77. HIGH PING WARRIORS
Unlike the transcendents around him, this newcomer wears a hood.
It reveals a very strong two-dimensional concentration.
Cover all your appearance and figure, but you can barely see that he is not too tall, about 1.7 meters.
Even in this gathering of transcendentals, there were people who hid their appearances and wore strange clothes, but it was the first one to cover up so thoroughly like this one.
Everyone threw strange glances at him.
This party is almost over, why are you here at this time?
Aono's focus is different from other transcendentals.
Like-for-like, perhaps.
Aono sniffled, and he could smell the smell that was attached to this person.
Like a rotting garbage heap, like the smell of maggots wriggling on a corpse that has been left for three weeks in the middle of summer.
It's completely impossible to ignore!
Aono's gaze fell on him, secretly speculating about his purpose.
Could it be the accomplices of the cultists? Want to take a swoop at the transcendents here?
It is worth mentioning that during the few hours that Aono was here, the atmosphere of the party was quite good.
Not to mention the feeling that everyone is a family, but at least the attitude of each transcendent is relatively friendly.
In fact, this is also understandable, in such a small circle of wild transcendentals, there are transcendents with official backgrounds, and everyone's position is at least neutral in order.
Things are clustered by likeness, people and groups.
Before they became transcendental, they were actually just ordinary people, and even the transcendent abilities they gained were not like Aono's, and they reached transcendent attributes in all aspects.
If you put it in the panel to evaluate, it's probably all [Remnant Transcendental]!
According to the conversation between Aono and Ida Ryoma, the official will actually recruit these wild transcendents on a regular basis, and the more powerful transcendents, and some secondary two fantasies, will choose to join.
Those who remain are the old, weak, sick and disabled, or those who are not very motivated.
The reason why Rumiko Hino has a love-hate relationship with Ryoma Ida is also related to this.
The people here are not the kind of bad people who have escaped into darkness, chaos and evil, so naturally they can only huddle together to keep warm like now, and the combined strength is enough to fight some crises.
Yes, their impression of Aono is quite good.
If this man is really here to attack them......
A little chill flashed in Aono's eyes.
The other transcendents were more or less aware of the unusual atmosphere.
They're all transcendental, and of course they can realize this, and they can all see that this hooded guy is the source of this weirdness!
The atmosphere in the cubicle gradually became solemn.
It's like a stuffy sauna, always emitting breathless steam.
A few of the transcendents are ready to fight—and there are those who want to slip away.
A young man with gold-rimmed glasses pushed his frame and walked up to the man and asked.
"Hello, what do you want to do here?"
It's still more polite.
It's just that after hearing this, the figure shrouded in the hood was stunned in place for a long time, as if he didn't hear this sentence.
The young man was a little embarrassed - big brother, you can take care of me! Don't I want to lose face?
At the same time, of course, the atmosphere is so tense that it's like you're doing something definox in front of a computer screen in your bedroom when your mother's footsteps suddenly sound from the floor outside the door, and you shout, "Cub, do you want to eat fruit?" "It's a critical juncture when you're in a hurry to put that thing away!
The level of tension between the two is almost the same.
Even if this person directly planned to do it in the next moment, the transcendents would not be surprised.
But at this time, the other party slowly turned around and said in a slow and hoarse voice.
"You...... Good ......"
An unusually hoarse sound, like glass being rubbed back and forth with a sharp object.
But the content of the words is just an unexpected "hello"?
And the words that came out of his mouth later surprised everyone.
"You ...... Yes...... Help me? ”
He's actually here to ask for help!?
This situation was not even expected by Aono.
But.
After learning his purpose, the young man with gold-rimmed glasses changed his face and hurriedly walked towards the exit.
It seems that he doesn't want to get involved in this at all.
The reaction of the other transcendents was much the same, and a look of horror flashed in their eyes.
Looking at each other's eyes, as if looking at a dangerous source of infection, they didn't want to get close at all.
After just a dozen seconds, there were only two or three transcendents left in the small cubicle.
Someone saw that there was a newcomer standing in Aono standing in place, and kindly came to them and said.
"Let's go, his situation is not something we can solve."
As he spoke, he glanced at the man with a sympathetic and pathetic gaze.
"If we have been in contact with him for too long, maybe we won't be able to protect ourselves."
When the other transcendent heard this, he walked out with him without hesitation.
Aono, on the other hand, is still standing in place.
It seemed that he saw Aono's thoughts, and the man didn't persuade him anymore: "You can do it yourself, don't blame me for not reminding you." ”
After saying that, he left in a hurry.
In the cubicle, only Aono and the guy wearing a hood and a pestle were left in the end.
"Please...... Help me......"
He spoke hoarsely again.
Aono walked up to him, the foul smell coming to his face, and he sensed that there was a special substance that wanted to invade his body.
The strange thing is that this guy doesn't seem to be aware of the departure of the transcendents around him at all, nor does he realize the arrival of Aono.
Still looking at where the glasses young man had just stood.
Aono waited for a moment before he finally turned around and looked at Aono.
This behavior gave Aono a rather strange feeling, like a ......
High ping warriors?
"High ping" means high latency.
This person is exactly like this, and the reaction to each movement is very slow, and it takes a while to react.
Finally, the high-ping warrior took off his hood.
A hideous and terrifying face was revealed.
A large scar of decay spread all over the left half of his cheek, pustules and granulations everywhere, and a substantial stench came from the air.
Distorted, deformed.
It's like being eaten by some insect burrowing under the skin.
It's ugly, and ordinary people may still be frightened by this honor.
A pair of eyes were dull, hollow and numb.
It was as if he was a dying man who had gone through a long period of suffering.
Only the right half of his lips was intact, and he opened his mouth sluggishly, and only knew that the words were uttered.
"Please...... Help me......"