Global Game: I Have Portable Store-Chapter 396 - 390: Acquaintances?

Su Changxing nodded in agreement and said with a light laugh, "Hmm, you’re quite generous. It’s no surprise for someone like you to become a general in the military."

Wu Qingsheng shook his head and said, "Brother Su, you’re joking. People like us lead miserable lives and aren’t destined to become generals."

"Not every general can become an Extraordinary. Surviving the apocalypse is what matters; once you’re dead, you’re nothing," Su Changxing said, appearing calm.

At this moment, the Monk stirred, slowly opening his eyes and asked, "Where are we?"

Su Changxing handed him a bottle of water and said, "We’ve left the gathering place. We’ve escaped."

The Monk took a big gulp of water and asked, "What about the people in the gathering place?"

Su Changxing thought for a moment and said, "Probably more than half are dead. Chenxi blocked thousands of people outside the gathering area."

The Monk was stunned for a moment, his eyes widening as he said, "How dare they? How dare they? Don’t they care about so many lives at all?"

Wu Qingsheng took a deep breath and said, "Brother, when you stand in a different position, you see things differently. For those at the top, human lives have a price, and they can be sacrificed for greater value."

Su Changxing nodded in agreement and said, "That’s true, but it’s unfair to those who die. They are forced to choose death."

The Monk said nothing more, his eyes dimmed as he lowered his head in silence.

"There seems to be some trouble upstairs. It seems they’ve spotted someone else."

Wu Qingsheng looked upstairs, hearing the sound of clear commotion.

Su Changxing walked with him into the city hall and saw a dozen people confronting them on the second floor.

"We were here first. Isn’t it unfair for you to chase us away, especially when it’s late, and it’s dangerous outside?"

The speaker was a young man with a backpack, likely a university student, and he was accompanied by other young people, both men and women.

Wu Qingsheng walked forward with large strides, appearing calm and collected, his footsteps echoing through the hall. He looked over these people and said with a smile:

"Aren’t you worried about our danger? Isn’t that a bit naive? If I were you, I would definitely find a way to leave here first."

Although these people didn’t seem dangerous, he still planned to drive them away. It’s always better to avoid trouble when possible; leaving them here would only lead to complications.

As soon as he said this, the dozen people collectively changed their expressions. They didn’t perceive these people as good people either.

Especially the one speaking—his hand was clearly broken, and the bandages were still stained with blood, yet he talked without blinking.

A real tough guy.

Su Changxing followed and walked up, raising his eyebrows as he looked at those people, recognizing some he had met before. They were from the same university, the same class, but he rarely attended so he wasn’t familiar with them.

Was it because they were in class at the time that they got placed in the same area?

That possibility certainly exists.

Su Changxing suddenly spoke up and said, "It’s indeed dangerous outside now. If they want to stay here, just let them stay."

Wu Qingsheng nodded upon hearing this, curling his lips into a smile as he said, "Since Brother Su said so, you can stay here. However, at night, you can only stay on the second floor, don’t wander around."

He paused, looked at the dozen people, and continued, "Hmm? Aren’t you going to thank Brother Su? He just saved you."

They looked at each other and then said in unison, "Thank you, Brother Su."

Su Changxing raised an eyebrow, feeling that Wu Qingsheng was good at everything, just too fond of showing off, and said lightly, "I was just speaking the truth."

As night fell, the dozen people sat together discussing quietly.

Among them, Qiu Jing, who had a faint scar on his face, asked, "Do any of you recognize that guy? Judging by his age, he should be a student from our school like us."

The others shook their heads, indicating they didn’t know him.

A woman with long braids and fair skin said, "Maybe he just had good intentions for leaving us here, nothing more."

Qiu Jing then noticed Qu Zhaoyu frowning as if pondering something and asked, "What’s up, Zhaoyu, did you figure something out?"

Qu Zhaoyu pondered and said, "I feel he looks like someone from our class, but it doesn’t seem possible?"

Another woman, whose face looked dirty as if smeared with ash, widened her eyes and said:

"Are you talking about the guy who sometimes came to class in a wheelchair? He does look a bit like him, but it can’t be, right? Clearly not the same person. What’s his name again? I remember he also had the surname Su."

Aside from appearance, the biggest difference between Su Changxing and his old self was his different demeanor, which wouldn’t make anyone link him to the same person at all.

A strange thought popped into Qu Zhaoyu’s mind, and he said, "Su Changxing, you might not remember, but I do. He got into our school with a terrifying score, could have gone to Kyoto University, but he didn’t."

He then chuckled and said, "Huang Keying, maybe you can ask him later, see if you can get some food."

The dirty-faced woman shook her head and said, "Hmm, better not. It’s already good that they let us stay here."

Qiu Jing frowned, feeling a bit dissatisfied, and said, "Humph, we came here first anyway."

Qu Zhaoyu patted his shoulder and whispered:

"Those people aren’t to be messed with. Anyone who can gather so many people in the Doomsday World isn’t ordinary. Don’t provoke them, or it won’t end well for us. Do you remember what happened a few days ago?"

Qiu Jing showed a frustrated expression, blaming himself as he said, "It’s indeed my fault. Don’t worry, I won’t act rashly this time."

Qu Zhaoyu nodded, speaking in a low voice:

"Hmm, as long as we can safely get through tonight, that’s all that matters. We’ll leave here tomorrow. I saw on the forum that the gathering place we planned to go to was already wiped out by Chenxi today during the day."

Huang Keying exclaimed, "Why would they do that?"

Qu Zhaoyu shook his head and said, "I don’t know. Anyway, there are lots of voices on the forum denouncing the Chenxi group. We’d better be cautious and stay away from them."

Qiu Jing nodded in agreement and said, "Zhaoyu is right. In this Doomsday World, we have to rely on ourselves."

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The Monk sat cross-legged in the corner, softly chanting scriptures, focused just like he used to be in the temple.

They too gathered in a pile, with a small campfire in the middle, cooking a large pot of meat porridge. Huang Longhu stirred it with a large iron spoon, the aroma spreading with the smoke.

"Was that brother a Monk before?"

Wu Qingsheng glanced at the weihuo sitting cross-legged in the corner and spoke.

Su Changxing nodded and said, "Still is, a genuine Monk."

Wu Qingsheng asked with some curiosity, "I wonder, Brother Su, how did you end up injured like this?"