Reborn in the end of the world, I scavenged in the empty city and bought for free

At this time, somewhere about three kilometers away from the guesthouse, a large number of Self-Defense Force members gathered, distributed in various corners of the block, waiting for orders from above.

This is the main street area of ​​the outer circle. This area belongs to a community with a permanent population of at least 20,000 people.

Just thirty minutes ago, seven psychics appeared near the block, using their powers to burn down two shops and a private residence that resisted fiercely. Currently, the Self-Defense Force has identified the seven people, two of whom are A-level psychics, and the remaining five are C-level psychics.

These terrorists had been detained in the South District Prison before. Three days ago, they took advantage of the only one hour of free time every day and cooperated with another B-level lightning ability user to destroy part of the prison's high-voltage system. This kind of destruction could not be successful in a short time, but a little bit at a time every day. They also observed the terrain, the location of the cables and the patrol time of the prison guards. It was all premeditated and planned.

Six prison guards were killed on the spot, causing the escape of 120 prisoners from the South District Prison, including 25 serious criminals and 41 people with special abilities, including six A-level people and fifteen B-level people.

Originally, prisoners with superpowers above level B should be detained in the dungeon, but the temperature in the dungeon has been too hot and stuffy recently, and the air circulation is poor, which has caused many staff members to experience chest tightness and shortness of breath. In addition, the crimes committed by these prisoners are not serious enough to be detained in the water dungeon, so they are temporarily detained in the South District Prison.

Although the thirty Self-Defense Force members dispatched from the base quickly suppressed the riot in the South District Prison, half of the more than one hundred prisoners who escaped are still at large in the base.

After the apocalypse, the city system was paralyzed and the Sky Eye system was unable to conduct big data screening. If one wanted to catch criminals, they could only track them through shopping information of brand-name cards and rely on reports from residents.

Among the criminals roaming around the main street area, there are two high-level psychics. Among the Self-Defense Force members who participated in the capture operation, the highest level of psychics is only B-level psychics, and there are only two of them. It is impossible to solve the problem from the source by relying solely on force suppression, not to mention that two of them are metal-type psychics who can easily turn the guns in their hands into a pile of scrap copper and iron.

The surface temperature in the evening can reach 50 or 60 degrees after a day of scorching heat. If you step on it barefoot at this time, it will be so hot that you will dance with joy.

Xu Tong is the team leader of the Self-Defense Force's Group 2. After receiving the notice from the Security Bureau today, he immediately carried out the arrest operation. His team has a total of eight members, but in fact there is only one C-level psychic. The rest are all D-level psychics with weaker abilities like himself.

When he first joined the Security Bureau, he was chosen to be the leader of Group 2 based on his many years of criminal investigation experience in the police station.

Xu Tong wiped the salty sweat that was about to seep into his eyes and shook his head at one of the team members opposite him.

At present, they cannot easily break into the hardware store as these terrorists are hiding in it. They had deliberately lured them into this vicinity before. As soon as the members of the first group entered the area within a diameter of 30 meters of the hardware store, they were immediately attacked by violent and scalding fireballs. Those fireballs ignited instantly when they hit the human body and would explode immediately in the next moment. Anyone ignited by the fireball would end up as a pile of burnt meat.

This forced the second group of members who were preparing to sprint back to retreat immediately. Currently, Xu Tong could only stay near the hardware store like the members of other groups. However, several team leaders did not dare to act rashly, for fear of falling into the trap set by the enemy again.

"Team leader, if this goes on, the brothers will faint from the heat. Damn it, why don't we charge in? The worst that can happen is that we will die. Are we afraid that we can't defeat the enemy with thirty people?"

A Self-Defense Force member next to Xu Tong was sweating profusely due to the heat. He was like an ant on a hot pan, mentally highly stressed and having to endure the scorching sun. How could an ordinary person bear this?

Xu Tong licked his cracked lips, but could only say in a serious tone: "No, if we rush in like this, we will really fall into their trap. They just want to prolong the confrontation. If we can't stand it and rush in, it will provide them with an opportunity to wipe us out."

The members' exposed skin was burning with heat and they originally thought they could take this opportunity to rush in, but the team leader did not allow them. However, the orders from superiors were absolute during the mission, so they could only stare angrily at the shop in front of them.

These people with special abilities have been in the hardware store for some time, and they seem determined to engage in a protracted war with them.

"Team leader, we can't keep going like this. I see many of our brothers are pale, and the temperature is still 54 degrees, it hasn't dropped at all."

The members glanced down at the temperature displayed on their watches. The highest temperature at noon was 58 degrees, and it only dropped by three degrees until almost 6:30 in the evening. The most important thing was that the scorching asphalt ground was constantly emitting hot steam. One member of the Self-Defense Force felt too hot in the office in the afternoon and wore slippers. He didn't expect to be on a temporary mission, and was taken to the car without even having time to change his shoes. As a result, the soft silicone slippers stuck to the asphalt ground after being on it for so long, and he was so scared that he kept shouting. Finally, several colleagues came up with a solution and put a towel under his feet, and he finally felt relieved.

And in the hardware store, there were seven people with special abilities in this space of less than 30 square meters.

The A-level metal-type mutant is a middle-aged man in his forties. The man is playing with a metal ball made of a wrench. The metal ball with a silver luster is floating in his palm.

“Don’t worry, at least they won’t rush in right away. Even if they do…” The middle-aged man glanced at another thin man in the corner whose hands were crackling with lightning.

The man was the B-level lightning-type psychic who cooperated with him and finally destroyed the power system of the South District Prison.

"But it's really hot today. Hey, Yan Fan, can you make more ice cubes? Why can you only make a little at a time?"

Another terrorist psychic shouted at a boy who looked no more than seventeen or eighteen years old and looked thin even in the loose prison uniform.

The boy lowered his head and silently released the supernatural power in his hand. As a C-level ice-type supernatural user, he happened to be pushed towards the main gate when the riot broke out in the South District Prison. After the group of people discovered that he had ice-type supernatural powers, he was dragged along along the way. But in fact, he had no interest in the terrorist attack and was even worried that he was inexplicably mistaken for a terrorist.

Yan Fan had some sweat on his forehead, not from the heat, but from overusing his supernatural powers. He raised his head, his weak and pale cheeks looked like he had been suffering from a lack of blood supply for a long time, and his voice was also very weak: "Brother Feng, my supernatural powers are almost exhausted."

"You are useless. There are only a few ice cubes. You are just a little cooler now. You are useless. If I had known, I would not have brought you with me. You still need to provide me with food and shelter. You are such a waste!"

Yang Feng was obviously a little impatient and started cursing. He held a can of meat that he had just found in the cabinet of the hardware store and started eating with his head tilted back.

But this kind of canned meat is pickled and has a high salt content, so it must be eaten with rice or rice porridge, otherwise it will choke you.

But when they escaped from the South District Prison, they only had a simple breakfast. Don't expect the prison food to be very good. It was rough, dry bread and some heat-resistant mashed potatoes. Each person could only eat one portion, and the bread was only the size of a fist. It was difficult for a normal woman to get full, let alone an adult.

A total of five or six cans of food were found in the container, and most of them were blown away by the wind. However, none of them were given to Yan Fan. In the end, someone was worried that Yan Fan would starve to death, and if that happened, there would be no one to make ice for them to keep out the heat.

In addition to being able to create ice cubes, ice-type psychics can also manipulate a portion of the water system. However, the water system can only use water alone and cannot turn water into ice cubes. Therefore, ice-type psychics are considered high-level psychics in the field of psychics, and high-level ice-type psychics are especially popular among hunter guilds and other industries.

Yan Fan was not actually hungry. He had just taken advantage of going to the bathroom to eat a piece of compressed dry food that he had secretly found, and mixed it with some ice water to drink.

His weakness and illness were completely feigned. Although he was thin, it was only due to acquired malnutrition.

Glancing at the sound of sirens coming from outside, the Self-Defense Force still stood outside with the loudspeaker and shouted: "Listen to us, people inside. The Self-Defense Force has already investigated your identities. Yang Feng, Li Hao, Zhou Yuan... You'd better surrender as soon as possible and don't put up a fearless resistance. If you continue to resist, we will give you a severe trial..."

Yang Feng impatiently threw a fireball at the words outside, and suddenly there was a loud explosion.

Yang Feng is a B-level fire-type mutant. Before entering prison, he set fire to his neighbor's house in the middle of the night due to a verbal dispute, which eventually caused serious burns to the youngest baby in the family. He was eventually sentenced to five years in prison. He was originally supposed to be sent to the underground city, but had to continue to be detained in the South District Prison due to weather reasons.

There were bursts of explosions outside. In this kind of weather, Yang Feng, as a fire-type ability user, felt increasingly unable to control his temper. Moreover, he had mastered his fire-type ability and what he threw out was not a simple fireball, but a fireball that exploded and split into countless small fireballs.

The sharp car alarms and people shouting outside made Yang Feng smile smugly, "Hahaha, go to hell, you are a bunch of trash, not even superpowers, and you can be a self-defense force? We should have told Mr. Smith that what we need is to overthrow the old system, not just live in the past. Human evolution is a long history. As evolvers, our mission should be to purify some useless scum in this society. We are high-level humans."

The fingers curled up on the cuffs were slightly folded, and Yan Fan lowered his eyes. In fact, he had seen this so-called Mr. Smith before. The name sounded like a foreigner, but this person had an out-and-out Chinese face. But there was no idea why he liked to call himself Smith, and this person was just a low-level C-class psychic. But so far no one knew what his ability was. Although he tried to test Yang Feng and others several times, he was warned harshly by the other party not to ask too much.

The guy named Smith is an out-and-out heretic inquisitor. He always seems to look down on everything in this world. He even encourages some people with special abilities to overthrow the current government and establish a perfect country, realizing a society and system in which ordinary people serve people with special abilities.

If this happened before the end of the world, it would be a complete cult, but now in the end of the world, especially with all kinds of natural disasters coming one after another recently, people's hearts have become turbulent. At this time, this extreme thought is in line with some people who are in urgent need of a spiritual sustenance.

Yan Fan was not brainwashed. He never expected to be superior to others, and he was not interested in power and status. In this world, he just wanted to eat and drink well.

After the explosions outside disappeared, the store fell into a delicate silence. Several people in the store thought that the Self-Defense Forces would continue to use loudspeakers to warn people, but it lasted for nearly twenty minutes. Unlike the previous alarms that sounded from time to time, this time it was excessively quiet.

"No, something is wrong." The middle-aged man stood up suddenly, his sharp eyes fixed on the front, but from his angle he could only see some vehicles outside but no members of the Self-Defense Forces.

"Old Eight, use your [Sky Eye] to observe what's going on outside. I think they are too quiet at this time. Why do I feel so uneasy?" The middle-aged man said to the other bald man, gritting his teeth.

[Third Eye] is also a kind of supernatural power. It is more accurate to describe it as a X-ray eye. However, this supernatural power has its drawbacks. The X-ray ability is not like the one shown in old movies where one can see other people's naked skin. Instead, it is the ability to penetrate the skin and see the deepest objects, such as organs and internal organs. Therefore, most people cannot bear it. Once the [Third Eye] is opened, one has to see the bloody inside of the human chest.

Although the man called Lao Ba was somewhat reluctant, he also knew that the middle-aged man had the final say here, so he could only nod silently.

However, opening the [Heavenly Eye] requires a high degree of mental concentration, no less than that of other psychic abilities, so Lao Ba could only hold his breath. The others also consciously kept silent at this time, just waiting for Lao Ba to display his abilities.

After about a few minutes, Lao Ba was drenched in sweat all over, the kind that was exaggerated and kept dripping down. His face looked extremely painful at this time.

The next moment, Lao Ba suddenly opened his eyes and said tremblingly, "No, no, the guards are coming!"