into water, the ground exuding a wet smell that seemed to seep into her joints.
We need to resolve this quickly and get out of here.
With a flick of her wrist, Shu Ningmiao unleashed a silver light that sliced through all obstacles in her path, striking directly at the figure in the mist. Before even feeling the shockwave, Shu Ningmiao realized something was amiss.
This is not the temperature of a living person.
With a clang, the blade cleanly sliced off half of the "body," and the remaining half, standing on the ground, emitted a thick layer of cold air, almost frosting her fingertips.
The sound came from an ice sculpture in the shape of a human.
The black box that was making a sound inside and the severed upper body fell to the ground together, shattering into pieces, and the woman's voice abruptly stopped.
A mist of water, carrying a chill, blew onto her face, turning into droplets that slowly trickled down her neck.
In that instant, she felt a chill run down her spine.
The woman's voice rang out again from a distant direction, in a affected, high-pitched voice: "That was close! You really didn't hold back."
Just as Shu Ningmiao was about to turn around, she felt the world spinning around her, her legs went weak, and she almost stiffened and fell down.
She looked down and saw that the cement pavement beneath her feet had somehow formed a thin layer of ice, freezing the soles of her shoes and continuing to rise. It felt as if her feet were nailed to the ground, and she couldn't move at all.
A strange chill crept up her spine from her toes, but Shu Ningmiao knew it was just an illusion.
The temperature cooled so quickly that it numbed her senses, causing her calves to go numb instantly, but she didn't notice it immediately.
She is now unable to maintain her balance, and the slightest movement will cause her to fall headfirst.
She couldn't lean any further. Shu Ningmiao tightened her waist and abdomen, keeping her spine in a straight line.
If she bends down even slightly, the ice will freeze her hands quickly, leaving her with no chance to retaliate.
Of the remaining three people, one of them has a special ability related to "ice".
"I can give you another chance."
Another voice drifted over, its sound like an icy spring in summer, chilling her to the bone. Judging from the voice, the person was far away: "Join us."
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