Chapter 10: Justice Without Power Only Harms Yourself and Others (Request Follow)===GLOSSARY=== [{

“Sorry.”

Zheng Zha saw the look Wu Xian gave him and couldn’t help but smile bitterly, sincerely apologizing.

Boom————!!

No sooner had he spoken than Zheng Zha felt a sharp pain on his face, then his whole body spun like a top and crashed to the ground; dazed and disoriented, he heard Wu Xian’s mocking voice.

“You shouldn’t say that to me—you should say it to Mu Gang.”

Wu Xian looked down at him: “Because of your meddling, he nearly got shot full of holes—and others might have been dragged into it too. Is a simple ‘sorry’ enough to wash it all away?”

Hearing this, Zheng Zha, who had just been filled with resentment from being beaten, suddenly shuddered all over. He turned to Mu Gang, who had remained silent all along, struggled to his feet, and bowed deeply to him: “Big Brother Mu, I’m sorry—I was wrong. I owe you my life. From now on… I’ll find a way to make it up to you. Please believe me!”

“Hmph! Now that’s more like it.”

Wu Xian snorted: “You know, when you opened your mouth to warn those people earlier, I seriously wanted to shoot you myself.”

I’ve told you countless times—you’re still newbies, you have zero power to change the plot. Acting recklessly only brings trouble. If it weren’t for Mu Gang nearly getting dragged down by you, I wouldn’t have bothered lifting a finger. I’d have just watched you get sliced into meat chunks by the laser.”

“I didn’t just want to change the plot—I just felt sorry for them…”

Zheng Zha felt wronged and muttered a weak rebuttal.

“That’s even worse. Trying to change the plot at least proves you have ambition—but feeling sympathy for movie characters? That’s pure stupidity!”

Get this straight: who are your actual teammates? That kind of powerless sympathy and justice will only hurt others—and yourself.”

Wu Xian sneered dismissively, then waved his hand. “No point saying more. You’ll understand after you’ve been through a few more horror films. But I’ll warn you—if something like this happens again, I won’t lift a finger to help you. Good luck surviving on your own.”

“…”

Zheng Zha lowered his head, feeling as if he’d just faced a high-ranking official in real life… No—he felt like he’d been scolded by his own elder, utterly lacking the courage to challenge him.

Watching this, Wu Xian’s face remained stern, but inside he was already laughing uproariously.

Zheng Zha, huh? Reincarnation of Pangu, huh? Primordial chaos—creation of heaven and earth, huh?

No matter how cocky, arrogant, or godlike you become later, right now you’re still obediently listening to me scold you.

Thinking of this, he quietly retracted the pinhole camera he’d placed on his chest, preparing to store it away. Someday, he could show it to the members of the Central State Team as black history—it’d be hilarious.

“Mr. Wu, thank you for saving me.”

At that moment, Mu Gang walked over. The quiet, simple middle-aged man expressed his deepest gratitude.

“Big Brother Wu, was that stick technique you used to block the bullets something you exchanged for from the Main God? It was so cool!”

Li Xiaoyi, who had never had much screen time, rushed over with a flushed, excited face, his eyes brimming with admiration.

“Of course. As long as you have reward points, the Main God can exchange anything.”

Saying this, Wu Xian began explaining to the Central State Team members the various exchange options available in the Main God Space.

When he mentioned cultivation, magic, and bloodlines—supernatural abilities—all faces lit up with longing. They all wished they could return to the Main God Space right away and upgrade every single one of these abilities, turning themselves into superhumans.

Wu Xian observed their expressions, smiling on the surface, but his real attention was fixed on the unnamed chubby kid.

Watching the boy’s expression of desire—identical to everyone else’s—Wu Xian’s gaze grew deeper.

Still no reaction? Could I have been wrong all along?

Earlier, Wu Xian had suddenly become proactive, interfering in Zheng Zha’s actions during the laser corridor segment, precisely to draw the attention of the “Guide,” using Zheng Zha’s terrible performance as contrast to claim the position of Central State Team leader.

During that time, Wu Xian had secretly observed the chubby kid’s behavior—but aside from his low presence, he saw no flaw at all, making him begin to doubt his earlier judgment.

Boom boom——!!

At that moment, a series of muffled thuds echoed in his ears, then the entire server room plunged into darkness.

Wu Xian frowned slightly, gripped his black iron rod, and strode out of the central control room.

After their initial panic, Zheng Zha and the other four quickly followed, only to discover in despair that the laser corridor outside had also gone pitch black—the entire server room had lost power.

“We’re done! The laser corridor’s down—if the zombies break through the outer gate, we…”

Zheng Zha’s face turned ashen. The others looked equally hopeless.

Even Wu Xian’s brow knotted into a “ Chuan ” shape. He’d feared exactly this kind of movie plot, so he’d smashed Red Queen’s motherboard and had Kaplan manually restore the Hive’s power—yet the same thing still happened.

Was this the world’s self-correction… or the Main God’s intervention?

Thinking of this, Wu Xian raised his hand for silence. As the only veteran, he was now unquestionably the group’s anchor.

“Stay calm. The countdown on your watches has less than twenty minutes left. Hold onto your weapons. If you can survive this round, you’ll return to the Main God Space. You don’t want to die here, do you?”

Hearing this, Zheng Zha and the others immediately perked up. Even the youngest, Li Xiaoyi, gathered his courage, eyes fixed intently on the dim door ahead, ready to pull the trigger at any moment.

“Bang!”

After an indeterminate time, a thunderous crash came from ahead. Wu Xian clearly saw a sharp protrusion forming on the steel door.

Aside from Wu Xian, the other five couldn’t suppress their fear and began retreating backward, desperately trying to shield Wu Xian with their own bodies.

Damn it! A bunch of cowards!

Wu Xian’s lip twitched, about to vent—when he saw the sharp protrusions on the steel door multiplying rapidly.

With a screech, a blood-red claw sliced through the thick steel like butter, drilling in, then tore open a massive gap, revealing the creature’s form.

Thick limbs bulged with muscle, front claws razor-sharp, its body like a human stripped of skin, its head exposed—brain visible, no eyes, a long, tongue-like mouthpart wriggling in midair.

Licker!

A more terrifying bio-weapon than zombies. Standard small-caliber handguns couldn’t harm it. Even the Infinite Desert Eagle struggled to land a killing blow against its agile, lightning-fast movements.

Put it this way: without Wu Xian—the veteran with his cheat—this Central State Team would all be reduced to bloody pulp facing this monster, one by one.

“Roar roar roar————!!!”

The monstrous mouth, muscles wrapped around gums, opened wide, emitting a bestial, guttural roar—but it didn’t attack immediately. It sensed extreme danger from Wu Xian, as if charging forward would mean instant death.

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