Survival Game: Random SSS Talents

The bright orange sun rises across the horizon.

Zhou Wen woke up from bed.

His eyes were calm and he murmured to himself: "This should be regarded as leaving a hidden secret..."

"I'm not an official, I need an eye..."

Zhou Wen got out of bed and washed up.

After washing, Zhou Wen sent Zhou Yun to school.

Along the way, Zhou Yun could not contain her excitement.

The world has undergone earth-shaking changes in one day.

All the people I know around me have awakened their talents.

But Zhou Yun was also thinking about it.

What talents can I awaken?

After sending Zhou Yun to the school gate.

Zhou Wen pushed the wheelchair back for a while.

Sudden.

The hand that kept pushing the wheelchair stopped.

"Come out!"

Zhou Wen spoke calmly.

The perception of all things and Zhou Wen's tyrannical mental power noticed the strange movement behind him.

Several men wearing black clothes and sunglasses came out from behind.

They stood in front of Zhou Wen.

"Are you Mr. Zhou Wen?"

"It's me, what's wrong?"

"That's right, our boss wants to see you."

These men in black want to continue to say something.

However, Zhou Wen raised his hand to interrupt their words.

"Lead the way!"

The men in black looked at each other.

They didn't expect Zhou Wen to be so cooperative.

"That's offensive."

One of the men in black walked behind Zhou Wen and pushed his wheelchair towards a remote place.

The crowds around him gradually became sparse along the way, and he was being led towards a dilapidated warehouse in the old city.

A smile gradually appeared on Zhou Wen's face.

With a sense of anticipation about to kill...

He was pushed into this dilapidated warehouse.

The smell of dampness and corruption poured into Zhou Wen's nostrils. The men in black behind him turned around, took out their pistols from their pockets, and aimed at Zhou Wen.

"What are you doing?"

Zhou Wen looked at this scene.

The men in black put safety on their guns.

The leading man in black said to Zhou Wen in a very sincere tone: "I'm sorry, Mr. Zhou. I can only blame you for provoking someone you shouldn't have offended."

"Can you please tell me your boss's name?"

The man in black was stunned for a moment and then shook his head.

"Sorry, Mr. Zhou, we can't expose our boss's name. Let's go on the road in peace!"

Just when the man in black was about to pull the trigger.

The companions around him pointed their guns at each other.

Pull the trigger.

A burst of gunfire rang out.

There are several more corpses in this warehouse.

They died from cannibalism.

Only the man in black who had just spoken was left on the field.

The man in black looked at what was happening in front of him in horror.

Zhou Wen pushed the wheelchair in front of him and looked at the man in black in front of him and said slowly: "Can you tell me your boss's name now?"

The man in black actually had a sad smile on his face at this time.

"As expected of the Great Demon King in the Holy Grail War, it is better to see him than to hear him a hundred times."

"Are you also a Holy Grail player?"

The man in black nodded slightly, then pointed the pistol in his hand at his temple.

"Sorry Mr. Zhou, it's my duty."

"This mission failed."

The man in black was about to commit suicide with just a little force of his fingers.

"Did I let you die!"

Just when he closed his eyes and was about to pull the trigger, he heard Zhou Wen's voice.

Then he felt like he was losing control of his body.

A strange feeling surrounded him.

He opened his eyes.

He couldn't move his head, but out of the corner of his eye, he saw that his right hand had been put down at some point.

Zhou Wen looked at the man in black in front of him with a half-smile.

"Since you don't want to tell me, I'll see it myself."

A bad thought flashed through the man in black's mind, and then he saw his eyes gradually sinking into darkness.

And the man in black in front of Zhou Wen actually flew up out of thin air.

An overwhelming black demonic energy surged out from behind Zhou Wen and penetrated into the man in black's seven orifices.

Zhou Wen wants to refine this man in black into a demon puppet, a puppet that has completely lost its mind and obeys his orders.

A "creak" sound sounded.

The door of this abandoned warehouse was suddenly pushed open, and a high school student walked in.

After taking just two steps, I saw a scene in front of me.

Momentarily stunned.

The high school student had a haggard face and wore a pair of black-rimmed glasses with tape on the temples. His face was pale and his hair was messy.

He was wearing the same school uniform as Zhou Yun's school, but it was a little white after washing. From some places, he could see these footprints on the uniform.

Naturally, it is not difficult to guess why this school uniform turns white after washing.

The high school student was not frightened when he saw this. Instead, he clenched his fists.

Biting her lips hard.

Zhou Wen ignored him.

He concentrated on refining the man in black in front of him into a demon puppet. As the last demonic energy entered the body of the man in black, the man in black knelt down.

His eyes were dull and his face was dull as he said, "Master."

There was a "clang" sound.

The high school student knelt down and knocked his head tightly on the ground, facing Zhou Wen.

Zhou Wen still ignored him.

"Go back and kill your boss!"

"yes!"

The man in black slowly stood up, put the pistol into his pocket, and walked out.

Zhou Wen pushed the wheelchair outside.

The high school student still knelt on the ground towards Zhou Wen.

The high school student was still kneeling on the ground until Zhou Wen walked to the door of the warehouse.

However, the high school student's body began to tremble slowly, and he clenched his fists.

The nails pierced into his palms, and a string of blood flowed out.

"Ah!"

The high school student roared and rushed over.

The high school student surpassed Zhou Wen and knelt in front of Zhou Wen.

He yelled.

"Please!"

"Please!"

"Take me as your apprentice!"

The high school student crouched very low, almost sticking to the ground.

His body was shaking for some reason.

Tears flowed from his eyes.

The dark black demonic energy on Zhou Wen shook slightly.

The high school student in front of him was shaken away.

But the high school student did not give up, he ran back again.

Kneeling in front of Zhou Wen.

Shouting.

"Please!"

"Take me as your disciple!"

Zhou Wen still ignored him.

The demonic energy shook him away again.

This time Zhou Wen was quite strong.

The high school student fell to the ground and spit out blood.

But there was no fear in his eyes.

There was only a kind of anger that was unwilling to surrender.

This anger was burning.

Zhou Wen could see his emotions.

In Zhou Wen's eyes, the high school student in front of him was no longer a person.

But a huge and blazing fireball.

The high school student rushed over again.

This time he did not kneel down.