Apocalyptic Wasteland Simulator

Chapter 157 - 152: Success! Taking Down the Gate Guards

"Who are you, Ma'am?" The anger on Wang Mazi's face was completely replaced by fear. His eyes were tightly shut, and even his voice trembled slightly. "I'm just a lowly gatekeeper. Nothing in the mine has anything to do with me. If you have any questions, I'll tell you everything I know."Ma'am, I beg you, please don't kill me!"

If not for the constant cold sensation on his neck, he would have dropped to his knees with a thud to kowtow to this mysterious woman.

"Stop wasting your breath," Nightingale's expression was icy, her eyes filled with a fierce killing intent. "Take me to the gate. Once I've dealt with your companions, I'll let you go."

She scoffed at Wang Mazi's cowardice and pleas for mercy. As for her promise to 'let him go,' only a fool would believe it.

While Wang Mazi wasn't a man of unyielding will who faced death without fear, he wasn't a complete fool, either. How could I possibly trust her words? I have to find a condition we can both agree on. Beads of sweat rolled down his forehead as he frantically tried to think of a way out.

"Ma'am, words alone aren't enough. You have to give me something to reassure me," Wang Mazi said, summoning his courage. His eyes remained shut, terrified of seeing her face.

Nightingale fell silent for a moment, frowning slightly in impatience before speaking. "If I'm lying to you, may I remain unwed for life. Is that good enough? Now hurry up and stop making excessive demands, or you can just die."

"I wouldn't dare, I wouldn't dare! I'll take you there right away."ic Warriors dreamed of.

Yet Chen Pingchuan was not on that list, despite possessing two extremely rare and powerful talents.

Whether it's this bizarre, impossible-to-defend-against ability to steal organs, or his talent for sharing visions of the future... either one alone is far beyond my own. The fact that Chen Pingchuan possesses both... this disparity makes me question my own strength for the first time. Of course, the more powerful he is, the more I feel myself wanting to rely on him, even if he is still a bit immature now.

Chen Pingchuan, of course, had no idea what was going through Nightingale's mind, nor could he comprehend her shock. After all, the abilities he had shown were merely the tip of the iceberg.

If I had more simulation points, becoming a god in ten years is no dream!

Chen Pingchuan was slightly puzzled to see Wang Mazi trembling on the ground, not daring to look up, but now wasn't the time for questions. He shot Nightingale a look, signaling her to handle the guards in the booth.

Nightingale spread her hands, and two familiar spheres crackling with black lightning coalesced in her palms as she walked toward the sentry booth.