Global Game: Comes with Portable Store

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Their security bureau was originally a department that dealt with supernatural phenomena. Before the end of the world, the world that seemed ordinary to ordinary people had many loopholes in their eyes.

As the director, he is a staunch materialist. He never believes in ghosts and gods. He only thinks that the so-called supernatural forces are just phenomena that science has not yet had time to explain.

"Let's think about how to escape from here. The sea level is getting higher and higher. If we stay here any longer, it will be a dead end."

The white-haired old man opened the window, feeling the fierce wind and looking out the window. The endless black sea surface shone with a strange light, which seemed to be bright but dark.

The sea level is only seven or eight meters away from them, and the ten or twenty floors below are buried in the sea water.

What's even more terrifying is that even people with good water skills cannot swim in the sea water and will sink. Unless they are extremely strong, they can swim in the dark sea water for a short time.

Most of the people they left here died, and there were only a hundred or so people left. Of course, they were not drowned, but there were monsters in the sea.

The strong wind suddenly weakened, and a clear singing voice sounded in my ears, melodious and changeable, the sound was not loud, like a whisper.

"It's coming again. Plug your ears and calm down. If you jump, you will die. Grab everyone next to you."

The white-haired old man quickly closed the window and shouted loudly below.

Many of them heard this inexplicable sound and jumped down unknowingly and were drowned.

This singing is not always there, but appears intermittently and irregularly. Many times they are caught off guard and they can only tense up at all times.

Zhong Jueqing's expression did not change, and he seemed not to hear the singing sound rippling in the space. He just said: "Old man, go ahead and take those who can leave with you. I can't leave anymore. Even if I escape, I may not survive." Gotta go down.”

He doesn't seem to have any major problems now, but his body is exhausted and his body can no longer bear the excessive use of powerful powers.

There are more white hairs on the head, which cannot be covered by the hat, but the fierce aura between their eyebrows has not faded.

The white-haired old man smiled and grabbed his shoulder with one hand: "Even if you are a corpse, I will take you back. You know, I am a person who pays attention to interests, but I can't weigh so many things."

It's not like they have no way to leave here. Several small wooden boats they obtained from previous missions are mysterious items and will not be submerged if placed on this black sea water.

It's just that this small wooden boat is too small, and the number of people it can take away is limited. To say the least, even if they get on the boat, they may not be able to survive.

The white-haired old man carried Zhong Jueqing firmly on his back and shouted: "According to the plan, some people will leave, and some people will stay here. Don't make too much noise, while the wind is light now."

When the sound of singing floats on the sea, the strong wind will lessen, which is the best time for them to go.

"Yes, Director, everything is ready. You can leave now." An officer in a gray uniform came up and said.

Zhong Jueqing lowered his head and said silently: "Old man, you will never listen to advice. People become stubborn when they get old."

The white-haired old man smiled disdainfully and said: "Oh, I will be finished sooner or later if I listen to you. You are what you are now."

"If you keep talking nonsense, I will throw you away!"

The sea was relatively calm, and the small wooden boat was gently rocking and rising with the waves.

Zhong Jueqing was put on the back of the small wooden boat by the white-haired old man, and then more than 40 people boarded the boat non-stop.

"Hold on here, it only takes a day to go back and forth. As long as we can go back alive, someone will come to pick you up." The white-haired old man stood on the bow of the ship and shouted, without too many words, and then waved:

"Let's go and set sail."

The people who stayed looked at the small wooden boat leaving in silence, and no one said anything to complain.

Whether to leave or to stay has been decided beforehand.

Life is like this sometimes, bitter but clear.

The sky is bright at night here, the black mist is sucked into the dark sea water, and you can see the Milky Way formed by thousands of stars.

Not long after leaving, several small boats separated due to waves. Each small boat had an extraordinary person or a person with powers who could provide power to the boat, so in theory, the small boat could return to the shore across most of the area.

Zhong Jueqing's eyes were misty, shining with blue light from time to time. He was blind, but not completely blind. He couldn't see the real world clearly, but he saw some inexplicable existences.

"Old man, let me take you on your last journey." He put one hand on the edge of the boat, his eyes gleaming with dazzling luster, and the boat moved forward at a faster speed.

The white-haired old man looked at him and did not stop him. He knew that Zhong Jueqing's path was to be extraordinary. If he could not become an extraordinary person, even going back would be a dead end.

And the problem lies here, his superpower is too powerful, which makes it difficult for him to become an extraordinary person.

Not long after the boat left, some dark fish that looked like ink jumped onto the boat. They used weapons to knock these fish off one by one.

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A large amount of blood appeared around the ship, which looked very obvious, as if red ink had been dropped into black ink, and the two were not compatible.

When a younger team member saw this scene, he was extremely nervous and his body could not help but tremble: "What is that? I saw blood, a lot of blood!"

The white-haired old man hit him on the neck with his backhand, knocked him unconscious, and shouted again: "Relax, everyone, these are just fish, there is nothing to be afraid of, and we will go back soon." .”

It's not that their will is not strong enough, nor that they are timid, but after a long period of fighting, everyone's energy and spirit have been worn away, and they are all left with only their last breath.

They also knew that even if they got on the ship, there was a high probability of death.

A common mission pops up on everyone's mobile phone, to escape across the sea.

About half an hour later, strong winds blew again on the sea.

The seawater splashed on each of their faces, which was salty and bitter. There was lightning and thunder in the sky, as if something was roaring.

Zhong Jueqing clung to the edge of the boat. The boat was very stable under his control, even in such a violent storm.

He roared and stood up, his mouth covered in blood.

Seeing this, the white-haired old man stood up and knocked him out with a sharp palm: "It's really life-threatening... Everyone, hold on tight. There is a high probability that this boat will not capsize. If there is something underwater, don't make any sound. We will quietly Just go over there.”