Global Game: I Have Portable Store

Su Changxing let out a cold laugh, and a silver-white long-barreled revolver appeared in his left hand as he stepped towards the Bronze Tree, calmly saying:

”Even if you are a Divine Spirit, so what? A murderer has no right to live on, and the thing I hate the most is anything related to Divine Spirits.”

Divine Spirits didn’t leave a good impression in his mind.

He had seen it firsthand.

It was a malicious existence, a madman and a butcher, indifferent to the lives of mortals.

Perhaps such Divine Spirits sung in legends exist, but he hadn’t encountered any; what he hasn’t encountered might as well not exist. Even if they exist, they only existed in the past; it’s uncertain how they are now.

Thus, when this Bronze Tree claimed to be a Divine Spirit, he instantly felt loath, especially after it had killed someone.

In this era, two deaths were the norm; human life was cheaper than anything else.

The Bronze Tree was stunned upon hearing Su Changxing’s words; it hadn’t expected the other party, who knew it was a Divine Spirit, still held such an attitude.

Shouldn’t mortals be in total admiration? Shouldn’t they be bowing and scraping? Why is it this way?

”This truly is a pathetic era; you guys don’t even know what a Divine Spirit is, no wonder the situation is so dire.” The Bronze Tree sneered, looking at Su Changxing with a gaze full of pity.

Because of his position, Su Changxing concealed his aura deeply, and thus the Bronze Tree felt nothing powerful from him, only seeing him as an ordinary Extraordinary, at most Tier Nine, nothing more.

This wasn’t its full strength; as time passed, it could become stronger, and as long as these people became stronger, its power would grow as well.

Many people listened to the Bronze Tree’s words and showed expressions of reverence. In this era, atheists were scarce; if there were any, they’d either be dead or changed their minds long ago.

Divine Spirits undeniably existed.

The majority believed this.

Perhaps the one behind the Doomsday Game was a Divine Spirit, with the so-called apocalypse being a trial from the Divine Spirit.

Su Changxing heard the Bronze Tree’s words, yet his expression remained unchanged, a picture of calm:

”If you were ten thousand times stronger, I might believe what you say. An ant claiming to be a Divine Spirit, I would only find it laughable.”

He slowly raised the revolver in his hand, aiming at the Bronze Tree, his gaze indifferent, as if looking at a corpse.

He sentenced the Bronze Tree to death in his heart; having spoken so many absurd words, it had no reason to live.

Even if it truly was a Divine Spirit, there was no need for it to exist.

”Ignorant human...” the Bronze Tree prepared to say something, but its voice abruptly stopped—silenced by a silver light piercing through its body, spreading massive destructive power.

The enormous body of the Bronze Tree split apart at the point pierced by the silver light, then fine cracks appeared, the bronze color gradually dimming, pieces falling off.

These events transpired swiftly, leaving others unable to react; even Lu Yu’s face showed shock.

Su Changxing nonchalantly killed an existence claiming to be a Divine Spirit.

This seemed so unreal.

Meanwhile.

Su Changxing gazed at the sky, realizing he was under observation, as if noticed by the ”Antivirus Software” pervading this world.

Even though he had disguised himself, continuously unleashing power could likely lead to detection. Hence, it was best not to act unless necessary, as being discovered meant inevitable erasure.

He was certain that such erasure, even for him now, left no room for resistance.

It was an annihilation at the foundational level, removing his very existence without a trace.

This was terrifying.

”Lu Yu, are there more such Bronze Trees?” Su Changxing put away his gun and turned to Lu Yu.

Amidst this scene, Lu Yu only felt terrified, shocked by Su Changxing’s strength. Even though he tried to overestimate it, Su Changxing’s power far exceeded his expectations.

It had reached an unattainable level; facing Su Changxing, he had no chance of resistance if the latter wanted to kill him.

Such a disparity alone was enough to instill fear in him.

Moreover, he felt Su Changxing had already seen through the deceit. What he had done was more than enough for Su Changxing to kill him.

From the perspective of Seventeen, he was probably deeply sinful; he felt this way too, only hiding it.

Concealment was simple, like putting on a mask, and others would easily believe it.

In the eyes of everyone at the settlement, he was a responsible group leader; to those above, he seemed reliable, even if not highly skilled.

”Yes, there are many more, in several regions such... Inheritance Trees are planted.” Lu Yu tried to remain calm, but his voice trembled at the end.

As the saying goes, ”A gentleman may lament, while a petty person is always anxious,” disguises can falter under immense pressure.

Su Changxing smiled slightly, unconcerned, and said, ”What’s wrong? You seem nervous; this thing has already been killed by me.”

Lu Yu licked his parched lips, praising, ”Leader Su has godlike skills; killing such demons is but a trivial matter.”

”In my memory, you haven’t been the kind to flatter,” Su Changxing remarked lightly.

Lu Yu was likely the quiet and reserved type, albeit intelligent. Such intelligence wasn’t immediately apparent but gradually revealed itself over time.

Such a person possessed wisdom, knowing how to survive, adapting to any environment.

Survival itself was a form of wisdom.

Lu Yu quickly added, ”That’s the truth.”

Su Changxing dropped his expression, walked past Lu Yu, and said, ”Take care of yourself. I hope you’re a smart person...”

He could have killed Lu Yu but chose not to, maintaining some leniency for those who emerged from desperate situations.

People like them often had somewhat distorted personalities.

Living was not an easy feat; it was a stroke of luck.

Su Changxing always thought this way.

The dark-faced man watched Su Changxing from afar, wanted to approach and speak, but fear gripped him, and ultimately he refrained.

It’s like how criminals always stay clear of where the police are.