Accidentally provoked the whole world

Chapter 20 No matter how bad the existence is in front of me, it is scum

John nodded, "OK, I promise you. Feel free to go on the road with your buddy."

beep!
The muzzle flashed.

Brod was instantly relieved.

If he had done it later, he would have died from his neck wound, and there would be no kill reward.

Today, his body gleams.

"Sure enough, the person I kill will have the loot to pick up, and the rest of the breath will count as a make-up. Those who die by themselves or die due to other reasons cannot be picked up. This is the same as 'I am MT' 'It's very similar to online games, as long as you touch a hair of a monster and knock out a trace of blood, you have the right to pick it up."

John reached out and touched...

System: "Congratulations on gaining 980 experience points."

Only 980 experience points?It shouldn't be!After all, this guy is also the one who survived to the end, and his strength is much higher than the rest of the team. Why does he have so little experience?
Could it be that the gain of experience is also related to the cause of death?

Also... This guy was seriously injured by One Eye and was on the verge of death. In the end, I made up the knife. The lack of experience is probably the reason.

System: "Congratulations, you have obtained 10 points of [Fighting] specialization qualification, and you are now an expert (265/300)."

Although the experience is a little less, it doesn't seem to affect the drop of other loot. It is already quite a lot to be able to burst out 10 points of advanced specialization qualifications.

System: "Congratulations on obtaining the combat talent [Forest Combat] with 50 seniority points, and you are now a junior (55/75)."

System: "Congratulations on inheriting the driving specialization [Military Vehicle] Elementary (5/75)."

System: "Congratulations on getting a bottle of food high-energy tablets."

John unscrewed the cap, poured the energy tablet into his mouth and chewed.

"Well, overall the rewards are okay. I also got an additional [Military Vehicle] Driving Specialty, but my qualifications are too little, I am only junior (5/75). Even if tanks, aircraft and cannons are placed in front of me, I will not The meeting will be held. The 5-point qualification only allows me to master a little basic knowledge."

After chewing the energy tablets, my whole body was full of strength again.

The killer's trophies are only pediatrics, and those freaks that have obviously mutated and mutated are the most important.

Being able to survive despite being shot several times and running away happily, this kind of existence violates Darwin's law. It must be very difficult to kill them and the loot they explode must be harvested.

Moreover, they don't seem to know how to use firearms. The killers who were attacked and killed were all equipped with heavy firepower weapons, but they were not searched to make good use of them.

From their ability to cooperate in hunting enemies and splitting up their forces to escape, it proves that their IQ is no worse than normal people, or even worse than that of normal people. However, the fact that they cannot use firearms proves that their intelligence is defective.

As there is a saying in the West, God opens a window for you and closes a door for you at the same time.

If you have strengths in some aspects, you must be deficient in other aspects. There is no perfect person in the world, and perfection does not exist.

Of course, except for me who owns the system, by killing and touching corpses and gaining the enemy's expertise, I have every chance to reach the extreme.

and even……

Unparalleled!

"Now, let me lock their positions."

John's [sensitivity] characteristic was activated, and he lay down on the dead Brod's body to smell.

A very special smell was quickly screened out from his body. This smell contained mania, darkness, and bloodthirsty, which was very special.

"That's right, that's it! It can't escape!"

John changed a magazine, ran into the iron gate following the smell, and chased forward.

The smell is sometimes strong and sometimes weak.

However, John knew that the direction was correct, because the ground was dripping with blood.

One Eye had been shot, four times, and was bound to bleed as he ran.

Soon, the smell was transferred to the basement.

"It seems that the guy fled into the basement, but in front of my [sensitivity] characteristic, it is futile to hide anywhere."

I sincerely thank the female killer for giving me this magical skill.

John followed the scent all the way, walked through the dark corridor, and soon came to a wall.

There was a hole in the wall, the size of a man, and beneath the hole lay a dead body, a white woman who had died so badly that John could not even describe her death.

An electric drill with bloodstains was thrown beside the body.

The deceased John also had the impression that she seemed to be named Jenna, a member of the college students who came to the winter party, and her boyfriend was named Vincent.

Not seeing Vincent for such a long time, it is probably a bad luck.

Undoubtedly, before I came here, a brutal hunt had already taken place here, and the group of college students who came to winter outing were the targets of the hunt.

I just don't know if there are any survivors.

John shook his head, pulled a nearby rag to cover the body, and mourned for a few seconds.

These freaks have lost their basic humanity, and their methods are so cruel that they are no different from wild animals. Whether it is to obtain their trophies or eliminate harm for the people, I must eradicate these three freaks.

John twitched his nose, and the direction of the smell entered the big hole in the wall, and there was still a lot of blood in the big hole.

There can be no doubt that the badly wounded One-Eye must have escaped through the hole and out.

The freak has a strong sense of crisis, and has already realized that it is difficult to be my opponent under the serious injury, so he thought of running away.

But can you escape?

nonexistent.

John got into the big hole in the wall, climbed for a while, and came outside.

The cold wind outside was biting, and the wind carried snow particles straight into the eyes.

But at least I just chewed a bottle of energy tablets, and with the support of the intermediate [Ice Field Combat] and [Extreme Cold Body] characteristics, I can still move for a long time in the severe cold, and I have enough time to deal with the prey that escaped outside.

John followed the scent to the gate and found that three sleds were missing.

"Well, these three freaks can still drive."

But trying to escape while driving?

The same does not exist!
In front of [sharpness] as high as [-]% sense of smell, there is nowhere to hide, except to escape to the ends of the world.

John got on the sled, but it wouldn't start, and on another check, the flint had been removed, and none of the sleds would start.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, this kind of IQ is really incredible. No wonder he can easily kill a team of killers. His IQ is far beyond that of those self-righteous idiots."

Still, it was too good a thought to think that taking away the flint and steel would free me.

No matter how high the IQ of a freak is, it still has limitations.

Although my specialty [Engineering] is at the junior level (50/75), it is enough to solve the problem of being able to start without flint and steel. At least I have no problem at all opening a car repair shop and relying on my craftsmanship to make a living. The difficulties are overwhelming?

John immediately used the well-polished wrench obtained from killing Needham to touch the corpse before unscrewing the upper cover, tearing off the wire, biting off the insulation on the wire, twisting the copper core inside, and then just like that Handle valve.

Chi Chi Chi!

The engine of the sleigh motorcycle suddenly made a cheerful sound.

John: "Come on, man, let's hunt down freaks and eliminate harm for the people, GO!"

(End of this chapter)