Gacha games can't save this bizarre world.

This dwarf's perception range far exceeds that of Zhao Hao and the others! No, it should be said to be more than ten times greater!

How can you detect the movement of a large creature from a kilometer away?

Zhao Hao felt that among his group, this guy was probably the strongest!

He even asked a large rock for directions before?!

Of course, Zhao Hao was no slouch either. He often relied on his demon-hunting senses to find clues and track the specific movements of the human traffickers.

……

Because of their thorough preparations and diverse methods, Zhao Hao and his companions slept soundly through the night without being disturbed.

But the human traffickers were different; four more people died in one night, one of whom was a superhuman!

A creature was floating on the water not far away, its face pale and swollen, its eyes bulging out, and its belly extremely distended!

The remaining people had no idea how he died, or even when he had gone into the water, and dared not go to collect his body.

Another person woke up one morning to find themselves hanging from a tree branch above their head, with a hole about the thickness of a finger on the top of their head, their brain having been drained by something.

Another incident involved being attacked by a group of strange monsters, resembling a combination of shrimp and scorpions, near the water at dusk. They could spew a fiery red venom.

Despite receiving several injections of antidote and consuming some herbs from the underworld, he still couldn't be saved.

The last one, the superhuman, was attacked by a giant python.

That giant python is called the mimicry python, which can disguise itself as a branch or tree trunk and often remain motionless for days, waiting for its prey to come to it.

The young superhuman had been a superhuman for less than a year and was being sent to the Inner World for the first time. He leaned against this "tree trunk" to rest.

When his companions and the superhumans finally killed the giant python, they found that its spine had been broken in several places, and the man was convulsing and groaning.

How can we bring him back to the real world under these circumstances? Besides, even if we bring him back, he'll be bedridden for life!

Finally, after consulting with the other four superhumans, the leader of the team ended his suffering with a gunshot.

By this time, the leader among the superhumans had begun to regret his actions!

Actually, their trip to the market was just normal trade, but he held a higher position in the organization and knew more.

After seeing the little fairy Lulu, he had a plan.

It turns out that a highly influential and wealthy individual in the real world is terminally ill, and the medical capabilities of the real world are no longer sufficient. Only extraordinary methods can be used.

The problem is that the extraordinary methods in the real world aren't necessarily that sophisticated. They finally found a potion recipe, but it requires a live fairy as an ingredient, and it has to be a plant-based fairy! That's quite rare!

On a whim, the leader of the superhumans thought that if he could bring this little imp back to his organization in the surface world, his contribution would be considerable.

I never expected things to go so wrong!

The deaths of those ordinary gunmen are no big deal; it's just a matter of money, and the organization has plenty more.

But the loss of a superhuman is a huge loss!

Recruiting any superhuman is a huge cost, not to mention the subsequent training!

Now we're truly in a bind!

He steadied himself and said, "Brothers, cheer up! As long as we successfully return to the surface world, our levels will all be upgraded, and our benefits will be several times greater than they are now! We're not far off! We'll definitely reach the exit before dark!"

A cheap pie in the sky, painted on the stinking mud by the swamp, isn't exactly tempting. But there's no other way now.

Although the remaining five ordinary gunmen were full of resentment, feeling that the superhuman leader had acted on impulse and dragged the rest of them down for his own merits, there was nothing they could do.

Let's hold on a little longer...

“We’ve caught up with them!” Carrie the witch exclaimed, looking at the crystal ball.

Carrie, the witch, used her crystal ball to spy on the group of human traffickers from about 500 meters away and discovered the cage where the little fairy Lulu was imprisoned.

The group began to discuss tactics.

The enemy has several long spears; a direct confrontation is definitely not going to work. If we get focused down in a hail of bullets, we'll probably all be on our way to the afterlife.

We must eliminate those gunmen. As for the superhumans, they are not a big problem. In a one-on-one fight, we have the advantage in numbers!

If it comes to dealing with ordinary people silently, none of you here are more suited than the witch Carrie. Otherwise, this profession wouldn't be called witch.

She then sprinkled some oddly colored powder on the ground to create a pattern. In the center of the pattern was a piece of chewed gum that had been spat out—something one of the group had carelessly spat out. Spitting out chewing gum carelessly is not a good habit!

After that, Carrie placed some crystals, herbs, and dried animal parts on the table, and started shaking her head and muttering incantations!

Zhao Hao sensed the slight flow of spiritual energy nearby, and because of the close proximity, he could even feel the traces of the witch Carrie communicating with the sea of ​​spiritual energy!

She used the chewed gum to search the psionic sea for the person who had chewed it!

I've learned so much!

Zhao Hao had never seen such magic before!

After all, Uncle Tie always says: Qi is the foundation, and techniques are just minor details.

So even now, Zhao Hao is still practicing this paper figure and paper horse technique, and he hasn't even started refining magic beans yet because he doesn't have enough materials.

However, it hasn't been very long since he came into contact with the extraordinary.

From barrier magic to chaos magic, to paper shikigami, paper dolls and paper horses, and the Sleeping Dragon Dan Technique... it really feels like trying to bite off more than you can chew!

……

Nelson was a soldier, and even fought in the Amerindian War of 1899, where the jungles and strange creatures still terrify him. Not much different from now…

The brutal war, the tragic deaths of his comrades, and some inexplicable strange phenomena within the military caused him to suffer from severe post-traumatic stress disorder.

He could neither return to a peaceful ordinary life nor face his military career. On one hand, he was impoverished due to a significant reduction in subsidies and pensions, and on the other hand, he suffered mental torment and pain. He almost went insane.

Finally, it was a strange company that found him through a former comrade-in-arms.

They joined the company, went through layers of selection and training, and eventually became their "henchmen"—or so they jokingly called themselves.

After experiencing several missions in the Otherworld, he finally understood what he had encountered in the Annam jungle.

He knew that he would die on some mission sooner or later, just like his comrades in the jungle who died at the hands of indescribable, eerie things.

Oh, I forgot to mention, the comrade who recruited him died yesterday. His death was gruesome!

Even though the company's thugs are known for their high casualty rates and good pay, they've never suffered such a devastating loss.

To be honest, Nelson didn't feel that dangerous fighting those "black monkeys" in Annam.

He felt that this time, perhaps none of them could go back.

A sense of despair began to creep into his heart.

After the team had been advancing for more than an hour, some veterans skilled in wilderness survival began to notice that something was wrong.

It feels like I'm going around in circles in one area!

The superhuman leading the team also realized something was wrong. Even if the terrain was unusual and misleading, and he had some instructions from the psionic sea for reference, they shouldn't be lost. Why were they wandering around in circles with a map?

Inevitably, disputes began to arise within this team!

Ordinary gunmen accused the superhumans of waging war for non-missionary objectives, resulting in heavy casualties.

The superhumans, on the other hand, accused the gunmen of failing in their duties and disobeying orders.

At that moment, one of the gunmen noticed that Nelson's expression seemed off; he was both crying and laughing, his eyes were glazed over, and his face was trembling.

He nudged Nelson reassuringly, "Are you alright? Don't worry, there'll be a way..."

Before he could finish speaking, Nelson raised his gun and fired three shots in quick succession!

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Chapter 53 My survival also has its merits!

The gunman never expected his teammate to suddenly shoot him. He was hit by several bullets and collapsed to the ground.

Nelson, who fired the shot, didn't even bother with his fallen teammate. Instead, he turned his gun on the four superhumans and unleashed a barrage of fire, emptying the magazine in one go!

Although the earlier gunshot had startled the arguing crowd, Nelson's actions were still too sudden.

Each superhuman has their own methods. For example, a layer of black scales suddenly appeared on the face of the middle-aged man who was leading the group. Although the scales were broken and he was bleeding from his face, they were all superficial injuries.

Another person seemed to have some kind of triggered supernatural item on them; an oval-shaped psionic shield suddenly appeared, which shook repeatedly from the submachine gun bullets, but at least it held its ground.

Another superhuman, using some unknown method, blurred into a wisp of gas, and the bullet passed right through him.

However, the last superhuman was not so lucky, or rather, lacked the strength.

He was the least experienced of the four, having joined the company less than two years ago. He was only slightly better off than the unlucky guy who was strangled to death by the python.

Although he had reacted and tried to use psionic defense, he was still a step too late, and his resources were meager; he didn't have many valuable items.

He was executed on the spot!

That wasn't much better; the gunman captain reacted quickly, rolling to dodge while simultaneously firing back.

Nelson was shot multiple times in the chest and abdomen and collapsed.

The captain jumped to his feet, kicked aside the gun beside him, pointed it at Nelson, and roared, "You bastard! What have you done?!"

Despite his severe injuries and blood trickling from his mouth, Nelson wore a dazed smile: "We're all doomed, let us die a quick death..."

Before the captain could say anything, the leader of the superhumans rushed over and stomped down, crushing Nelson's chest! It felt like his lungs were about to come out!

It's as simple as a hydraulic press flattening a tin box!

The gurgling sound of bones shattering and flesh churning was nauseating.

“You…” The gunman captain glared angrily at the leader of the superhumans.

But the leader of the superhumans shouted first: "You have good soldiers!"

He pointed at the superhuman who had been shot and fallen to the ground; the man was already dead. "Your people killed a superhuman. Get ready to go back and face your punishment!"

This brings the rift between ordinary gunmen and superhumans to the forefront.

The remaining gunmen surrounded their captain, subtly distancing themselves from the three superhumans. The three superhumans, their faces grim, sat together, whispering amongst themselves.

At this moment, the leader of the superhumans sensed something was wrong. He knew Nelson; he was a veteran who had worked at the company for several years. He shouldn't have suddenly suffered a mental breakdown!

Most importantly, something interfered with my perception of the psychic sea!

"Be careful, we might have encountered the enemy!"

The other two superhumans were startled and hurriedly asked what kind of enemy it was. Just then, two gunshots rang out in quick succession!