Global Game: I Have Portable Store

This is the Black Dog Gang’s own medical facility, with fairly complete amenities, including a dedicated operating room.

Zhong Qijun led them across the entire medical facility, running a distance of three to four hundred meters, passing through a corridor, and then was surprised to find there was even an elevator here, with stairs next to it.

"The entire space has been completely distorted, trapezoidal in shape. Walking from other places, you’ll get caught in a continuous loop."

On Zhong Qijun’s cheeks, below his two eyes, two identical eyes had opened at some point, with blue fish-like patterns in the whites of the eyes, observing the surroundings up, down, left, and right, constantly rotating.

[Four-Eyed Sky-Breaking Eye: Able to see through spatial changes, a nascent form of divine power generated by abilities.

Note: This ability requires a large amount of life force to drive, and will continuously reduce lifespan]

Divine power prototype?

This is probably something similar to "Concentrating".

Su Changxing got some information about Zhong Qijun’s eyes from True Knowledge, no wonder he could perceive changes in the surrounding space and the way they’re connected.

It turned out to rely on these pair of eyes.

This is a directional perception, extremely sensitive to a certain aspect, but correspondingly, when directional perception is activated, perceptions in other areas will significantly decrease.

Mu Donglai and the other two are quite exceptional, even now, they have means unknown to Su Changxing, which would only be deployed when forced into a desperate situation.

Su Changxing turned back to look, on the other side of the passage, blood spread on the ground, forming waves like water snakes, sending a chill down one’s spine.

The surrounding space trembled, and silence enveloped their ears. Not far behind them, a wall suddenly cracked open, and a huge hand covered in long hair stretched out from that spot.

Su Changxing drew his firearms, transforming them into seven, and continuously shot at the giant hand while quickly retreating, moving past the foremost Zhong Qijun.

Blood exploded from the long-haired hand, a large amount of intestine-like things fell to the ground, with red specks sprinkling on the gray floor, not very noticeable.

The long-haired hand paused for only a moment under the attack, continuing to grab at them just as fast as before, constantly scraping against the corridor walls, leaving trench marks, dust, and rubble.

"Stop it, Huang Yeying!" Mu Donglai, seeing things were going awry, shouted, his entire body shrouded in a dreamy mist with specks of shine.

His ability and position were very obscure, even Su Changxing couldn’t discern them, but he knew they weren’t weak, even very powerful, as his status in the trio indicated.

Huang Yeying’s face was pale, his body trembling uncontrollably, slowing down as he ran, though fearful, he still did as Mu Donglai instructed.

He consumed something like a black pill, gray fine lines appearing on his hands and face.

Astounding lightning flashed between his hands, blindingly bright. A bolt of lightning shot out like an arrow, high-voltage electricity piercing the air, saturating the entire corridor like a spider web. Even Su Changxing at the back could feel a faint tingling on his skin.

Huang Yeying’s sudden outburst of power made Su Changxing remain cautious, he never thought these three individuals, who even found it difficult to face Rune Warriors, could unleash such strength.

This was probably their trump card, not to be used frequently, perhaps only once.

So unless driven to a dead end, they wouldn’t use it.

And now was indeed the dead end.

The long-haired hand slowed under the lightning barrage, and they took the opportunity to sprint into the stairway, fleeing upstairs.

But Huang Yeying started to slow down at this moment, seemingly exhausted, his stamina and spirit severely depleted under the metal attacks.

"Help me, I can’t run anymore." He panted heavily, slowing down more and more, while the crashing sounds behind got closer, as if death was approaching.

Mu Donglai turned back, looking at him coldly, "Someone has to be sacrificed, so please go and die!"

At this moment, such words were ice-cold.

Huang Yeying’s face twisted with rage, abruptly stopped, stood still, shouting at the spot where the three had already disappeared on the stairs: "Mu Donglai, you beast, you won’t die a good death, I swear, I curse you!"

More and more gray lines appeared on his face.

In the next moment, a finger with a yellow nail pierced through his abdomen, the long-haired hand pressed him against the stairs, its enormous force crushing his lower body, blood flowing step by step down the stairs, thick and viscous.

Huang Yeying spat out a mouthful of blood, his face full of unwillingness and anger.

His death bought Su Changxing and the other two quite some time.

Su Changxing followed Zhong Qijun all the way to the eighth floor, one level below the top floor.

Here, their speed slowed down, the stench in the air disappeared, and the banging noise from behind faded away.

According to Zhong Qijun, although this space was connected to the previous one, it was not the same space, with different rules.

Su Changxing felt a strong connection with the Ratman Statue, just above his head, very near.

This space seemed to have transformed because of the Ratman Statue.

Mu Donglai said with a face full of emotion: "It’s a pity Huang Yeying sacrificed himself for us, I’m really sorry about his situation."

Su Changxing saw contradiction and distortion on his face. It was also strange that Huang Yeying was so unwilling, yet did not resist.

There must be something wrong within this.

Mu Donglai and his group previously consisted of four people. While being pursued by the Rune Warriors outside the building, one was killed.

When they arrived, Su Changxing saw his corpse, his body sliced into two pieces, the death being extremely tragic. Yet his teammates did not deal with his corpse at all.

It’s like a tool; when useful, it is well utilized. When useless, it is casually discarded.

Zhong Qijun said indifferently, "Without her, we might not have been able to escape."

Su Changxing did not respond, feeling their relationship was extremely bizarre, neither like teammates nor like superiors and subordinates.

The eighth floor was also the top floor of the elevator. From the adjacent stairs going up, it was where the leader of the Black Dog Gang stayed.

Mu Donglai looked toward the stairway beside him, eagerly stepped forward, "Brother Liu Luola, that thing should be up there, right?"

Su Changxing followed behind, smiled and nodded slightly, "I think so, as long as no one has touched it."

Here, the space seemed to return to normal. After climbing two flights of stairs, they reached the top floor, where they were greeted by a birdcage.

But that bird was alive, jumping inside the cage, tilting its head and scrutinizing them, occasionally chirping once or twice.

Seeing this scene, Su Changxing abruptly halted his steps.

Mu Donglai also stopped, "What’s wrong?"

Su Changxing gestured towards the birdcage and smiled, "Don’t you see there’s a live bird there?"

For a creature to appear here, there certainly must be an issue.

The three stood in the corridor, observing from a distance for a while, yet found nothing unusual. It seemed to be a normal bird, merely lucky to survive here.

"Go try it." Mu Donglai ordered Zhong Qijun.

Zhong Qijun glanced, said nothing more, and walked forward a few steps with a large firearm, aiming the gun at the birdcage and pulling the trigger.

As the loud gunshot echoed in the corridor, the moment the bullet hit the birdcage, the small green bird inside suddenly enlarged, its feathers turned black, making harsh, hoarse screams as it lunged at Zhong Qijun.

Zhong Qijun retreated while firing at the black bird, the bullets bounced off the black feathers, causing no significant damage.

Next, he threw something resembling a smoke bomb under the black bird’s feet, releasing a huge cloud of smoke to isolate the space.

"Kill it!" Mu Donglai shouted, and masses of gray mist sliced through the black bird’s body like a wide cleaver, cutting it into two.

No blood flowed; the severed black bird’s flesh crazily grew. In just a moment, the divided black bird turned into two black birds, similar to before.

"Liu Luola?" Mu Donglai sensed something amiss and looked around, finding Su Changxing had somehow moved to the passageway behind the bird, watching with a mocking smile.

"Damn it!"

"Just you wait."

Su Changxing ignored Mu Donglai’s shouting; the passage was completely blocked by the black bird, they couldn’t cross.

He surely didn’t believe Mu Donglai followed him because of gratitude for saving his life; it was just bull.

They were merely using each other; Mu Donglai’s people valued Su Changxing’s formidable power.

Su Changxing also saw Mu Donglai’s group had some value, at least they could draw fire in critical moments.

Pushed open the door, walked inside.

He saw a skeleton holding half a Ratman Statue, sitting at the center of the room.

"Surely it’s because of you."

Su Changxing understood all this was Karis’s doing, as for why, he didn’t quite understand.

Everyone in West City was dead, unable to gain any more faith from here.

Step by step he approached the statue, his pace wasn’t fast, footfalls clearly echoed within the room.

But despite being close at hand, he walked over a hundred meters yet still hadn’t arrived.

There was an issue with the space here.

When contemplating what to do, a vague voice sounded in his ear, "Humans truly are a greedy race. Desires continually expand, the more obtained, the more demanded."

The voice seemed to emanate from inside the idol, from the god behind it, Karis.

The sound was clear and silent, as if coming from afar, striking directly at the soul, lingering until fading away.