After the storm, the hall fell silent again.

Corpses were everywhere, mud-like viscera, minced flesh, smashed heads everywhere, viscous, dark red blood and water, constantly pooling, flowing to the lower places, and as time passed, soon in the low-lying subway tracks, converged into a dark red, completely blood-soaked stream.

The strong, pungent smell of blood permeated every corner.

Some slippery, disgusting organs and intestines hung on torches, wall protrusions, dripping with blood.

Blood droplets fell to the ground, making the sound of "popping ......" water droplets, as if to accuse the world of the atrocities that had just taken place here.

However, this kind of depression, almost suffocating silence, did not last long.

When everything calms down......

In the dark corners of the hall, there were suddenly some sounds of sooths.

It didn't take long for a series of rickety figures to be seen, crawling out of the darkness and from their hiding place......

These black figures are the survivors who remained.

And then......

The hall was buoyant with the creepy sound of chewing......

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Xia Jian crossed his legs, alone, and sat quietly next to the bonfire......

Xiaozhu lay in a place that was not very far away.

Xiaohua and Xiaoqiang, who have woken up, are taking care of her, as for Dazhi, due to the initial recovery from serious injuries, he is still very weak at this time, so he can only lie aside to rest.

Oishi's body has been placed.

Buried in a corner that no one can find......

A faint sorrow flowed in the hearts of everyone.

Xia Jian was also a little sad......

Especially when he saw Xiaozhu's lifeless eyes......

But he didn't like it very much, very! I don't like it very much!!

So he needs to be quiet......

It's not an escape!

Just because of grief doesn't solve the problem.

Now the only thing he can do! It is to seize the time, keep improving your strength, and avoid this kind of thing from happening again as much as possible.

……

Once again, my mind calmed down.

Xia Jian once again focused his attention on his character attribute panel.

Since the breakthrough, he hasn't had time to calm down and sort out his gains this time......

Name: Xia Jian

Class: Warrior (1st Class) / Taoist (2nd Class) / Mage (3rd Class)

Rating: 20/12/10

Force: 52

Dexterity: 42

Mental power: 32

Stamina: 42

……

One night's killing not only made Xia Jian's third profession (mage) skyrocket to level ten, but the extra experience, and even the second profession (Taoist), was also upgraded by more than two levels.

And that's not all......

The four major attributes have also skyrocketed again.

In terms of strength, it also exceeded the strength of fifty people in one fell swoop.

Seeing these skyrocketing attributes, Xia Jian understood that in the next period of time, he would have to spend a lot of effort and time to adapt to his skyrocketing strength.

And what gave him even more headaches was ......

"Female horse, what weapon should I use from now on!!"

Now the power that burst out of his bare hands, even if it was not ten tons, it was seven or eight tons.

What is this idea?

The average car is only one to two tons, and the good one is about three tons, and even if it is an ordinary large truck, the body weight is about three to four tons......

The portion is enough!!

But you can't let him carry a truck as a weapon in the future, right?

But if this is not the case, then what weapon is so heavy now? You must know that if you change something for a hundred or ten catties now, he will hold it in his hand, which is no different from when he held a toothpick before.

Not to mention making weapons......

With those things, Xia Jian might as well use his bare hands!!

……

It stands to reason that the strength has skyrocketed and the level has soared, and Xia Jian should have been happy.

But because of the trouble caused by the weapon, coupled with the matter of Xiaozhu and Dashi, Xia Jian's mood was finally relieved a little, and he suddenly became depressed again.

"......"

Xia Jian, who was depressed, picked up a piece of wood from the ground and threw it into the burning bonfire.

The Mars immediately scattered in all directions......

"That's right!!"

Seeing the burning flames, Xia Jian's eyes suddenly lit up.

That's right!! Now that the mage profession is level 10, he should already be able to learn the skill of the mage's "Fireball Technique".

You must know that since the moment Xia Jian got the warrior inheritance, he was extremely depressed, because the first inheritance he obtained was not a mage.

Now I'm finally a mage.

Thinking of this, Xia Jian quickly called up the skill panel.

"Fireball Technique" has indeed shown a faint state that can be learned.

Fireball: Condense the fire element in the air and attack enemies in the distance......

The introduction of skills is as easy as ever.

Without saying a word, Xia Jian decisively learned the skills.

Some ways to apply the skill of Fireball suddenly came to mind.

"Hey......

Xia Jian's mood began to be a little irrepressibly excited.

Then in this state, he spread his hands and began his first performance of "Fireball Technique".

……

A minute later......

There was no movement between Xia Jian's palms......

Ten minutes later......

Xia Jian seemed to see a faint flame appear in his palm.

But when he looked at it carefully, he tragically found that he had been staring at his palm for too long and was dazzled......

Half an hour later......

"Fuck ......"

Xia Jian scolded and rubbed his somewhat numb arm, and he finally resigned himself to finding that this "Fireball Technique" was not so easy to learn.

……

Unexpectedly, at this time, a very strange thing happened......

"Ding-dong......"

In his mind, a system prompt sounded for no reason.

"What's going on?"

Xia Jian suddenly became suspicious.

You have to know that he has long been accustomed to the system's retarded mind, and when the freshness has not passed, when he encounters something he doesn't know, he will ask about the system from time to time, but now!!

Xia Jian had almost forgotten the existence of the system......

But now, this system has inexplicably drilled itself out of its own.

OK......

didn't make Xia Jian wait too long, and a system message jumped out.

"Tip: When performing Fireball, please concentrate on the host......"

"Tip: Please check the system prompt message carefully in the future......"

Seeing these two pieces of news, Xia Jian was a little uneasy......

He understood the meaning of the first message......

But what does the second one mean?

And, judging from the literal meaning of these two pieces of news, and the timing of their appearance, how did he always feel that he was being despised by the system?

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