My Ability Pool is Superior-Chapter 18: Far Ahead

Tang Peng and Zhou Meina squeezed between the window gap, watching Lu Bai below who was about to be gnawed by zombies, both sneering nonstop.
As the zombies got closer and closer to Lu Bai, they could almost imagine the scene of Lu Bai dying in the zombies’ mouths in the next second, which gave them a sense of revenge-like pleasure.
However, Lu Bai remained very calm, as if he hadn’t seen the zombies surrounding from both sides of the road.
He slightly raised his head, his pair of eyes calmly staring at the couple on the fifth floor, and the mild smile on his face didn’t show any change.
The fastest zombie had already rushed to Lu Bai’s side, its roaring mouth sticking with bits of flesh, emitting a nauseating stench that hit right in the face.
But Lu Bai didn’t even glance in the direction of this zombie, merely swinging his sword casually.
The reliable sharpness of the Eight-Sided Han Sword cut this zombie in two like chopping vegetables.
From Tang Peng and Zhou Meina’s perspective, they only vaguely saw the sword light flash in Lu Bai’s hand, and that Terror zombie fell apart on the spot.
“So strong?!”
Seeing this scene, Tang Peng suddenly felt a bit alarmed.
Zhou Meina was equally shocked by Lu Bai’s performance.
She forced herself to hold on, gritting teeth and saying, “No matter how strong, what’s the use? I don’t believe this kid can kill all the zombies outside.”
Hmm, she was right.
Regardless of whether Lu Bai had this ability, at present, he had no intention at all of killing all these zombies.
After merely dealing with the zombie with the fastest action, Lu Bai jumped toward an air conditioner outdoor unit on the hotel’s second floor.
Under the boost of Blood Rage, he felt he could now jump three or four meters high in one go.
Bang!
Lu Bai landed on this air conditioner outdoor unit on the second floor in a pose with one knee on the ground.
A screw fixing the air conditioner outdoor unit to the wall broke, and Lu Bai reached out his left hand to press on top of this air conditioner outdoor unit, stabilizing his posture.
Without much delay, his feet exerted force again abruptly, jumping toward the third floor.
The fifth floor, in ordinary people’s eyes, was actually already a height that could kill someone from a fall.
But for Lu Bai who had performed Blood Rage, it was just a matter of a few jumps.
“Holy shit, is this human?!”
Tang Peng had already felt something wrong when he noticed Lu Bai jumping up to the second floor in just two or three moves.
Unfortunately, before he could react or do anything to stop it, Lu Bai had already broken through the window.
Landing into the room, Lu Bai didn’t even need to roll to dissipate force, standing up directly.
He looked at this couple in front of the window, and his kind smile in this scene instead had a kind of anomaly’s deterrence.
Tang Peng’s whole body was like petrified, stiffly staring at Lu Bai, his eyes full of disbelief.
They did know Lu Bai was pretty strong, after all, he could kick tempered glass to pieces with one foot.
But this behavior of jumping to the fifth floor in just a few moves, even with various points of leverage midway, could hardly be called normal human, right?
Lu Bai lifted the Eight-Sided Han Sword still dripping blood in his hand, and with just this small action, Zhou Meina was scared to tears, trying her best to shrink her body, wanting Tang Peng to block in front of her.
Tang Peng swallowed a mouthful of saliva, then knelt down smoothly.
“Brother… no, bro, Big Brother, we were wrong… please, don’t kill us!”
Bang bang bang~
Tang Peng was terrified, his forehead continuously slamming on the wooden floor, making banging sounds.
What they felt most in their hearts now was regret; they really hadn’t expected to provoke such a monster.
Lu Bai scanned the situation in the room, and combining the reaction of this young couple last night, he roughly understood what was going on.
Under nearly two days without eating or drinking, it wouldn’t be strange to do anything.
It had to be said that human nature was a very complex thing.
Compared to premeditated killing, passion killing generally received lighter sentences, and people could somewhat understand such judgments.
From this, it could be seen that humans themselves knew that most people couldn’t completely control their emotions and actions.
Lu Bai sighed, reaching into his pocket to pull out a piece of high-end chocolate and hand it over: “Eat it.”
Originally noticing Lu Bai’s action, Tang Peng shuddered in fear, but after seeing it was a piece of chocolate, his emotions became extremely complex.
Unsure if it was gratitude for Lu Bai repaying kindness with virtue or relief from surviving the disaster, in short, Tang Peng’s eyes gradually reddened and swelled.
“Tha… thank you, it’s all our fault, thank you so much.”
Zhou Meina tremblingly held out both hands to receive the chocolate, and seeing Lu Bai had no intention of stopping her, she quickly peeled off the chocolate wrapper and stuffed it into her mouth in one bite.
Seeing this, Lu Bai raised an eyebrow: “You’re really eating it?”
Tang Peng: “Huh?”
While speaking, Lu Bai decisively unholstered a certain pistol from his waist.
This certain pistol obligingly didn’t jam.
Bang! Bang!
One person, one gun.
Although Lu Bai had never touched a real gun before this, at such a close distance, it wasn’t hard to miss.
“Understanding is understanding, but if I were really an ordinary person, wouldn’t I have been schemed to death by you two?”
Very simple reason; adults need to be responsible for their own actions.
Lu Bai looked at the two brand-new corpses in front of him, reholstered this Broomhandle Mauser, flipped out the window; he was going to continue hunting for prey.
……
“Private Moscow.”
Lu Bai gave a standard ninety-degree bow to a corpse with eyes wide open in death.
[Ding!]
[Points +1, Current Points: 9, Current Rank 1/173]
After leaving the department store, he continued to search for other Death Fighters based on the positioning information announced by the system.
It had to be said that after obtaining Blood Rage, he felt that facing other Death Fighters, at least in terms of frontal battle, he basically had a crushing posture.
Incidentally, based on the near-loss experience at the department store, for the sake of stability, whenever he encountered another Death Fighter, Lu Bai would activate Blood Rage without a word.
Thus, the several lone Death Fighters Lu Bai found in succession were all as weak as infants before him, with no ability to resist.
Lu Bai sheathed the Eight-Sided Han Sword, thoughtfully rubbing his chin.
This Deathmatch Duel thing.
Whether it was the real-time displayed rank or the positioning information announced every once in a while, it wasn’t hard to see that this so-called Deathmatch Duel was encouraging Death Fighters to engage in fierce fights.
In other words, this rank was probably linked to the rewards at the end; otherwise, the Death Fighters’ fierce fights would have no meaning.
“I should be far ahead in points, but why is my Ability Pool more advanced than other Death Fighters’?”
If it was just a guess at the beginning, now he could basically confirm this guess.
Of course, for Lu Bai, this was undoubtedly a good thing no matter how you looked at it, but it was precisely this unearned good thing that made it hard for him not to care.