Chapter 945
The Newcomer's "Game Experience"
Qingchen lowered his head and shrugged:
"It's very simple, because of those senior members."
"According to their deduction, the city has been overrun by Decepticons, so they will most likely encounter them once they go out."
"No, it's 100% certain that we will meet."
"After all, that's how games are set up, isn't it?"
"Then came the fighting and combat. There were eleven of them, the veterans, three of whom were clearly armed with cold weapons: swords, knives, and that stick."
"Judging from the Clow Cards that the woman controls, which is magic, I don't think these three people's abilities are just ordinary cold weapon combat."
"At the very least, they must possess internal energy."
Qingchen looked up at Li Qingqing's surprised expression and nodded with a smile:
"Yes, just like in the TV series."
"Possessing sword energy and blade aura, or even the kind that can fly a hundred steps at a time."
"You know, Qingqing, what I like most when designing games is balancing the various power systems within them."
"Neither the enemy nor the player-controlled character can be too weak, nor can they be too strong."
"The enemies are too weak, and the game is not challenging."
"The enemies are too strong, and the players don't have a good experience."
"So I always rack my brains to choose a balance."
"In other words, those veterans must possess the ability to fight against the robots in Transformers."
"And they want to complete the tasks on the watch to obtain the AllSpark. The robots in this city are no different from the first wave of minions in a game."
"Therefore, they will definitely eliminate this group of Decepticons."
"So the city will be absolutely safe for the next few days, provided that you don't do anything reckless."
"As for the dangers that follow, they are also quite simple."
"Upon realizing that he has been attacked by a group of humans with special abilities, Megatron, the leader of the Decepticons, will definitely send new and more powerful robots to the city to begin an investigation."
"Once we are discovered, this place will become our graveyard, as newcomers."
"It's a very simple line of reasoning, isn't it?"
As he spoke, Qingchen shook his head with a self-deprecating laugh, then continued to wield his paintbrush with his head down.
After hearing this analysis, Li Qingqing felt her mouth go dry.
If those seniors aren't cleaned up, they'll probably die soon; if they are cleaned up, they'll die in a couple of days.
It's just a matter of dying sooner or later, right?
Li Qingqing's brain started working, and she finally retorted, "Then we can run away!"
"Run far away, before the next batch of veterans arrives after they've just killed one batch."
Qingchen shook his head:
"If I were Megatron, my first step after obtaining the AllSpark would be to convert the human military's large weapons."
The next step is to convert the most commonly used vehicles by humans.
"Cars, trains, subways, airplanes!"
"Once these transformations are completed, they will be able to create powerful robots and paralyze human transportation, achieving two goals at once."
"In the movie, the transformation of the AllSpark into robots by radiation from the AllSpark Cube does not require actual contact, or even close proximity."
"So I think there are probably no cars or even motorcycles left to use in this city."
“Those experienced people may be able to avoid this problem, but we can’t.”
Li Qingqing had something to say, but didn't know what to say. Simply put, their intelligence levels were not on the same level.
I was able to keep up with their thinking because they explained things a couple more times.
Finally, Li Qingqing simply gave up and plopped down on the floor.
He swallowed hard, and after a gulp, he spoke:
"Uncle, so what?"
"What should we do after these first two or three days?"
"Don't tell me we're just going to wait to die?"
Qingchen looked up at the dark portal where the burly man had disappeared and pondered:
"This air-raid shelter is a U.S. military arsenal."
"If it is an aggressive war that uses the spark as a means, then it is highly likely that the weapons and stockpiles in this air-raid shelter will not be used."
"If we can find the armory in this air-raid shelter, we might be able to live for another two days."
Li Qingqing breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing the news.
But before she could ask what to do next...
Bang!
A muffled thud suddenly rang out from the platform above their heads.
Startled, Li Qingqing immediately jumped up, grabbed Qingchen's arm, and hid.
Like a frightened chick.
After a while, seeing that nothing had happened, Li Qingqing looked up.
Asked in a low voice:
"What was that sound just now?"
Qingchen stopped painting and looked up, his gaze seemingly reaching through the ceiling to a certain place.
After a pause, he said:
"It was one of the two students who chased after them; one of them fell and died."
"Let's go, looks like we can retrieve a tactical backpack."
"The things inside are essential; they're crucial to our safety going forward."
As he spoke, Qingchen turned and walked toward the spiral staircase.
Li Qingqing nodded in agreement; aside from anything else, they had already witnessed the effects of the treatment.
This magical item is like a second life for these newcomers.
But it was at this moment that Li Qingqing discovered a problem.
For Qingchen, such a simple action as turning around and walking was as if it were slowed down and broken down into several steps.
So much so that he looked like an old man with faltering steps.
Upon seeing this, Li Qingqing tilted her head, her face full of question marks.
"Um, uncle, what are you doing?"
"Why so slow?"
Li Qingqing, with her long legs encased in leather pants, took a step past Qingchen and turned her head to ask curiously.
Qingchen first gave a gentle smile, then said slowly and deliberately:
"It's a side effect of my illness."
"The medication only helped my external injuries heal quickly."
"It did not heal the nerve damage in my body."
Li Qingqing looked at Qingchen's clothes and then remembered:
"Oh, so you really are a lunatic, huh, old man?"
After muttering her complaints under her breath, the energetic young woman looked at the flat map behind her, which resembled a drawing made with a compass and ruler, and stuck out her tongue again.
"By the way, sir, I haven't asked you what illness you have yet?"
"I remember there are many different types of mental illnesses, aren't there?"
Qingchen had nothing to hide and spoke directly: "Acquired savant syndrome."
"There are only about forty cases of this disease worldwide."
"After suffering a head injury in an accident, I developed some strange thoughts and ideas."
"The doctor who treated me said I had become a genius in a certain field."
But I don't feel any change; in fact, my previously healthy body has developed problems.
“Some simple movements require me to concentrate fully to do, such as turning around and walking like this.”
"If I calculate it, I've probably lost about 35 percent of my physical mobility, which is why I'm so stiff and slow."
"But thankfully you used the treatment on me immediately, otherwise my reaction and speech would have been very difficult."
Li Qingqing nodded and hugged Qingchen's arm.
"You don't need to help me. I'm just slow, but I still have the strength of a grown man."
Hearing this, Li Qingqing gave an awkward laugh and withdrew her hand from the other person's butt.
The story goes on two separate occasions. It was during the time the two introduced themselves and got to know each other on the platform.
The two students who climbed to the next level also got over the awkward and unfamiliar phase and started chatting.
"I'm from No. 9 Middle School, what about you?"
"I'm from No. 38 Middle School!"
"Is it this direction?"
The student at the front, carrying a black bag, nodded vigorously.
"It must be, I heard it clearly."
They said they wanted to get out, which means the exit must be in this direction where there's sunlight!
The students behind nodded, and the two of them nimbly climbed upwards.
High school students are basically at the peak of their physical condition, just like an average person.
After reaching another platform, the student who had just climbed up and was walking in front suddenly knelt on the ground and began to vomit for no apparent reason.
"How are you? Are you okay?"
The student from No. 9 Middle School waved his hand and said, "He probably just got a stitch. I'm a physical education student, let's go and continue!"
The 38th Middle School student nodded and moved to a position near the front to continue climbing upwards.
As they climbed the ladder, the two continued to chat excitedly.
They had already received the information in their minds, in addition to the various abilities previously displayed by the veterans.
This caused both of them to feel a surge of excitement.
Superpowers, gadgets, magic, robots.
These are the things that teenagers think about and dream about all day long. Isn't that amazing?
This is why the two of them immediately grabbed their backpacks and wanted to follow.
Based on their experience, the best choice is to follow those experienced individuals and latch onto their coattails.
However, the two excited people did not notice that their faces were getting paler and paler as they went up, and even began to turn bluish.
After climbing up another floor, both of them vomited this time.
"This place stinks!"
"vomit……"
"This smell..."
"It's true... Ugh!"
Ninth Middle School wiped his mouth and said:
"Those experienced people just said the air is toxic, is there something wrong with this smell?"
"How about we use the antidote in our backpacks?"
The 38th Middle School shook its head and said:
"We're climbing uphill, the air is definitely better than underground, trust me, we'll be fine."
The ninth-grade student thought it made sense, but still said:
"But why does it smell even worse here than underground?"
And it also has a peculiar taste... Ugh!!
This time, the two students rested for a while before setting off again, and arrived at the spiral staircase at the bottom of the first floor.
Looking up from No. 9 Middle School:
"This is the last floor. With the sunlight so strong up there, it must be the exit."
The 38th Middle School student nodded excitedly:
"Megatron, Optimus Prime, and Bumblebee might be outside."
The Ninth Middle School was equally excited:
"Then what are we waiting for? Let's go!"
The two exchanged a glance and, feeling refreshed, resumed their climb.
When the golden sunlight shone on the two people on the spiral staircase.
The first student from No. 9 Middle School to climb onto the platform froze as soon as he stood up and looked ahead.
His face, which had briefly flushed from climbing, turned pale instantly, and he stood frozen in place.
It's like being held in place by a nail.
Meanwhile, the 38th Middle School below was still unaware of what had happened:
"Quick, pull me up!"
"I don't know why, but my arms feel weak!"
Upon hearing the call, the student from No. 9 Middle School turned around as if he had seen a ghost, his face pale.
When he looked down at the vibrant face of the student from No. 38 Middle School...
Finally, unable to hold back any longer, he opened his mouth and vomited out bile with a bitter taste.
The student from No. 38 Middle School, who was suddenly splashed with water, immediately closed his eyes and held his breath.
And that's why this person actually climbed up in one go.
Once safely on the way up, the panting student from No. 38 Middle School immediately turned around and cursed:
"What the hell are you doing? You..."
Before he could finish speaking, one after another, pale-skinned and even slightly swollen "people" appeared in his sight without warning.
Even the corpse closest to him had its eyes open, and due to swelling, its eyeballs were bulging outwards by more than half.
It looked like it was about to fall out.
"Dead, dead people? Holy crap, so many dead people... Ugh... Ugh!"
"I thought it smelled like a dead rat, but it's a dead person... Ugh!!!"
Because of vomiting again, coupled with breathing heavily, Thirty-Eighth Middle School suddenly felt a blockage in his throat.
The feeling of suffocation due to lack of oxygen accumulates rapidly as the heart beats fast.
He strained his neck, but he just couldn't swallow it.
Almost instantly, Thirty-Eight felt a sense of impending doom.
Weakened by lack of oxygen, he began to stagger backward.
After a few steps, he missed a step.
It was only in that instant that No. 38 Middle School realized that there was a hole behind them.
A hollow that they had finally managed to climb to the third floor of.
The air-raid shelter has a very high ceiling, far exceeding that of ordinary residences.
The three floors are nearly 15 meters high.
Because of suffocation, the student from No. 38 Middle School didn't even have a chance to call for help.
One layer, two layers, half of his body crashed onto the edge, and finally fell to the third layer.
Bang!
The dull sound woke up the Ninth Middle School.
He immediately knelt on the edge and looked down.
He only glanced at it before covering his mouth and crawling backward.
He only withdrew his hand in surprise after touching a mass of soft, jelly-like flesh behind him.
With a look of utter despair, Jiu Zhong got up and stumbled towards the sunniest gate.
"It's not my fault!"
"It's not my fault!"
"I didn't mean to..."
Despite his fear, Jiuzhong knew he couldn't stay there any longer, looking at the pile of corpses.
As it got closer and closer, I gritted my teeth and stepped on it.
In this way, fear and dread transformed into a mysterious power.
The sunlight ahead is getting stronger.
The students at No. 9 Middle School are running with all the strength that is flowing from their bodies.
What he didn't realize was that the temperature was getting higher and higher as he got closer to the gate.
The unpleasant smell became increasingly pungent.
As a result, he inhaled even more air while running and breathing heavily.
Finally, the moment he was fully exposed to the sun, he lost all strength and fell face down with a heavy thud.
However, due to the excessive speed, despite falling, the person rolled a considerable distance on the ground. (End of Chapter)