Chapter 69

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Chapter 69: The Trashy Little Cat Refresh Point

The three heads of the Giant Eagle dared not make a sound under the man’s gaze.

It was crumpled into a half-dead heap of flesh, and before being locked in the specially made giant cage, it heard the man’s words:

“Be careful, send it to the dissection room for those people at the research institutes.”

In the next moment, anesthetic gas sprayed from all around, and the Giant Eagle painfully closed all its eyes.

—

The anti-air bullets passed through the body of the Two-headed Cat and the head that hadn’t hit the ground. Its body splattered bits everywhere.

The area in the Southern District near the inner and outer city walls seemed to have a brief rain.

The less damaged head fell unnoticed into a ditch by the roadside, mingling with unknown garbage.

The Two-headed Cat—no, now it was just a single-headed cat—had completely lost the color of life in its eyes, while layers of trash slowly piled up on top of it.

Among the trash pile, several mycelium began to stealthily spread from the neck of the cat’s head, searching through the gaps in the garbage for nutrients and body parts.

As dusk fell, the once arrogant Giant Eagle was vivisected, and the beast tide on the southern city walls had mostly been repelled.

Nian, who killed the last few extraordinary beasts, retracted his nails and looked toward the northern inner city.

Half a day passed, and there was no movement from that direction.

It seemed things were indeed as the Fat Man had said; they had been well-prepared over there.

How sinister.

Nian sighed inwardly, unsure if the condition of that powerful superpowered individual being weak was true, but regardless, the other side had certainly made ample preparations.

If someone or an extraordinary beast acted recklessly, the outcome would not be better than that of today’s Giant Eagle.

The Puppet Master had switched between seven or eight bodies, while their main body rested sweetly on the Soft Pad in the back.

After killing the last extraordinary beast, the spider-type extraordinary beast raised its two front paws toward the soldiers, like a soldier surrendering against overwhelming odds.

In the next moment, its body went limp on the ground, and the distant Puppet Master instantly awoke. At the same time, the marking duty was taken over by Beacon, causing the spider extraordinary beast to suddenly become hideous.

The prepared soldiers surged forward, regardless of whether that extraordinary beast had any chance of rising from the puppet state, launching a fierce attack on its joints.

Confirming its death, the already dismembered spider-type extraordinary beast was discarded on the spot, and several bulldozers and sweepers drove in from afar to clean up the extraordinary beast’s corpse, shattered flesh, and blood.

Shaking off the bloodstains on his nails, Captain of the Sixth Squad, Nian, fell from the middle of the sky, returning to a normal walking state.

In the distance, Fresnel scoffed, mumbling softly, “Who hasn’t flown before?” as he approached with a smile.

The two shook hands tightly. As members of the top ten superhero team, Nian adopted an inspection demeanor as he looked at Fresnel:

“You and your team performed well.”

Did that need to be said?

Fresnel held back the urge to roll his eyes and kept nodding in agreement with his words.

The teammates exchanged nods as well; while they were not particularly familiar with each other, they shared a nodding acquaintance from headquarters. This experience together indeed deepened their understanding more than before.

As the atmosphere fell into silence, Wang Xiao strolled over, swinging his two arms smeared with extraordinary beast brain matter, having just finished off some creatures that didn’t seem completely dead.

This time, the originally aloof teammates showed smiles towards Wang Xiao, especially the usually quiet Puppet Master, who couldn’t help but feel curious about this newcomer upon discovering that his combat ability was on par with her controlling extraordinary beasts.

Two superhero teams initially stood at a distance on the battlefield, but as the chaotic fight continued, they inexplicably merged together.

Thus, the superpowered individuals of the sixth squad also caught sight of the notably striking strong man.

Especially after he shattered the joint of a Second Level extraordinary beast with a single punch, they felt a genuine admiration for him.

Although their abilities allowed them to kill extraordinary beasts faster and more efficiently, they truly respected someone like Wang Xiao, who engaged in hand-to-hand combat without hesitation.

This newcomer, who had earned goodwill from both sides, became the lubricant between the two teams.

Both teams took the opportunity to mingle under the pretext of looking after the newcomer, quickly bridging the gap between them.

Through their shared combat experience, everyone in attendance gained a basic understanding of Wang Xiao’s past:

A fast-tracked medical student who had switched paths later in life, a lucky individual who awakened overnight, and a medal holder who resolutely defended the city wall to save teammates despite facing misjudgments.

As a group of young adults in their twenties chatted animatedly, they eventually walked back to the inner city together.

As they passed through the gate, Wang Xiao caught a glimpse of a familiar figure out of the corner of his eye. He turned his head and saw a young man in a white coat, carrying some daily necessities, wandering down the street toward the eastern district.

The Puppet Master waved a hand in front of Wang Xiao:

“It’s your turn, your turn, quickly show your identification.”

Wang Xiao hurriedly turned back and handed his identification card for the direct superpowered group to the guard at the entrance.

The guards at the inner city wall barely glanced at it; the howls of extraordinary beasts had echoed from morning until sunset, and looking at the coats of these individuals, which seemed like they could squeeze out beast blood, who would dare to risk checking his identity?

After a quick glance, Wang Xiao and the Puppet Master, who was at the end of the line, were let into the inner city.

“Did you see someone you know over there?”

The Puppet Master asked curiously.

Wang Xiao nodded:

“Yes, I saw a psychologist who helped me.”

“Wow, is it really that useful?”

The Puppet Master raised her eyebrows. She had intended to say she never believed in those things, but recalling what she had learned about Wang Xiao earlier that afternoon, she swallowed the words that might hurt him.

“I want to try it too if I get the chance.”

“Um…”

“Is that not okay?”

“That’s perfectly fine.”

—

Lin Qingliu was doing his weekly shopping.

He really had bad luck.

It was rare for him to come to the Southern District, and he unexpectedly encountered a beast tide, specifically a Level Three beast tide, forcing him to follow the crowd and hide in the civil defense engineering for two hours.

During that time, he swatted away hands that tried to reach into his pockets several times, and Lin Qingliu couldn’t help but sigh about how simple the customs were in the outer city.

It turned out that Hope City also had these things; since he had never been evacuated before, it could only mean that the intensity of the beast tide was insufficient.

Thinking this way, it made the death of his original self from being hit by debris generated by a low-level beast tide seem even more ridiculous and pitiful.

Just as his attention focused on the hours spent sheltering and the lingering smell of beast blood in the air, a cat’s meow reached his ears.

Lin Qingliu turned his head and saw a stray cat standing on a pile of trash by the street, its fur a complicated mix resembling a spilled paint palette.

“Little cat, eat less trash, or you’ll dye your fur.”