Chapter 7 Search
"Nima ......"
"This mountain is too big. β
Yang Yun gasped slightly, stood on a high place, and looked down.
Dense thick trees instantly appeared in his field of vision.
It had been more than half an hour since he left, and he still hadn't stepped out of the mountains.
Food and water in plastic pockets. were almost consumed by Yang Yun along the way.
The reason for this is that he has the physical gift of being able to store proper energy like the hump of a camel, not because of hunger and thirst.
After resting for a while, Yang Yun drank the last sip of water in the water bottle held in his right hand before starting again.
Time passed quietly.
The sun was setting in the air.
An hour later.
Yang Yun finally saw the appearance of the town not far away.
His eyes lit up, and he quickened his pace and walked towards it.
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"No...... Still not. β
Yang Yun walked on a street, his dark eyes glancing at the surrounding pedestrians from time to time.
If you look closely into his eyes from a distance, you will notice that a subtle blue light flashes in his eyes from time to time.
He was using his gift for insight.
And when Yang Yun looked at the passers-by around him with his spare eyes, the passers-by were also secretly looking at him.
After all, his current look is too different.
The clothing was covered with slender cracks that had been hooked by tree branches. Although some of the stains have been washed away by the stream before, there are still some indelible traces.
And Yang Yun's hair, which had not been combed for a week, had already become extremely dry and greasy, and even her originally delicate cheeks were now stained with some dust.
He looks like a young man who has been away from home for many days.
"Strange, isn't it possible that insight talent can't detect those with special abilities?" Yang Yun, who didn't find those special human beings, thought of this possibility and frowned slightly.
If that's the case, then it's undoubtedly the biggest bad news for him.
"Maybe it's because there are too few people, or too few people with special abilities. β
For a while, Yang Yun thought of a lot of possible speculations.
After all, the place he was in at this moment was surrounded by factories and workshops
There are almost no crowds of people around.
It had been almost ten minutes since he had entered the town, but he had met dozens of people.
Yang Yun stood in place and thought carefully.
Going to places with a lot of people to find people with special abilities is obviously the quickest and quickest way to do so.
But at the same time, this approach comes with certain risks.
Don't forget that he's a fugitive now.
Towns are not small villages, and the spread of information on the Internet is certainly more than the area covered by the latter.
Once recognized, he will be pursued by the police much earlier.
Relying on his current natural ability, Yang Yun is not very sure that he can escape from the hands of the police with real guns.
He was hesitating, thinking carefully.
The higher the reward, the higher the risk.
He can't be taken lightly.
"Huh?"
Just as Yang Yun was thinking about the problem, a figure suddenly walked past him.
He glanced up at the owner of the figure, and after seeing the other person's dress, the corners of his mouth showed a slight smile of ill-will.
"Hey buddy!" Yang Yun immediately chased after him and patted the other party's shoulder with his right hand.
"What's wrong?" the latter was obviously a little frightened by his slap, and his body trembled slightly.
And after seeing his ragged clothes, he subconsciously quietly took a small step back.
"It's okay, I just want you to lend me clothes, hats, masks or something. A bright smile appeared on Yang Yun's slightly dusty face.
The voice landed.
Before the man could react, he threw a punch in an instant.
The sound of the wind whistling through the air sounded.
"Poof!" sounded.
The man fell to the ground, unconscious.
Now that he has a talent for martial arts, it is easy for him to use his skills and a little strength to make people unconscious and not die.
After glancing around, and seeing that no one was looking in his direction, Yang Yun took off the clothes of the person on the ground on the spot and quickly changed them directly.
A moment later.
On the street, surrounded by factories and workshops, a young man in only underwear was lying on the side of the street, exposed to the scorching sun.
Yang Yun, on the other hand, wore clothes, hats, and masks and gradually walked towards the place where the crowd gathered.
As time passed, the number of people he saw grew in his eyes.
Cars of different sizes sped by him.
The unique hustle and bustle of the town, which belonged to the city, also sounded in his ears.
"Good. Yang Yun used his talent for insight and began to look at these people one by one.
However, the information obtained is still the same as before.
His face did not change under the mask, and he continued to walk towards other densely populated streets.
It was not surprising that he did not find it in a short time.
A few minutes later.
"No ......" Yang Yun's face did not change, and continued to walk towards other streets.
Half an hour later.
"No...... Or not. He finally couldn't help but frown.
This horse rider was just unexpected.
Finding people with special abilities was much harder than he had imagined.
He didn't know how many streets he had walked along the way.
"Whew!" Taking a deep breath, Yang Yun patted his cheek vigorously, then cheered up and embarked on the road of search again.
Luckily, the Insight talent is not a consumable talent, and can be used infinitely as long as its consciousness is present.
Time passed, and in the blink of an eye, another half an hour passed.
The scorching sun that had been hanging in the sky began to set a lot to the west, showing a large area of dusk.
Yang Yun also had a little anxiety in his heart at this moment.
He needs to find a capable human as soon as possible to improve his strength, otherwise he will have little chance of resisting under the pursuit of the police.
"Hurry! Appear!" Yang Yun frowned a little deeper.
He slowed down his pace in a square, his dark eyes under his cap constantly glaring at the people around him.
It seemed that Heaven had just heard his inner voice.
Just as Yang Yun's gaze swept over a young man's body, he paused slightly and stopped his steps.
[Name: Zhong Shan]
[Power: 0.71]
[Dexterity: 0.74]
[Stamina: 0.68]
[Spirit: 0.70]
[Ability: Hypnosis]
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After confirming the young man's information, Yang Yun cheered loudly in his heart, and the corners of his mouth under the mask also subconsciously rose, revealing a happy smile.
After so much effort, he finally found the first person with special abilities by his own hands.
"So what's next......"
Yang Yun gradually calmed down, he looked at the back of the young man gradually walking away, and a wisp of coldness appeared in his eyes.
As the saying goes.
Dead friends do not die poor.