Chapter 28 | My Avatar Is Becoming a God

What do we do?

Wang Xu certainly didn’t know what to do either!

Who could have predicted this? Before coming here today, the worst-case scenario he had imagined wasn't even half as bad as what was unfolding before his eyes.

He had hated Liu Yishou’s face for a long time, but was the way to deal with a man like that really just... chasing him down with a sword?

“Give me an idea!” Liu Wenfeng urged when he saw Wang Xu wasn't speaking, his voice laced with panic. “You’re the outpost Group Leader, I’m just the deputy!”

“What idea?!” Wang Xu snapped, equally irritated. “What else can we do but watch? If you have a plan, then out with it!”

“But the problem is, her expression when she said that was a bit terrifying...” Liu Wenfeng’s face looked as if he were suffering from chronic constipation.

“She said she was going to kill everyone to silence the witnesses. Does that include us?”

Wang Xu: ?

“Huh? Probably... not.”

...

“I have to say, kid, are you really just going to run?” On the other side, Xu Mo was still chasing Liu Yishou.

“You sounded so righteous when you were talking. Now that it’s time to eliminate a pest for the people, why aren't you fighting back!”

Liu Yishou’s cowardice truly surprised Xu Mo. From his game perspective, he could clearly see that this man was Level 33, higher than the current Bai Feifei!

This was a gap across a major threshold. Normally, Liu Yishou should have had the advantage.

It was only because Xu Mo was an Old-Timer with extensive combat experience and the weakness display from the Killing Machine that he felt confident killing someone at a higher level.

But the opponent didn't even dare to resist?

How are these early-game minor villains such useless hacks? Did I set the game difficulty to easy mode this time?

Xu Mo was actually zoning out while hacking at people, as if he were just playing around, but Liu Yishou’s heart was practically jumping out of his chest.

His physical level was built entirely on a pile of various drugs. He had survived in the Inner City until his late thirties by being a sycophant and a brown-noser.

He was fine sitting in an office wagging his tongue, but he had never once set foot on a front-line battlefield!

By now, the few shallow wounds “Bai Feifei” had carved into him had scared him so much he was practically crawling as he ran.

“Quick! What are you useless trash doing? Stop her!”

At this point, such panicked commands were meaningless. After the first few Scavengers who dared to step forward were cut down, the rest were equally paralyzed with terror.

“Damn it, you bunch of wastes, use your guns!”

Only when Liu Yishou screamed this did the Scavengers from the Second Outpost realize they were carrying firearms.

They scrambled backward in a mess, frantically fumbling through their bags for their guns.

Xu Mo’s gaze shifted instantly. He knew he had to get a little more serious.

At this level of physical strength, he couldn't completely ignore the threat of firearms yet.

However, while he might not be faster than a bullet, he was certainly faster than people trying to find their guns.

His body transformed into a scarlet whirlwind, sweeping through them like a tiger among sheep. For a moment, the air was filled with a chorus of screams.

Severed limbs, blood, and shattered firearms flew through the air.

The intensity of this direct confrontation completely shattered Liu Yishou’s mental defenses. Staring at the scarlet scene before him, he found himself momentarily unable to move.

He felt that the emotion of mercy simply did not exist in that madwoman’s mind. It was as if her previous kindness and innocence had been nothing but an act.

It’s over. I’ve been framing and slandering people for years, and today I actually ran into a real monster!

His momentary daze naturally did not escape Xu Mo’s eyes. The weakness display from the Killing Machine Medal clearly marked his unprotected neck.

Xu Mo moved instantly, his sword tip pointing forward, aiming straight for Liu Yishou’s throat!

At that exact moment, Xu Mo suddenly felt his blood surge. His movements became exceptionally sluggish, as if the blood in his veins had frozen solid.

In Bai Feifei’s eyes, it was more than just that. She saw the entire world slow down; many people’s movements came to a mysterious halt.

What’s happening? Did the Evil God stop time?

It wasn't that.

Because she soon heard Xu Mo cursing:

“Damn it, what a cliché conflict design. Who wrote this game’s script?”

He twisted his body forcefully in mid-air, pulled back his sword, and began to breathe deeply.

Simultaneously, a thunderous roar echoed from the distance, drawing closer:

【The blood of revolutionaries is a profusion of color!】

Xu Mo was quite familiar with this voice. This sentence was the Word Soul the person used to activate their ability.

—Wan Qianhong had arrived.

As the voice fell, Wan Qianhong’s figure appeared in the distant sky. With a few leaps, she closed the distance in the blink of an eye.

She was as light as a swallow, as if she could take flight at any moment—a hallmark of a Rank 5 Scavenger advancing toward the rank of Edgerunner.

Behind her, several figures followed closely, each appearing to possess extraordinary strength.

After descending from the sky, she looked at the scene before her in shock. Her lips trembled as she turned to “Bai Feifei.”

“All of this... was your doing?”

Before “Bai Feifei” could speak, Liu Yishou began to wail loudly, screaming like a stuck pig:

“District Head Wan, save me! This sinner has no intention of repenting whatsoever!”

“She somehow triggered the aberration riot here and slaughtered innocent civilians!”

“When we arrived, she didn't even try to hide it. She admitted to her crimes and then tried to kill us all to silence the witnesses!”

Liu Yishou was frozen in place, unable to move. Wan Qianhong’s Word Soul allowed her to control blood to a certain extent, binding him, but it didn't stop him from opening his mouth to complain.

After listening, Wan Qianhong continued to look at Bai Feifei and asked, “Is that how it is?”

“Like hell it is! Damn, who designed this game’s plot? Why didn't I realize how absurd it was before?” Xu Mo’s head was starting to ache.

“Coming in at the exact moment to maximize all the misunderstandings? Is this a female-oriented game?”

“How did you even design your character control AI?”

Wan Qianhong: ?

Naturally, Wan Qianhong couldn't understand “Bai Feifei’s” mad ramblings, which only made her frown deepen.

“Sigh, I guess it’s a classic move. No one cares when the villain is framing someone, but the moment they’re about to be killed, the person stopping it shows up immediately.”