Global Game: I Have Portable Store

According to Su Changxing’s understanding, in this Doomsday Game, those who have suffered severe injuries have actually lost their qualifications to play the game, except for those like Huang Biao who possess strong self-healing ability.

So rationally speaking, it is correct to deal with those who are injured to a certain extent.

But Huang Biao and his team did not choose to do so.

Huang Biao grinned and said, "No big deal, my experience is that people who are destined to die will die anyway, and those who won’t die, won’t die under any circumstances?"

Is that your reason for becoming a reckless person? 𝒻𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝘯𝘰𝑣ℯ𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝘮

Su Changxing looked a bit dazed, having just seen Huang Biao educate Huang Tao for being reckless, and said, "Your nephew would definitely cough up blood listening to this."

Huang Biao thought for a moment and said, "Mainly because he’s the kind who would die. Brother, from my view, you’re the kind who is hard to die."

Su Changxing earnestly said, "I believe in science, not superstition, at least modern people should believe in science."

The light shining through the broken window cast wave-like shadows on the table, like water flow, making one feel tranquil.

Huang Biao replied wryly, "I used to believe in science, but now... not so much."

"So what are you planning to do next? If you could stay, that would be the best. As long as you stay, you’re our second in command, what do you think... hmm, if you want to be the first in command, it’s not impossible either."

Considering various reasons, Huang Biao made this decision cautiously.

In the apocalypse, survival is the first iron rule.

From Huang Biao’s perspective, having Su Changxing around would undoubtedly increase the probability of his group surviving.

Quite suddenly.

Su Changxing recalled carefully and realized that Huang Biao must have figured out he’s the "Lucky Child," as his involvement with Shield Company matched the timeline of certain posts.

This inevitably raises suspicions.

But Huang Biao didn’t point this out directly.

Huang Biao’s thoughts were more complex than Su Changxing imagined, or rather, he thinks a lot, suited for a leader’s traits.

"It’s not necessary, and... " Su Changxing paused and said, "The attribute enhancement in the Mysterious Shop might be more important than you think, so if you want to survive the Doomsday Game, you must go to the shop to exchange for attribute enhancement."

Huang Biao’s pupils shrank, realizing this was very important information, and the shop’s attribute enhancement might be related to becoming Extraordinary.

He fell silent for a while, took a breath, and said, "Going out at night is too dangerous, but today happens to be the shop refresh time, so if we go looking for the shop, there’s still a good chance."

Su Changxing thought for a moment and said, "I estimate that the next five days will be very important, even though there might be great losses, I still suggest you lead a team to search for the Mysterious Shop today."

Huang Biao glanced at Su Changxing and asked, "What about you?"

Su Changxing thought for a moment and said, "I’ll avoid acting alone with you guys, but I can give you some guidance."

Huang Biao asked skeptically, "Guidance?"

Su Changxing tapped the table with his index finger and smiled, "That’s right, directional guidance. You should understand that finding the shop’s location is the most difficult thing."

"Really?" Huang Biao’s face was full of shock, saying, "Damn, brother, are you that monstrous, you can already pinpoint the Mysterious Shop’s location."

Su Changxing calmly said, "Something like that, but it’s not about pinpointing, it’s about perception."

Huang Biao covered half his face and fell deep into thought, his eyes occasionally flickering with a bright light, appearing particularly bright in the dim room.

A bit later, he slapped the table heavily, spiritedly said, "With this, I am quite confident. Damn it, let’s go for it, go big."

Su Changxing noticed Huang Biao getting reckless and coughed, reminding him, "It’s still better to act within your means, there’s time, take it slow."

Huang Biao wore an understanding expression, somewhat profound, saying, "Actually, I’ve always felt that we will die, all will die, but I feel we can choose different ways to die."

Su Changxing rubbed his forehead, saying, "Is this some of the thoughts instilled in you during your military days?"

Huang Biao thought for a moment and said, "Pretty much, I rarely read before, but during the military service, I read a lot of books instead."

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The two talked freely in the room for half an hour, with laughter and closer camaraderie.

Su Changxing walked out of the room and found that Zhu Xin Xue had already left, probably arranged to do something too. No one is idle in an orderly group.

There were few people in the hall, only sporadically resting here.

Su Changxing found a chair in a corner, put the Steel Saber by his side, leaned back with his eyes closed to rest, easing the mental strain that had been tense for the past few days.

His fierce appearance kept others from approaching, and Su Changxing enjoyed the tranquility.

Soon, Zhu Wenwu returned with some people from outside, holding a Longsword, dusty, he walked to Su Changxing with a look of surprise and said, "Brother Su, honestly, I never expected you could escape that hellish place."

Su Changxing slowly lifted his eyelids and replied unhappily, "So you always thought I would die inside, didn’t you?"

Zhu Wenwu had a bandage wrapped around his shoulder, his lips dry and pale, he laughed awkwardly:

"Ha, it’s not that, mainly because the place is too weird. But now it seems it’s not a problem for you. Are you planning to stay this time and join us?"

Su Changxing guessed he hadn’t had water for a long time, he handed him a bottle of water he’d drunk a little from and said, "Pretty much, you look thirsty, have some water."

Zhu Wenwu wiped his hand’s black blood on his clothes, took the bottle, a bit embarrassed, and said, "Thanks, Brother."

He didn’t drink much, only took a proper sip before stopping, ready to return the bottle to Su Changxing.

Su Changxing thought a moment and said, "Keep it all, consider it a reward for leading the way before."

Zhu Wenwu licked his lips that had been moistened, lowered his voice and said, "Thanks, Brother."

He felt a bit nose-tickled, as a bottle of water is extremely precious now, more valuable than a human life, and deeply realized what it meant to be helped in dire straits.

Su Changxing closed his eyes, pursed his lips, and said, "No need to thank, fair trade, it’s what you deserve."

Zhu Wenwu nodded and said, "Then I’ll be off, Boss Huang is looking for us, says there’s some big action."

A young man sitting beside, fair-skinned, with a thin face, watched Zhu Wenwu leave, glanced at Su Changxing resting, licked his parched lips, and pondered.

He walked to Su Changxing, cupped his hands, and said seriously, "Brother, I’m thirsty too."

Su Changxing looked at him, raised an eyebrow, and said blandly, "Scram."

"Okay, Brother."

The young man left disappointedly but not disheartened, it was just an immature try.

Although Su Changxing quietly stayed in the corner, his reputation spread silently through the camp.

To the newcomers, the camp welcomes a tough guy.

To the veterans, the tough guy is back.