With just one finger, Su Ming'an held up the huge hammer. His posture was as relaxed as if he was holding up a feather, and even his other hand was still behind his back.
The other four looked at this side in surprise, their eyes full of shock and awe.
"You...your ability is [Infinite Strength]?" The big man's face turned red and his neck became thick, staring at Su Mingan in disbelief. Only this ability could explain it.
Su Mingan was too lazy to speak. He moved his fingers and a huge force was transmitted along the sledgehammer.
"boom--!"
The huge force pushed the man out like a pendulum, and with a loud bang, he was almost embedded in the wall. Dust and small pieces of stone fell.
Looking at the big man who was almost lifeless on the wall, people were silent.
Su Mingan ignored them and walked straight towards the iron railing. With a "click", he unlocked it and left.
He heard a quiet discussion behind him:
"The real person never shows his true colors... What a pity, he probably didn't want to be a teammate with us, so he left alone."
"That big guy is not dead yet. Should we kill him? If he wakes up, he will definitely hold a grudge against us."
“Kill, kill someone…?”
"For our future safety, we must kill him. We are defending ourselves, not harming others. Don't feel too burdened..."
The sound gradually faded away.
Su Mingan walked in the dark and deep corridor. There were cells on both sides. There were 5-8 people in each cell. It seemed that this was the starting point for the players.
Some of the cell doors were already open, while others were still tightly locked, with the people inside either fighting with each other or at a loss as to what to do.
When Su Mingan passed by, he heard some cries for help coming from the prison doors, and a strong smell of blood. It seemed that the big man was already "gentle", at least he didn't kill. In the eyes of some people, teammates are not important at all, and only eating them can maximize their benefits.
"An-chan, there are so many contestants in the Disciple Game, are these cells enough?" Adu's voice came from the wrist.
"The cells should be in a circular shape. There should be hundreds of cells in each 360-degree circle. The total number of cells is already six digits. Multiply that by the number of people in each cell, and we have seven digits of contestants." Su Mingan thought, "If the number of degrees is reduced a little bit, it will be enough. After all, games don't emphasize reality."
At this time, he saw a light in the distance, almost walking out of the corridor.
After a few steps, he stood in the darkness. Surrounding him were dilapidated high-rise buildings, unfinished buildings, cracked roads, broken traffic lights, street lamps, electric poles, etc. Everywhere there were scattered steel bars and stone bars, crashed cars, and dried blood, a scene of doomsday.
The moon was dim and the night was falling. About a thousand people were standing outside. Some leaned against rocks, some stood on poles, and some squatted on the eaves. The dim light lengthened their shadows.
When Su Mingan came out, thousands of eyes scanned him, as if they were sizing him up.
"…The 6725th one to come out."
"Looks weak."
Su Mingan heard the discussion.
It seemed that these people were quick and quickly unlocked the door. Most of them were armed with weapons, including daggers, sticks, swords, knives, and even pistols and submachine guns. Some of them had several weapons on their backs, which must have been obtained by killing their teammates.
…
[You have entered the waiting area, please wait until 1 a.m.]
[Killing is not allowed in this venue, please wait patiently. 】
…
Su Mingan looked at the time. It was now 12:36. It seemed that any contestant who had not left the cell at 1 a.m. would be eliminated.
He found a secluded corner, sat on a rock and waited.
"...Jellyfish, what are you doing?" At this time, a voice came from my ear.
Su Mingan looked sideways and could vaguely see a colorful illusory shadow.
"...Casadia, you really have a lot of free time, don't you?" Su Ming'an said. He had never used the item "The Fun Devil's Poisoned Wine Skirt" once, but Casadia did it again and again.
"I'm here to give you a message." Casadia's voice always had an upward tone. "Don't you want to know which players are here? You can't tell who they are."
Su Mingan's tone softened instantly: "You say."
Casadia pointed with her rainbow color, and Su Mingan saw a woman with a long black ponytail, white horns on her head, and long horns like bones. Some half-demons gathered around her.
"Mizushima Kawaseong." Casadia accurately called out her identity: "Taotie."
The rainbow color moved to the right, pointing to a red-haired girl. The girl was sitting on the balcony of an unfinished building, her legs swaying, and her pupils were vertical and slightly red.
"Zhao Yuan." Casadia said, "Zerg."
The rainbow color moved again, pointing to a man with fox ears. The man smiled and responded to the men and women around him. There were red marks on his face that looked like claw marks.
"Yi Song." Casadia said, "Nine-tailed Fox."
"Ah..." Su Mingan felt as if this was expected. This race was... quite suitable.
The rainbow colors moved again, and a celestial being with snow-white wings and a compassionate expression was praying with his eyes closed.
"Boris," Cassadia said. "The Celestial Tribe."
Following Casadia's direction, Su Mingan recognized many players, some familiar to him, and many unfamiliar to him.
The beverage tribe, exuding a fragrance and with blue light flowing in their eyes, is born at dusk.
Anthony, a top player known as the "Judgment from Heaven", a member of the Tengu tribe that chases the scorching sun.
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