Li Jian is the person rescued by Mo Yuan and the others from the huge cannibal belly in the ruins of the deserted city, and it is through him that everyone finally has a general understanding of this unrecognizable new world.

What everyone cares about the most is that this world is very unfriendly to superpowers, and this situation made Mo Yuan and the others immediately adjust the original plan.

Before entering human society, they must learn to control and hide their superpowers.

All along, Mo Yuan's attitude towards superpowers has been to maximize the exploitation and utilization of superpowers, and they have never thought of suppressing them and stuffing them into cages, which is completely unfamiliar territory for them. The more powerful the ability, the more difficult it is to do this, especially the team led by Xue Hai, the fluctuating aura emitted by the superpower is like a torch in the night.

Fortunately, Li Jian shared some techniques about power control and physical development in martial arts practice, which in his eyes was a common sense foundation that directly broadened a new world for Mo Yuan and others.

More than a month has passed, and Luo Hongying was the first to do it, her "breath shielding" has a natural advantage in this regard, and Mo Yuan is the second person after her.

On the basis of Li Jian's power control and physical body development, combined with the particularity of his own ability, coupled with the inspiration from the "breath shielding", he comprehended the [water shield], and used his own control of water and the special water environment of the human body itself to form an ultra-thin "water shielding layer" at the bottom of the skin around him, completely shielding his own superpower fluctuations.

Excluding Luo Hongying, who was obviously not suitable for taking the lead, Mo Yuan became a pioneer.

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The street outside the hotel is still foggy and sparsely populated.

Not long after Mo Yuan walked along the street, he saw a group of people walking out of an alley not far away, each of the four board carts was pushed hard by three shirtless and shirtless Lifu, and the board cart was followed by eight men and women wearing tight black clothes and pants.

Mo Yuan looked at it casually, and his heart jumped, it was really the faint outline of the board car that was casually covered with sackcloth that made his heart palpitate.

Just as the convoy turned into the street from the alley, one of the Lifu slipped under his feet, and the other fell out, sliding to the side with the covered linen cloth in his hand, and the neatly stacked corpses of eight corpses rushed into Mo Yuan's eyes savagely.

Mo Yuan was directly shocked in place, and his thinking stagnated for a short time.

At the convoy, two men had each grabbed the corner of the sackcloth to cover the corpses, and one of them kicked the wrong Lifu and scolded: "How many times have you said it, give Lao Tzu a little more stability...... !"

Lifu didn't say a word, and quickly returned to his position, buried his head in pushing the cart and left quickly.

Before leaving, the man who was kicking and scolding Lifu turned his head and glanced at Mo Yuan, who was standing stupidly on the side, with a sneer in his eyes, and he didn't even bother to say a threatening word, and turned his head and left directly.

It is very common for ordinary people to be frightened into all kinds of ugliness when they see a cart corpse collection team like them, just standing in a daze without saying a word.

Until the cart corpse collection team walked far away and completely disappeared in Mo Yuan's eyes, there was still a picture hovering in his mind.

One of the eight neatly stacked corpses was facing him with its back facing him, and he saw a figure in a yellow jacket numbered 4027, and a sweat towel that was a little familiar around his waist.

This is the tricycle driver who grinned at him yesterday, I didn't expect to "meet by chance" again so soon.

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"Young people, young people...... Come in and have a hot soup. ”

Mo Yuan was awakened by a shout not far away, and turned his head to look, but it was an early shop.

A middle-aged and elderly man in a white apron with a slightly rich appearance stands behind a cutting board, his hands pressed on a large dough. There is a big stove and a big pot next to him, and there are seven or eight layers of large steaming grids stacked on top of each other, and the aroma of steamed buns after steaming is wafting everywhere, which is extremely attractive.

In the middle of the next room stood a young man with a strong and clumsy face, holding a long flat pole in his hand, a bundle of hemp rope on his left shoulder, and a yellowish sweat towel on his right shoulder.

Next to the young man stood a woman with a handful of money in her hand.

There were three diners sitting in the room.

Everyone seemed to be like him, in some kind of pause because of the cart collection team, only to be activated again at this moment. The three diners got up and left before they finished their meal, and they didn't stay for a moment.

Mo Yuan walked into the store, casually ordered two steamed buns, one meat and one vegetarian, and sat on the side with a bowl of hot and sour soup with a few pieces of meat and ate it slowly.

The woman slapped the money she had counted into the hand of the humble young man and said, "This is your charcoal money today, take it." ”

The humble young man put the money in his pocket, scratched his head, and didn't leave, ordered eight steamed buns and a bowl of hot and sour soup and sat in the corner and ate it.

Feeling that the atmosphere was no longer as tense as just now, Mo Yuan asked, "Boss, what was the situation just now?"

The boss who was kneading the dough paused when he heard this, turned his head to look at him, and said, "Haven't you seen it before?...... Your home has protected you too well. Finally, he shook his head and sighed meaninglessly.

"Could it be...... This kind of thing is very common?" Mo Yuan heard a little mystery from his words.

The boss said heavily: "I have opened a store here for decades, and I used to see each other almost every day, but now I see each other every ten days and half a month, is this common or not?"

At this moment, his expression was as usual, and there was even some ridicule in his words.

His accustomed attitude made Mo Yuan shake more than the dozens of corpses, and asked in a somewhat hoarse voice: "Who are they, and no one cares about such a large-scale death?"

"Who? Restless people. The shopkeeper replied, and continued to rub his head and knead the dough, ignoring the question behind him.

"Restless people?" Mo Yuan frowned and repeated.

"Yes, I am unwilling, I am restless and obedient, and I always want to toss some movement, but I folded myself in. ”

The woman sitting next to him and counting the change without raising her head, slapped him with a tablecloth, and then shut up again, kneading the dough and rolling the skin and stuffing.

Walking out of the breakfast shop, Mo Yuan walked silently, or walked, or took a car, and slowly walked around in Yanyu Pass, which was half a month, and he had a more comprehensive understanding of the city.

There are many more guidelines in mind:

First, never drill into those branch roads and alleys;

Second, stay in the hotel before dark and never go out again;

Three, see more and talk less, silence is golden.

Four......

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