Chapter 199: Looked Down On

Brother Baojun recalled the memories of when he was still a First-Tier Ability User, despised by those high-tier ability users “on the branches,” and felt deeply resentful.

“Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river—do not bully the young for their poverty.” His fists clenched and unclenched repeatedly.

“Now that I am a Fourth-Tier Ability User, I am no worse than you, Men San. I too have the qualifications to ascend the branches. All my efforts in dungeon grinding and Blood Sacrifices have not been in vain.” Brother Baojun gazed up at the branches of the Fear Emperor Divine Tree.

“If I continue grinding, I might even advance to the fifth tier. The Fear Emperor Divine Tree’s four Guardians might have to make room for one more, becoming five Guardians.” Brother Baojun even looked toward the tree trunk deep within the Fear Emperor Tree.

It turned out that while Kamiyu was fighting Bald Tiger, Hou Ao, and Qian Long earlier, these 20 ability users had been continuously grinding dungeons and advancing their tiers.

They had been acting as the “Ten Mile Slope Sword God” at the stadium, isolating themselves and ignoring worldly affairs.

Brother Baojun only remembered the humiliation he had suffered back then, fixated solely on becoming stronger.

They were unaware of the two great killing stars, Kamiyu and Jack.

Both Kamiyu and Jack could slaughter Third-Tier and Fourth-Tier Ability Users as easily as swatting mosquitoes.

Third-Tier? Fourth-Tier Ability Users were nothing more than one-shot kills in front of Kamiyu.

Brother Baojun was smug about his fourth-tier abilities, thinking he could stand shoulder-to-shoulder with the leader “on the branches”—Men San—or even surpass him.

Little did he know that after witnessing Kamiyu electrocuting Hou Ao, Men San had been scared out of his wits, tucked his tail between his legs, and fled to seek reinforcements, going to find one of the Fear Emperor Divine Tree’s four Guardians—the fifth-tier Hungry Ghost Shara.

At that moment, a Fourth-Tier Ability User with butterfly wings interrupted Brother Baojun’s self-indulgence: “Report, Captain. A strange armored Hummer is rapidly approaching us from the south road.”

This Brother Butterfly, like Baojun, was one of the leaders of the security team at the stadium’s “Standing God post.”

The so-called “Standing God” referred to standing for over 12 hours a day, truly a cattle and horses position among security roles.

“How many times have I told you? Call me Brother Baojun, not Captain.” Baojun was very sensitive about his former identity as a security guard.

The moment he became an ability user, he killed everyone who had ever discriminated against or insulted him.

Because his heart was dark and twisted, he killed without remorse, tension, or moral conflict—even feeling pleasure in it—he was the most formidable among these 20 individuals.

“Who is coming?” Brother Baojun asked.

“A Hummer, but the armor on the outside is strange. It’s probably a group calling themselves players,” Brother Butterfly said.

“So it’s that bunch of trash. Weren’t they all cleaned up by those ‘on the branches’? How do they still have the nerve to show up?” Brother Baojun asked.

Earlier, Xiao Zhong and the veteran players had gathered over a thousand players to fight against Men San and Hou Ao, but they ended in a crushing defeat.

Brother Baojun clearly remembered that back then, when he was still a First-Tier Ability User, Men San and the others drove away all the First-Tier Ability Users after slaughtering the players and preparing for the Blood Sacrifice.

The Bull-Horn Ability User said disdainfully, “Why bother with these players? We’ve just advanced to the fourth tier—perfect timing to use them for a Blood Sacrifice. Maybe we can even reach the fifth tier.”

A Rhino Monster Ability User nearby waved his hand dismissively. “You’re overthinking it. Men San and the others had to blood sacrifice over a thousand players just to advance from third to fourth tier. Players are trash, nowhere near as valuable as Aberrant Beast Demons. Just two or three hundred of those are enough for us to reach fourth tier.”

So among the lives they had just slaughtered, most were still human. They were so weak they couldn’t have cleared many instance dungeons, having only killed two or three hundred Aberrant Beast Demons.

The Bull-Horn Ability User said, “True, how many people can fit in one car anyway? Ugh, I can’t even be bothered to kill them anymore. Let’s finish them off quickly so we can go back to dungeon grinding and blood sacrificing Aberrant Beast Demons.”

Brother Baojun waved his hand. “These players were already getting crushed by Men San’s group when they were still third tier, let alone now that we’ve all advanced to fourth tier. Killing players is like slaughtering dogs.”

“What Bull-Horn said is right. There aren’t many of them anyway, nothing to worry about.”

Back at the Hummer.

Chu Feng, who possessed the Destruction Talent, kept wiping his sweaty palms on his knees. He was extremely nervous, muttering repeatedly, “Miss Jia, are we really going straight to the enemy’s stronghold?”

“Of course. How else would we get there?” Kamiyu retorted.

“By taking a detour, flanking them, crawling forward on our bellies, things like that,” Chu Feng suggested.

“Have you been watching too many patriotic dramas? We’re invincible. We’ll just drive right up to their faces,” Kamiyu declared confidently.

“Is this really okay?” Ji Yue asked worriedly.

Dunzi didn’t speak, but his flushed face betrayed his intense nervousness.

The three of them had been in the bunker and hadn’t witnessed Kamiyu’s heroic feats, so their doubts were perfectly understandable. Their impression of Ability Users was still stuck on the dormitory building massacre incident.

“Just relax. Driving straight at them is nothing. Back when Brother Jack was still a newbie player, he dared to fly a helicopter into a hotel building. You remember that, right?” Kamiyu said.

Hearing the term “Brother Jack,” Jack immediately felt a surge of adrenaline, as if injected with stimulants. His blood boiled, veins bulged, and he drove even faster.

“The natural gas explosion incident from almost two months ago… that was you, Big Brother Jack?” Chu Feng asked, looking at Jack in astonishment.

Jack didn’t answer. Kamiyu flexed for him: “You new players are still too green. Two months ago, Jack and I were having even more fun.”

The phrasing was a bit odd, but it sounded impressive.

The three in the back looked at them with admiration.

“Your talents and skills are all quite powerful. Those Ability Users aren’t anything special. They’ve just gone crazy from killing, thinking they’re superior, when in reality they’re just viruses that need to be eliminated.”

“Remember, these people’s minds have been warped by their excessive bloodlust. You can’t treat them like normal humans,” Kamiyu instructed.

The three new players nodded in unison.

Above them, the Black Sphere live stream was still ongoing, guiding Jack’s route. Several players on break shifts were watching the broadcast in the Black Sphere Room.

With images more precise and clear than any spy satellite, the vehicle soon arrived at the stadium.

“Miss Kamiyu, the enemies inside the stadium are within our range. Should we open fire now?” Xiao Zhong asked.

The artillerymen on the 15th floor were all itching to go. Watching the Black Sphere feed relayed to their phones, they could barely contain their eagerness to start firing.

“Wait a minute, it’s not your turn to flex yet,” Kamiyu said bluntly.

Xiao Zhong wiped the sweat from his forehead.

Wang Fang remarked from the side, “Miss Jia is still as playful as ever.”

“Screech~” The Hummer made a braking sound.

“Why are there only three rotten fish and stinking shrimp like you?” Kamiyu jumped out of the vehicle, addressing Brother Butterfly, the horned monster, and the rhinoceros Ability User.

Kamiyu felt she was being ignored.