The End of the World: Start with a Book, All Superpowers Depend on Reading

Yunding Shelter, on a high building.

A man in black robe stood on the balcony looking towards the shopping mall opposite.

On the big screen, the scene of Wang Mingyang executing these criminals with his own hands was played.

"It's too much killing...but it's so satisfying!"

The man's voice was low, but his brows were full of appreciation.

There is no doubt about the crimes stated by Mo Bei.

He had witnessed the mental hypnosis of the Genting Law Enforcement Team with his own eyes.

Especially Xiao Huanyan, known as the Genting Fairy, whose strange abilities and strong spiritual power opened his eyes even more.

"We are both at the fourth level, but that guy Wenxing...is not as good as her!"

The man in black robe murmured with a helpless smile.

On the big screen, there are not many evil people left.

The man in black robe took a deep look at Wang Mingyang's unwavering expression on the screen, and his figure suddenly turned into a black smoke and disappeared.

The next moment, he appeared directly in a remote corner below.

Several consecutive flashes appeared in the shadows of every corner, quickly escaping outside the Yunding Shelter.

In the central square, Wang Mingyang watched with a calm expression as one of the superpowers turned into ashes.

I feel a little complicated.

This killing exceeded all his previous killings combined.

Even when facing Japanese invaders, Wang Mingyang did not kill so many people with his own hands.

"When you gaze into the abyss, the abyss gazes into you..."

Wang Mingyang murmured these philosophical words, but his heart gradually became firmer.

"I am both an abyss and... a blazing sun!"

His fingers gradually clenched, Wang Mingyang's eyes were firm.

Killing is just a method.

Kill those who deserve to be killed without any scruples.

As the last superpower died, the square was surrounded by silence.

At first many people were shouting to kill these people.

But as Wang Mingyang really started to kill, the survivors in the Genting Shelter had never seen such a scene.

Thousands of people with superpowers were unable to fight back. In just a few minutes, they were all annihilated by Wang Mingyang's flame ray.

Many people were already standing there with a look of fear on their faces.

Surprised by Wang Mingyang's strength, he was also afraid of his killing.

"Well done! It's such an advantage for these scumbags to die so easily!"

A shout suddenly appeared above the square.

Everyone looked around and saw a woman in ragged clothes, with bruises and scars all over her exposed arms and thighs.

At this moment, he was standing outside the square with his hair disheveled and his face stained with tears, being supported by a Genting staff member.

Crying loudly and heartbreakingly.

The survivors who saw this scene through the big screen were shocked at the same time.

"Good kill!"

"Deserves to be killed!"

"The King of Genting did the right thing! He killed so well!"

Then, the mountain's cry resounded like a tsunami above the cloud tops.

Hearing these shouts, a relieved smile filled the corner of Wang Mingyang's mouth.

What he didn't notice at the moment was.

In the sky above the sea of ​​​​his consciousness, the stars are growing rapidly.

"Huh...it's okay."

Hearing the collective shouts, Chi Xuan's hanging heart finally dropped.

Not all survivors are lucky enough to meet Boss Wang early.

Following Wang Mingyang all the way from Rongcheng, Chi Xuan saw this kind of killing for the first time.

In the past, it was all about killing zombies or Japanese pirates, and no one had any psychological burden.

A small number of killings are only on a small scale.

As far as Chi Xuan knew, the one with the most killings was the Han Tieshan base in Rongcheng.

Moreover, Wang Mingyang only killed two brothers, Han Tieshan and Han Jun.

But this time, there were more than 3,000 people...

She had been worried that excessive killing would cause panic among the survivors in Genting Shelter.

Now it seems that this worry is indeed somewhat unnecessary.

The survivors of Genting Shelter at least know right from wrong.

"Baobao, wash the floor, the square is a little dirty..."

Wang Mingyang put away the space barrier and shouted to Li Yuchan.

"Okay, boss."

Li Yuchan rolled his eyes. How long had it been? Why was he washing the floor by himself again?

However, he quickly agreed. Anyway, there are so many people under his command now, why are he worried that no one will be able to help him?

Wang Mingyang nodded, turned around and left with Su Yu and Mu Ningxue, disappearing from everyone's sight.

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In the courtyard of the Genting base villa, two soldiers in combat uniforms saluted Wang Mingyang.

"Chief, a total of five thousand third-generation awakening potions have been handed over."

Lower your right hand, one of the warriors said.

Looking at Wang Mingyang, who was only in his twenties, the two soldiers murmured in their hearts at the same time.

Before leaving, Chief Xu Qifeng of the Military Commission gave numerous warnings.

When facing Wang Mingyang, he must be treated with at least the rank of major general.

Therefore, these two air force majors would call Wang Mingyang chief.

"Thank you for your hard work. It's too late. You should have a good night's rest!"

Wang Mingyang said with a smile.

"Then, I'm sorry to bother the chief. We'll set out early tomorrow morning to report back."

The two looked at each other, and the soldier from before said sheepishly.

"No trouble at all."

"Fat man, take these two comrades to rest and entertain them."

Wang Mingyang waved his hands and shouted at the fat man who was fighting with Shi Zhe and Hailiu.

"Yes, boss, I promise to treat you well!"

The fat man heard this, dropped the cards in his hand with a sense of relief, came over and patted his chest to promise.

"Captain, then we will go out first."

"Well, go ahead and have a good rest."

The two majors saluted again, and followed Tang Bao, who was called "Fatty", with a suspicious look on their faces.

My mind was full of question marks: Why is he called Fatty when he is so thin?

Seeing Fatty leave with the two people, Shi Zhe and Hai Liu looked at each other with tears and laughter.

"Fatty, you only have a 2, three A's, and a handful of rice residue in your hand, and you dare to call yourself a landlord?"

Shi Zhe helplessly dropped the cards, three 2's, K, Q airplanes, and a straight.

"That's right, I have a king bomb in my hand!"

Hai Liu also showed his cards angrily, a pair of king bombs, plus two straights.

If it weren't for the boss's call, Fatty would probably have to eat a few brains.

Wang Mingyang couldn't help but chuckle when he heard this. These three often came to play cards with him.

From time to time, he would ask him to be the referee.

Every time the game ended, the three left with a lot of problems.

I don't know why they like to have their brains exploded so much...

Back in the living room, Wang Mingyang sat down and pondered for a while.

The two majors brought a total of 5,000 units of the third-generation awakening potion developed by Kyoto.

But the number disclosed by Kyoto is only 100,000 units.

According to Wang Mingyang's original estimate, even Tao Zhen, Qiu Changkong and others would only get about 2,000 units distributed to major military regions across the country.

There were actually 5,000 units for him, Wang Mingyang.

And they were sent directly from Kyoto.

Unlike other military regions, they were first distributed to the five major war zones.

Then the war zone leaders distributed them on their own.

"It seems that I still have a lot of weight in the hearts of the big guys in Kyoto..."

Wang Mingyang chuckled. In fact, he didn't have much of a ripple in his heart about this kind of honor and favor.

The things I took out, whether it was the research and development of awakening potions, the information of planters, or the destruction of two Japanese expeditionary forces.

Taking these 5,000 third-generation awakening potions, I felt no pressure at all.

What's more, that large piece of meteorite gold could very likely solve the problem of the satellite.

The value of these things to the entire China is immeasurable.