In the silence, the firelight flickered.
Everyone was watching Su Changxing sitting at the table, quietly waiting, not knowing what he was going to do.
The hour hand passed twelve o’clock, and like a burst of inspiration, several soft light spheres lit up in Su Changxing’s mind, like signposts.
They increased!
Su Changxing clearly felt that this time the distribution density of the Mysterious Shops had increased. In other words, the overall number of shops had roughly doubled from before.
This was like a real game, where the difficulty was constantly increasing, and correspondingly, the players’ abilities were also continuously increasing.
Su Changxing sat at the table, cross-referencing the map drawn by Zhu Wenwu, merging the light spheres in his mind with it, and a map marked with the locations of the Mysterious Shops gradually formed in his mind.
The "Store Delivery Person" talent allowed him to perceive all shops within ten kilometers, knowing their direction and distance. As long as he knew his location on the map, he could know the location of the Mysterious Shops.
Su Changxing picked up a pencil from the table and marked the locations of six Mysterious Shops to the east on the map, all within a range of three to five kilometers, and said:
"These are the nearest Mysterious Shops nearby, a total of six, the nearest is only three kilometers away. Huang Biao, act according to your capability."
The room suddenly fell silent; you could hear a pin drop. Except for Huang Biao, Zhu Wenwu and others all looked at Su Changxing with shocked expressions.
You can actually know the location of the Mysterious Shops.
The Mysterious Shops must be operated by your family.
"Let’s go."
Su Changxing handed the map to Huang Biao, turned around, and walked toward the door. Every minute and second was precious now. If he was late by even a minute, the shop might be occupied by someone else.
Moreover, he had a hunch that this refresh of the Mysterious Shops would have some unusual changes, just like how the number of Mysterious Shops had increased.
Huang Biao looked stunned at the map in his hand and shouted, "You better be careful, see you tomorrow morning."
Su Changxing, carrying a bow and a long knife, walked out the door, looked back at him, and smiled, "Well, worry about yourself. See you tomorrow morning."
He jogged into the corridor, disappearing into the darkness. In a city without lights, a relatively enclosed space meant darkness.
Upon reaching the street, he heard chaotic roars. Su Changxing bent over slightly, transformed into a shadow, and sprinted across the street.
This action made him like a firefly in the night, drawing attention. The surrounding zombies reacted as if stirred into a frenzy, their roars rising a few octaves, swarming toward him.
Su Changxing swung his knife horizontally, slicing through the air, and the heads of two zombies exploded under the blade, spraying blood and bone shards.
He ran straight across the street, rushing into the alleyway on the opposite side. This area was cleared out during the day, and there weren’t many zombies, but he still planned to take the alleyways.
With the map, knowing the general direction of the alleyways, he could completely rely on their narrowness to avoid the Undead Tide, thereby likely avoiding the Screamers.
Moreover, because he now had the Vector Chess as a trump card, he had a certain confidence... the confidence to escape from the Screamers, his courage swelling again.
The alleyway was dark and narrow, and encountering a large number of zombies meant no chance of escape, even possibly being trapped to death in the alleyway, making it a dangerous place at night for ordinary people.
But for Su Changxing, it was the best route. In the presence of sparsely scattered zombies, he could directly deal with them, and when facing many zombies, he could climb over them.
The blade pierced through a zombie’s head with extreme speed. Su Changxing glanced sideways as another zombie charged at him.
This was already the ninth zombie in the alleyway, and he had only run about three to four hundred meters.
"The zombie density in the alleyway is a bit higher than expected, but it’s not a major issue."
Su Changxing thought for a moment, lifted his knife, and charged at the next zombie, able to see the other end of the alleyway clearly now.
Exiting this alleyway, he ran along the street to the next alleyway. According to the map, after passing through three alleyways, he would just reach the vicinity of the Mysterious Shop.
Entering the second alleyway, Su Changxing saw a lot of zombies piled up in the middle of the alley, easily bypassed them by climbing, and in a pursuing situation, ran out of the alley to the third alleyway.
In the third alleyway, there were noticeably fewer zombies. In four to five minutes, he fought his way to the other end of the alleyway.
A rumble of roars akin to waves reached his ears from ahead; the zombies seemed disturbed or provoked by something.
Just as Su Changxing cut down the last zombie at the mouth of the alleyway, a bright blaze flashed over the street outside, illuminating the surrounding streets, houses, and zombies, as if a huge bonfire was lit on the street.
Like a depth charge thrown down, a massive Undead Tide instantly formed, surging toward the blaze.
"Superpower User? Who’s courting death here?"
Su Changxing halted, distinctly smelling the scent of burnt flesh in the air — presumably burnt zombie flesh.
To him, in this world, a large-scale superpower display on the street was courting death unless the user was very powerful.
Two possibilities: either this Superpower User accidentally fell into danger and had no choice but to use their superpower.
Or this was planned, and they were trying to use this method to lure away zombies.
Su Changxing recalled that loud noise he heard on the first night, similar in sound, attracting zombies to one area to relieve pressure on surrounding areas.
Chenxi?
Or some other organization?
Only relatively complete organizations would do such things, for individuals, doing such things was tiring and unrewarding, usually only benefiting others.
The blaze at the alleyway’s mouth grew brighter, and the number of zombies converging grew, with zombies even streaming into the alley.
Su Changxing made a decisive decision, turning to run in the other direction of the alley, though the distance was a bit farther, not by much.
Reaching the street, Su Changxing noticed significantly fewer zombies around, clearly drawn off by the blaze.
He ran along areas with fewer zombies to the street corner; the Mysterious Shop was around the street’s bend, only about 500 meters away.
Very close.
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"Brother, our luck isn’t bad, haha, there’s actually a Mysterious Shop nearby. We agree, we’ll split the rare resources inside evenly."
A tall, thin bald man spoke with joy, as if he won a lottery, casually taking out a zombie’s brain with a practiced slash.
His name was Xu Chu’s Sweat, and the short but strong man beside him was Zhang Daxi. Both were international mercenaries, on a mission when they were deployed.
After coming to this world, they found they weren’t far apart, so they joined forces.