Chapter 236: I Can’t Even Imagine How Strong He Was at His Peak!
What’s truly frightening isn’t a powerful person, but a powerful person who also has incredible luck.
And that’s exactly what Zhang Yangqing is like.
While other Chosen Ones were overjoyed at finding a single can of pork…
Zhang Yangqing, on the other hand, was even throwing away pork cans.
For other Chosen Ones, finding a can of chicken among all those beat-up cars was already an extremely rare, top-quality find.
After all, among hundreds of ordinary cars, you might not find a single can of properly preserved food. Everything else was either hardtack or instant noodles.
It was truly like panning for gold in sewage.
Canned meat was a treasure in the eyes of other Chosen Ones.
But Zhang Yangqing had found even better ingredients.
When he opened the trunk of the small pickup truck in front of him, a puff of white mist drifted down.
This white mist wasn’t toxic gas; it was cold air.
Preserved by cold air, there must be something good inside.
Zhang Yangqing gave the one-eyed kid a look, and the kid obediently jumped into the truck to check.
Unexpectedly, he found expensive ingredients. Even the one-eyed kid’s eyes showed a strange glint.
When he carried down these cans, the audience couldn’t stay calm.
There were cans of caviar, foie gras, tuna, truffles, and so on.
There were even many cans whose names the audience didn’t know.
These were all expensive and rare, top-tier ingredients. Opening them would likely release a fragrant, savory, and juicy aroma.
Even through the screen, many viewers swallowed their saliva.
They wished they could enter the Bizarre Talk World right now and share this delicious food with Zhang Yangqing.
This was also why Zhang Yangqing threw away the ordinary cans.
If he didn’t, and still hadn’t found the disinfectant, the one-eyed kid carrying the backpack would be exhausted to death here.
To survive outside, you definitely need supplies.
As for food, Zhang Yangqing either didn’t look for it, or when he did, he looked for the good stuff.
The time it took other Chosen Ones to search one parking lot area was enough for Zhang Yangqing to cross more than ten areas.
Vans and pickups didn’t always have good things, but many of these were delivery vehicles.
Based on his understanding of the rules, this was a so-called infinite parking lot.
The reason it’s called ‘infinite’ proves that while vans and pickups are scarce, it’s not like there aren’t any at all.
The time reached 1:30 AM. Outside, it must have been pitch black, with only the parking lot’s yellowish lights illuminating the path ahead.
The Chosen Ones had all found ample supplies, but the one thing none of them had found was disinfectant.
Without this, wouldn’t sleeping tonight be equivalent to seeking death?
Everyone continued searching for a while, avoiding various dangers, but kept at it until 2 AM. Even the transcendents were starting to feel drowsy.
From the start of the day until now, it had been either fighting or staying alert for eerie visitations, with nerves stretched tight.
They were all forcibly keeping their spirits up, searching as they walked.
Those who could enter the Bizarre Talk World were either people with strong ability to withstand pressure or trained transcendents.
If they had chosen ordinary people, they might have already sat down to rest.
By this time, some transcendents had even searched through hundreds of cars, but still couldn’t find disinfectant.
The audience and expert groups outside the screens were also guessing.
Based on the Dragon Country Heavenly Master’s method of searching, could the disinfectant be found in an ambulance?
But it was normal for other Chosen Ones not to find it; the Dragon Country Heavenly Master kept changing areas and hadn’t found it either.
This led to a certain degree of confusion among everyone.
Some even suspected whether the disinfectant was near the elevator exit, and the Chosen Ones hadn’t checked carefully at the time.
Now, having walked so far, they might not be able to go back.
At this moment, a few of the smarter transcendents seemed to realize something and stopped in their tracks.
Gregori, the Cardinal from Ramen Country, also stopped because he heard conversation nearby.
According to rule 2, if you hear talking in certain areas, stay away from those areas; they are not friendly.
Here, all Chosen Ones would choose to avoid it.
But Gregori seemed to think of a question.
Since there was talking, did that prove there were people here?
How did these people avoid the eerie attacks? Could it be they had disinfectant?
Once this thought occurred, Gregori began to take action.
His strength was now reduced by ninety percent; mobilizing the holy energy within him would make him cough up blood, so he could only quietly approach the source of the sound using cover.
He had to walk carefully, afraid of stepping on things like cans or plastic bags.
Gregori crept nearby, circled around a car, and hid behind a pillar.
At this point, he was still very cautious. Using a rearview mirror he had pried off another vehicle, he began to observe the direction of the sound through the reflection.
In the mirror, he could see six or seven figures in white robes wearing crow masks.
These individuals emitted a white aura around them, like white-clad ghosts.
Based on experience in the Bizarre Talk World, the more unusual the being, the stronger its combat power.
These few probably had strength at the level of Fierce Eerie, much more powerful than ordinary eerie creatures.
The angle wasn’t great for observation. He could vaguely see them gathered together, but didn’t know exactly what they were doing. Gregori moved to another position.
From this position, he could clearly see the medical symbol on their white vehicle.
That meant if disinfectant was truly impossible to find elsewhere, it would be here.
“No wonder I searched for so long and found nothing. So this is how it is.”
Gregori murmured to himself. He had avoided the areas with talking several times, so he hadn’t seen the white vehicle.
At this time, many transcendents also discovered this, but they were all stumped.
One or two ordinary eerie creatures were already a struggle for them. With six or seven Fierce Eerie here, how could they fight?
Unless they could restore all their strength, maybe then.
Now, with ninety percent gone and their strength greatly diminished, they didn’t even have the thought of fighting.
While other Chosen Ones were at a loss, Gregori’s pupils suddenly dilated.
He thought of another rule.
[Rule 8: Please do not make loud noises, otherwise they will think you are calling for them.]
Combined with rule 2, Gregori began to form a bold hypothesis in his mind.
“Could it be that the rule is telling me to lure them away with sound?”
Rule 8 was the solution to rule 2.
As long as a sound was made, these creatures would definitely be attracted.
Because the rule said so, they had to abide by it.
Then he could go to the medical vehicle and get the disinfectant.
How to attract their attention? That was the key question.
At this stage, many Chosen Ones had rummaged through the vehicles in the parking lot.
If any Chosen One had found a small megaphone, they would surely remember and go back to find it.
Having such a good tool would be a godsend for passing this level.
Maybe they thought they wouldn’t need it and didn’t carry it with them.
Using a horn to record a sound was much safer than shouting oneself.
Gregori wasn’t very lucky. He couldn’t find a small horn and didn’t even know such a thing existed.
So he had to look for other tools.
But before that, he needed to hide his backpack in a safe car far away.
The backpack had some weight to it, and it would hinder him when running.
He couldn’t just abandon his food and other supplies for the sake of disinfectant.
After preparing everything, Gregori began his plan of throwing metal pieces.
He took out several prepared engine hoods and threw them far away with force.
He hoped the loud crashing sound of the hoods hitting the ground would attract the white-clad ghosts away.
But the white-clad ghosts didn’t take the bait; they acted as if they hadn’t heard anything.
Rule 8 said, please do not make loud noises.
It seemed only the sound of human speech could attract them.
Gregori’s method was too simple and couldn’t grab the attention of the white-clad ghosts.
Actually, this was also part of Gregori’s plan.
He had judged that if these white-clad ghosts were here to eliminate those who escaped from the sanatorium, then only sounds made by humans could attract them.
This was the so-called [Hidden Rule].
After all, this was the information gathering stage. No one could guarantee that white-clad ghosts would only appear here.
Once you understood the rules governing the white-clad ghosts, you could use these rules to deal with them if you encountered them later.
Some hidden rules could save your life at critical moments.
Actually, this level wasn’t that unsolvable. Gregori still thought of a way.
He found a place with plenty of cover, meaning a lot of piled up scrap vehicles.
He also had to ensure this place was a certain distance from the ambulance.
Far enough that they could hear him, but not so close that they would arrive quickly.
After making these precise calculations.
Gregori suddenly let out a roar. As expected, the group of white-clad ghosts was attracted and all ran over.
At that moment, Gregori used his positioning to block their line of sight.
He took another path with more cover to circle back near the ambulance, perfectly avoiding the white-clad ghosts coming to investigate.
This required a certain amount of courage and speed, and he couldn’t make any strange noises.
Just as he arrived near the ambulance, Gregori took off his mask and smelled a familiar scent.
He had smelled this scent quite often in the rehabilitation center. Perhaps it was because of this scent that the wards were very safe.
It seemed the information had been hinting at this all along; these were the details within the Bizarre Talk World.
If the Chosen Ones didn’t know the smell of disinfectant, they might easily take the wrong thing.
After all, the symbols on many disinfectant bottles were very strange; normal people certainly couldn’t understand them.
Gregori got into the vehicle and rummaged for a while. He saw some bottles in a few cabinets. When he opened them, he indeed smelled a much stronger, pungent odor of disinfectant.
This proved these were the real deal.
There were other cabinets nearby, but Gregori didn’t know what was inside them.
He casually took a few bottles from the other cabinets, but his main focus was taking the disinfectant.
He couldn’t linger here; he needed to return to where his backpack was.
Otherwise, he might pick up the sesame seeds but lose the watermelon.
Some of the tougher transcendents, when encountering this, would stuff their pockets with as much as they could carry.
They filled every pocket they had.
At this level, although many Chosen Ones had scares, they all passed through without major incident.
Especially the transcendent from Football Country. He spent some time rummaging through the cabinets, you could say he was a bit greedy, wanting to take more disinfectant and even other medicines from the vehicle.
When he heard footsteps nearby, he quickly grabbed a few things and left.
After the white-clad ghosts gave chase, he perfectly ran towards an area with more cover.
This time, he relied entirely on his extremely fast speed, combined with positioning and cover, to escape disaster.
Otherwise, he might have died right there.
After all, most of those who could now emerge from the rehabilitation center were the fiercer ones among the transcendents.
When faced with danger, transcendents have a certain ability to escape from it.
Even though he survived the scare, the transcendent from Football Country coughed up blood while resting, gasping for air, and took a while to recover.
Even without using his internal energy to fight, he was still pushing his body to run.
In his weakened state, the virus had counterattacked, causing him to cough up blood.
At this moment, leaning against the car, he wondered whether he should take the medicine.
After all, with no doctor or nurse around, he didn’t dare take it randomly.
In the end, he could only choose to endure it and wait until tomorrow.
The rules stated to take medicine on time, so he couldn’t disobey.
At this level, the transcendent from Football Country had to exert all his strength to get through.
For ordinary Chosen Ones, they would need to be extra cautious and not be greedy.
If they were discovered by the white-clad ghosts, it would basically be a death sentence.
The more arrogant they were when entering, the more miserable they were now.
Many transcendents were still thinking that once the virus was gone, they would have a good fight and kill to their heart’s content.
On the Dragon Country’s screen, Zhang Yangqing had naturally also realized he couldn’t find the disinfectant.
So he had to go check out the places with human voices.
He saw roughly the same thing as the other Chosen Ones.
At this stage, the Dragon Country audience was considering Zhang Yangqing’s approach.
: I think Heavenly Master Zhang’s method will be similar to that Cardinal’s, using his speed advantage.
: Actually, there’s a simpler method here. That one-eyed kid doesn’t know the rules. Have him shout over there, and Heavenly Master Zhang can quickly get the disinfectant. That’s the advantage of having multiple people. Even if something goes wrong, Heavenly Master Zhang is fine.
: What if the one-eyed kid can’t run out? He’s carrying a lot of stuff.
: That’s simple. Hide the stuff first, then go shout. That’s his purpose for being here. If he can run, he lives; if he can’t, he dies.
The bullet comments outside the screen were in an uproar, all speculating about Zhang Yangqing’s approach.
But Zhang Yangqing was a man who didn’t play by the rules.
He told the one-eyed kid to hide well, and then, in full view of everyone, he simply walked out.
He appeared directly in front of the white-clad ghosts.
For a moment, the white-clad ghosts seemed stunned, frozen in place.
Shouldn’t everyone coming out of the rehabilitation center be hiding from them? This was the first time they had encountered someone walking straight towards them.
But this didn’t affect their job; they were there to eliminate anyone who escaped from the rehabilitation center, whether nurse or patient.
Seeing Zhang Yangqing not run, they also surrounded him fixedly. Under their masks, their scarlet eyes began to glow, looking very eerie.
With a living person appearing, the aura surrounding these seven white-clad ghosts grew even more immense, as if each one could envelop an entire area.
As they approached, the atmosphere around them seemed to solidify. The terrifying deterrent force made the one-eyed kid, far away, feel chilled to the bone.
At this moment, not to mention the audience outside who didn’t understand why Zhang Yangqing was doing this, even his partner, the one-eyed kid, didn’t understand.
If he didn’t have the virus in him, he could help Zhang Yangqing deal with one or two.
But now, with the virus, he knew how potent it was.
Just carrying all this stuff was pushing him to his limit.
Let alone these white-clad ghosts emitting a white aura; even facing an ordinary nurse, the one-eyed kid would be no match.
Besides, there were seven white-clad ghosts here, not just one.
He wondered how this partner of his dared to do this.
Just as the one-eyed kid was considering what he should do next, a sword flash capable of annihilating everything streaked past.
The entire area was filled with the sound of the longsword cleaving the air, and the sound of necks being severed.
The one-eyed kid only felt a flash of light before his eyes, and then that sword technique, like a swimming dragon, devoured all living beings.
Zhang Yangqing had been waiting for an opportunity. When the white-clad ghosts surrounded him, the opportunity had arrived.
Because this so-called encirclement meant they had all positioned themselves within striking distance of Zhang Yangqing.
Conversely, they had also entered his attack range.
With just one move, he could use his physical advantage to execute his martial technique.
Seven masked heads rolled onto the ground.
And the seven bodies, seemingly not yet realizing they were dead, stood there rigidly.
The scene before them was even more shocking than their appearance.
And at this moment, Zhang Yangqing suddenly opened his mask and coughed up a mouthful of blood, splattering on the ground.
His stance was a bit unsteady; it seemed the virus had counterattacked.
As the seven bodies fell to the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.
It was then that the one-eyed kid, carrying a large pile of stuff, ran over and asked Zhang Yangqing if he was okay.
This was one of the few times he had initiatively spoken up.
Whether it was because he needed Zhang Yangqing’s strength to get him out, or out of concern for Zhang Yangqing, the one-eyed kid was indeed trying hard to find ways to help Zhang Yangqing get better.
The power Zhang Yangqing had just unleashed left him in awe.
Even at his own peak, facing seven white-clad ghosts, he could only run.
This guy, with his body controlled by the virus and his strength reduced by ninety percent, could still take on seven?
The one-eyed kid couldn’t even imagine how strong this partner of his must be at his peak.
He feared that all the eerie creatures in the parking lot combined wouldn’t be enough for this guy to kill, right?
Although the one-eyed kid felt this analogy was a bit exaggerated, he was probably right.
The audience was stunned. Other top transcendents coughed up blood just from running; this guy coughed up blood as the price for killing all the white-clad ghosts?
Some viewers even suspected that Zhang Yangqing coughing up blood and showing weakness might be a test to see if the one-eyed kid would have any ulterior motives.
Because after finding the disinfectant, Zhang Yangqing would probably rest next.
At this time, if the one-eyed kid did something sneaky, it would be hard to detect.
After all, they were just cooperating. The one-eyed kid was nothing like the snake-eyed follower.
The snake-eyed follower was fed by Zhang Yangqing from an ordinary mutant to the level of a strong expert in that realm, all through Zhang Yangqing’s efforts.
Zhang Yangqing even took good care of him, giving him all the best things.
It could be said that the snake-eyed follower owed his strength and status entirely to Zhang Yangqing.
From having nothing, to having everything.
This made him grateful to Zhang Yangqing, even fanatically worship him. Naturally, he would never have any disloyal thoughts.
Putting aside other matters, at the very least, as long as Zhang Yangqing wasn’t completely dead, he would definitely stand firmly by his side.
Although the one-eyed kid was also afraid of Zhang Yangqing, he himself had some skills.
Zhang Yangqing’s promise was to take him out; he was just assisting Zhang Yangqing.
It was that simple a relationship.
To put it bluntly, they were just strangers traveling together.
