Su Wan raised her hand, her fingertip lightly tapping her temple with a playful tone:
“On my turf, I am the rules. Abilities? Energy? Technology? Those things, to me—”
She waved her hand. The several men simultaneously felt the binding force loosen just a fraction—enough for them to roll their eyes and see the terror on each other’s faces.
“—are all toys.”
Scarred-face’s eyes rolled frantically, wanting to beg for mercy, but he couldn’t make a sound.
The others had nothing but fear left in their eyes.
Only Ma Jun, after three seconds of horror, had a trace of complex emotion in his eyes.
He had seen strong people. Having lived at Level 3 for so many years, he knew what true experts were like.
But this young woman before him, this power that exceeded his understanding—it was not an existence he could comprehend.
He suddenly felt a surge of regret.
Regret for taking this mission, regret for following the scarred-face man inside, regret—
But regret came too late.
Su Wan’s gaze swept over them, finally landing on Ma Jun. A complex look flashed in her eyes.
Ma Jun was powerful and his ability was rare; he was exactly the kind of talent the shelter desperately needed.
If someone like him could sincerely submit, it would undoubtedly be a huge boost to the Terminal Station.
Unfortunately, she knew all too well how dangerous such a person was.
Ma Jun’s ability could cut off the entire Terminal Station’s energy supply—including the butler robots, the defense systems she’d deployed, and even facilities dependent on power.
If he harbored ill intentions and betrayed her at a critical moment, the consequences would be catastrophic.
For a factor that couldn't be completely controlled, there was only one solution.
Turn him into a corpse.
Su Wan’s eyes turned cold, no longer hesitating.
She raised her hand, her mind stirring—the authority of Absolute Control fully activated!
Ma Jun’s pupils contracted sharply as if sensing something. He tried to struggle, to resist, to beg for mercy—
But it was all too late.
“Boom—!”
A dull explosion!
Ma Jun’s body instantly turned into a thick mist of blood. Before he could even scream, he simply burst apart into thin air!
Flesh and bone fragments splattered everywhere, covering the faces and bodies of the scarred-face man and the others!
Warm liquid slid down their cheeks, and the pungent smell of blood instantly filled the hallway.
Scarred-face’s eyes bulged as if they were about to tear. His mouth hung wide open, but he couldn't make a sound.
His companions were pale with fright; one had even lost control of his bladder.
Dead.
Level 3 Ma Jun, the ace of their squad, the existence they considered nearly invincible—just like that, he was dead.
He died silently, without the power to resist, like an ant crushed casually.
Countless thoughts flashed through Scarred-face’s mind—
How could this happen?!
Who exactly is she?!
Level 5? Level 6? Or even higher?!
He had traveled far and wide for years and seen many experts.
He had seen Level 4s, heard of Level 5s, and as for Level 6...
Those were legendary existences he never thought he’d see in his lifetime.
But this woman, this woman who looked excessively young—
She had killed Severance with a power he couldn't even begin to fathom!
It wasn't a battle or a duel; she just lightly raised her hand.
How could such power appear here?!
This was a C-class city Ruin Zone!
The most chaotic, lowest, and most worthless place in the entire wasteland!
The true powerhouses at the top of the pyramid—weren't they all in the Inner City cores of S-class cities, enjoying the best resources, the safest protection, and the most luxurious lives?
Why would a figure like her hunker down in this godforsaken place that had been plowed over by artillery time and again, guarding a broken building and taking in vagrants who couldn't even fill their stomachs?!
Scarred-face couldn't understand it.
He couldn't understand it at all.
But he knew one thing—
They were finished. Completely finished.
It was him. His faulty deduction had pushed the entire squad into hell!
Ma Jun was dead.
Next, it would be their turn.
Desperate tears welled up in Scarred-face’s eyes.
As for Su Wan, she didn't even give him a second look.
Her attention was entirely drawn by the system’s notification:
【Detection: Host has killed a Level 3 Ability User (Ma Jun).】
【Activation Condition: Kill Level 3 Ability User (1/1) met.】
【Purchase authority for “Mental Condensation Potion (Level 3 Advancement Version)” unlocked!】
【Purchase now? Price: 80,000 Points.】
A smile tugged at the corner of Su Wan’s mouth.
“Purchase.”
【Exchange Successful: Mental Condensation Potion (Level 3 Advancement Version). Points consumed: 80,000. Current Points balance...】
【Note: It is recommended that the Host consume this within the Absolute Safety Zone. The system will assist in the full absorption process. Points required: 30,000. Estimated time: 120 minutes.】
A potion flowing with a deep purple glow appeared in the system space.
Only then did Su Wan turn around to look at the “Night Owl” members frozen in the blood mist, nearly scared to death.
Scarred-face’s eyes were full of despair and terror, while the others were shaking like leaves.
Su Wan waved her hand, and the binding force loosened slightly, enough for them to speak.
“Sp... Spare us...” Scarred-face’s voice was incredibly raspy, tears mixing with the blood on his face as they fell.
“Great one, spare us! We... we were blind! We...”
Su Wan’s gaze swept over the four of them, her voice remaining calm.
“You came here today to kill my people and steal my things. By all rights, you should die just like that Ma Jun.”
The men trembled, their eyes filled with despair.
“However—” Su Wan changed her tone, “I can give you a chance to live.”
Scarred-face’s eyes instantly lit up, and he nodded frantically. “Please, say it! We’ll do anything!”
“It’s simple.” Su Wan pointed at the C4 robot that had appeared in the hallway at some point.
“Tell me everything you know about the Inner City, the Outer City, the major factions—every bit of intelligence in your heads. Don't hide a single thing.”
“If the intelligence is valuable, I might consider letting you live.”
Scarred-face didn't hesitate, nodding wildly. “I’ll talk! I’ll talk! I’ll tell you everything!”
The others also scrambled to agree, fearing they would be killed if they were a second too slow.
Su Wan nodded in satisfaction and issued a command to C4: “Record every word they say. Organize and archive it.”
【Command received. Recording module activated.】
Over the following period, the C4 robot’s electronic eyes blinked with red light, recording every detail of the intelligence provided by Scarred-face and his men without missing a word.
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