Chapter 232 The Cold-Blooded World Destroyer 8 (2/2)
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That figure was particularly eye-catching.
He was dressed in a simple black combat uniform, standing tall and straight in the shadows a little further away, his hat brim pulled low, revealing only his hard jawline and tightly pursed lips.
He exuded a chilling aura that kept strangers at bay, as if he had come not to participate in a life-or-death trial, but to conduct an inspection.
It turned out to be Zhou Ying.
Was he chosen too?
Zi Xi was taken aback.
Zhou Ying seemed to sense her gaze, slightly raising the brim of her hat. Her sharp eyes swept over her without any emotional fluctuation, as if she were looking at a stranger.
He then coldly moved away and began to survey his surroundings, as professional as a veteran.
"Tsk, how come this expressionless guy got in here too?"
Yuan Ke clearly recognized this training ground demon, muttering to himself, and was a little intimidated.
"He...is very strong."
Meng Nan spoke slowly, his eyes filled with admiration for Qiang.
Hu Jiang narrowed her eyes warily and remained silent.
"Shut up, all of you. If you want to live, keep quiet."
Zhou Ying seemed extremely impatient with the chaos, and spoke in a cold voice, yet with an undeniable air of authority.
His presence instantly commanded respect.
Even Yuan Ke shut up.
A chilling rule notification sounded at the right time, introducing the basic survival rules of this scene, the abandoned sewer maze.
"The survival rate is higher here, so we'll decide whether to follow you or not."
As soon as the rules were announced, Zhou Ying was the first to act. Without even looking at the others, he chose a direction and stated it concisely.
After speaking, he walked straight away with steady steps, as if he were very familiar with the place.
Everyone looked at each other, and most chose to follow the one who seemed the strongest and calmest.
Zi Xi hesitated for a moment, then followed.
She always felt that there was something strange about Zhou Ying.
Not only Zhou Ying, but the newcomer named Wen Zhuli is also very strange.
He seemed unfamiliar with Zhou Ying, having never exchanged a single word with her.
But the atmosphere between them was as if they knew each other.
Throughout the journey, Zhou Ying displayed astonishing combat skills and the ability to anticipate enemy movements.
He always manages to spot hidden traps and suddenly appearing low-level mutated creatures in advance, and solves them in the simplest and most efficient way.
The movements were crisp and clean, even possessing a violent beauty that bordered on art.
But he was extremely cold.
He didn't even lift his eyelids when asked questions by others.
Zi Xi tried her best to keep up with the group while secretly observing him.
Some of his little habits during battle, such as wiping his weapon with his fingertips after defeating an enemy (which is not actually there) or unconsciously rubbing the side of his index finger with his thumb when thinking, are examples of his combat habits.
And when he occasionally glanced in her direction, a fleeting look in his eyes seemed to suggest he was annoyed by her slow movements but was holding back from speaking.
That's so infuriating!
However, he was still the same Zhou Ying, only having a strange preference for her.
When he distributed the supplies he found, he would conveniently toss a portion of compressed rations, which had higher energy content and was more filling, in front of her, saying in a curt tone, "There's too much. Get rid of it."
This behavior is exactly the same as Zhou Ying's, who kept adding meat to her plate at the cafeteria.
Zi Xi was filled with questions.
This orc is so contradictory and conflicted.
He seemed to be approaching her and protecting her in an extremely awkward way.
Yet he always wore a cold, aloof expression, as if afraid others would realize he wanted to be nice to her.