Chapter 24: Spiritual Sense

(Rewritten,The transcendent person who wrote before feels that the B grid is too low.,In addition, some settings have been changed)

"Transcendence succeeded? Are you already a Psychic? Elena spoke in surprise, as if she had taken a reassuring pill.

Although, according to scientific texts, the real process of transcendence is short-lived.

But she didn't know how short the process was, so she had to take the risk and keep her heart hanging on Zorro.

"Yes, I want to.... It should have been a success. ”

Zorro pinched his wrist, and his bones rattled. It seems that he has adapted to the opening of the door to a new world much faster than he imagined.

The infusion of mysterious knowledge and information was closely connected with his memory. It was like a thousand-year-old tree with deep roots, planted in his head, connected, rooted, and tied together with the nerve tentacles, helping him to read the state of the moment.

Strength, physical strength, and speed, which are all physical traits that are closely related to physical variation, also have particularly significant increases.

This is basically in line with the message that Elena described.

The sensitivity of the senses, including reflexes, is also enhanced. At the same time, abilities such as the ability to be alert to danger, the sensing power of spirit particles, and so on have begun to have a higher level of transformation.

Zorro stood up.

"Avoid areas of collective action as much as possible.

Although these are just ordinary gun-wielding gangsters, even first-order mutants, standing still, they can't actually take a few bullets. Elena reminded her.

"Rest assured.

Zorro nodded, having a rough judgment of the limits of his abilities, "They don't have too many people in the area, and I want to find a way to break through one by one." ”

In fact, this point, through the perception of one's own state after the transcendent transformation, has been clear.

"Good news for you.

Those.. Well.. The guy from the Jiali Gang you mentioned should have hacked into the nearby living system and turned off all the cameras in this area. Elena blinked, her vision returning from the camera that had lost its light color to Zorro.

Camera?

Zorro narrowed his eyes and made a note of this.

These details were all things he hadn't thought of, and some noteworthy places were suddenly epiphany after being woken up by Elena.

"Thank you."

He said gratefully to Elena.

"As long as you don't die, it's the greatest thank you to me." After the atmosphere relaxed a little, Elena habitually threw her head up, looking nonchalant.

The underground residential building is extensive, with two staircases connected in addition to two elevators.

Those guys from the Jiali Gang are conducting a carpet search of this place.

Zorro closed his eyes and meditated for a moment, and after a moment of meditation, a map of the distribution of spirit particles that was brighter than the starry sky was woven into three dimensions, clearly presented in his mind.

With the help of psionic sense, he can perceive spirit particles in a nearby area of several layers, and capture and monitor people or objects around the spirit particles. A huge amount of information converges and parses in his mind.

Then, he opened his eyes and quickly moved away from the place.

The speed is visibly quickened to the naked eye.

As he climbed to the tenth basement floor, he recognized through his psychic sense the sound of footsteps along the stairs that had been retrieved but moved very carefully.

Although the Jiali Gang and the Cottonn Gang are ostensibly white and yellow as a faction, they are only the majority of members. Zorro, who is a white-skinned man, is also listed as a special target.

Since you have made a move, you must act vigorously and resolutely, which is the principle of the Jiali Gang itself.

Zorro doesn't know how many members of the Jiali Gang are following him for the time being, but there will definitely be ambushes at the elevator entrance and the stairway entrance.

After becoming a transcendent, Zorro's state of mind seemed to be much smoother.

The murder of a member of the Jiali gang with a gun, and the killing of an old ghost and a middle-aged man, although these shadows still shrouded in the depths of his heart, have gradually been released with the calming of his mind after transcendence.

The other party wants him to die, does he still have to wait for death?

Although he is not a person who will be avenged, he doesn't want to be a wronged leader who is involved in contact for no reason, hunted down and killed, and does not take revenge.

In this world, the ruthless may be grinded, but it is not said to the weak.

He didn't have the ability before, but now he has enough strength, and the resentment, anger, and ruthlessness in his heart are focused on one at the same time.

In this kind of underground residential building with complex terrain, he can use his senses to play with them in the palm of his hand.

He still had three rounds of ammunition in his hand, and there was no need to save them, because this was a lone member of the Jiali Gang.

Zorro stopped his body early and hid silently around the corner of the corridor.

About half a minute later.

The lights in the corridor have been automatically turned off when they have been inducted into failure. From this angle, Zorro doesn't have to worry about the shadow being exposed, and the dark environment will also relax the other party's vigilance.

It's always right to do it first.

Even though he has now been promoted to the rank of Transcendent, his cautious style has been retained without omission.

Soon.

The sound of 'da-da-da' footsteps can be heard from the stairs above, and the sensor lights have been lit up, providing a hint of brightness to the dim, damp space.

A white thug with a blue-green algae hairstyle, preoccupied with a gun in his hand, exhaled and let his guard down a little as he noticed the unlit floor corridor.

There were a total of 5 people who entered the underground search, except for him, all of them were grouped in pairs, so he was sent to the middle and upper levels, holding the nearby area, all the way down to shrink the encirclement.

"Kexiong, nothing happened on the tenth floor of the basement for the time being, where is that kid hiding?" The white thug with the blue-green algae haircut took a sip and spat at the ground.

"I searched the bottom floor, but I didn't find it."

Another majestic and loud voice rang out.

The blue-green hairstyle thug quickly lowered the voice of the walkie-talkie before replying, "So that kid is already walking towards it?" ”

"Probably."

Moeller, who was in a group with Cobear, spoke in a low voice.

"What a hassle.... If someone at the top turned on the camera and monitored it in real time, it wouldn't be so troublesome. ”

"Just be careful. That guy's marksmanship seems to be good, and he just lost a brother.

Tonight's affairs can't be left sloppy, taking advantage of the fact that those newcomers have invaded the network system in the nearby area, and by the way, they have dealt a heavy blow to the Bronco Gang, and they can be regarded as killing chickens and monkeys as much as possible. Another voice crossed in, joining the conversation.

It was Jace's voice, the captain of their group, blocked at the staircase.

Hearing this voice, the blue-green algae hairstyle gangster immediately complained, but he didn't dare to accentuate his tone, "It's my brother who suffered." ”

He is just a marginal member of the Jiali Gang, and he usually uses the name of the Jiali Gang to make a fortune, but the recent conflict between the Jiali Gang and the Cotton Gang has already made him accumulate a lot of resentment, and he faintly has the idea of quitting the gang and leaving the city.

Except for the battle fanatics who lick the blood on the knife edge, no one wants to deal with death.

He is also extremely reluctant to deal with these obviously risky things.

"Don't worry, tonight's events are about to be closed, the Broncos.... Hehe, I'm going to have to make those guys who don't know whether they live or die bleed tonight. ”

The voice was talking on the other end of the intercom, and the blue-green algae hairstyle gangster transitioned from the stairs to the corridor, and when the sensing lights came back on, he suddenly felt a mottled black shadow flickering in the afterglow.

He subconsciously turned around and saw—