My Ability Pool is Superior - Chapter 458: Support

“They would definitely still feel surprised.”

Li Shan responded matter-of-factly: “But it’s not to the point of being unacceptable, right?”

Feng Yixuan stared straight at him, her expression very grave, but she did not continue speaking.

Li Shan sighed.

“From my contact with Lu Bai, I don’t think he’s a bad person.”

Before his words had even finished, he added: “Yes, I know good person bad person and such sounds a bit childish, but I really don’t think this kind of change is a bad thing.”

Li Shan turned his head to look around the canteen: “Isn’t this pretty good too?”

From the fact that back then, in order to resolve the missile crisis, Li Shan was willing to give up his own [Wind Riding] ability, it could be seen that he himself belonged to the kind and lawful type.

No matter what it would develop into later, at least the current forward base, in his view, was changing in a good direction.

Moreover, the established rules and regulations, strictly abiding by them was originally the right thing to do; it couldn’t be considered correct just because everyone was breaking them.

So the forward base’s speaker becoming Lu Bai was something Li Shan truly did not resist much.

Seeing that Li Shan had this idea, Feng Yixuan couldn’t help but purse her lips, and finally had to lower her voice and speak very quickly: “Don’t forget, we’re all from Cheng Zhi Wu; this City Association’s trace can’t be easily erased.”

Hearing this, Li Shan frowned slightly.

Feng Yixuan did not notice his expression and pressed on: “Two days have passed, and your junior schoolmate still hasn’t given a handling result for us Cheng Zhi Wu people; at a time like this, how can you eat?”

“Has someone else come to you?”

Li Shan suddenly asked.

Feng Yixuan’s expression froze, and she avoided the main point: “So what? Is there anything wrong with what I said?”

Li Shan’s expression was inscrutable: “Equal treatment is the disposition for Cheng Zhi Wu; what you want to ask should be what privileges Cheng Zhi Wu can still obtain, right?”

These words clearly hit Feng Yixuan’s true thoughts; her tone immediately carried some anger, and a bunch of questions came out like a barrage of cannon fire.

“Shouldn’t it be? You don’t really believe in everyone is equal, do you? If we death fighters really have to be equal to ordinary people, your junior schoolmate should be the first to step down; who doesn’t know how he got his position? Isn’t it just relying on his own strength being strong enough?”

Compared to the First Detachment Cheng Zhi Wu team members who had completely lost their abilities, Feng Yixuan still retained her own [Lion’s Roar Skill].

Possessing supernatural power, she naturally was unwilling to have only the same power as ordinary civilians.

She wasn’t worried that Lu Bai would hear these words; after all, although the [Heartstream Network] was on, there were simply too many people in the forward base, and it was obvious that Lu Bai couldn’t be staring at what these people were saying every moment.

Since she had already said so much, she naturally didn’t need to continue hiding her ideas.

“And the war with the Mona People that’s about to come; if he doesn’t rely on us death fighters, could he count on these ordinary people? In the end, won’t he still have to rely on us death fighters to fight for him? Shouldn’t he give us a bit more benefits?”

Li Shan sighed inwardly.

He could see that death fighters with the same ideas as Feng Yixuan were absolutely not few.

Back then, the City Association could settle these death fighters possessing supernatural power well; besides no one being strong enough to the extent of Lu Bai who could sweep everything, on the other hand, it was also because the treatment given was sufficiently generous.

And now, Lu Bai had no intention of giving death fighters privileges; it was very normal for these death fighters to feel dissatisfied about this.

After a moment of silence, Li Shan stood up and said: “Regarding this matter, I’ll go talk to Lu Bai; you eat first.”

……

“If possible, I suggest you pay more attention to the movements of those death fighters.”

After taking time to hear Li Shan’s reminder, Lu Bai’s expression did not change.

He conveniently poured a cup of water and pushed it in front of Li Shan, teasing: “You proactively coming over to be this ‘mole’ should mean you don’t think highly of these death fighters, right? Then these death fighters aren’t worth paying attention to either.”

“It’s not a question of whether they’re worth paying attention to or not.”

Li Shan smiled wryly, then said seriously: “I just agree more with your actions; I believe Principal Pu also supports you.”

Many people have the idea of benefiting the world when they achieve power, but it’s only because their power is insufficient that they choose to blend in with the dust.

Lu Bai neither affirmed nor denied this, and instead asked: “Do you think I should give these death fighters privileges?”

“Shouldn’t give.”

Li Shan gave his answer: “Rewards can be given for contributions; if allocating by making noise, it will only leave endless harm.”

Seemingly worried that Lu Bai would waver, he immediately added: “The governance direction of a political entity easily slides toward the path of least resistance, but you should be clear that this phenomenon itself is wrong.”

Lu Bai patted his shoulder, signaling him not to worry: “For me, no direction has resistance.”

Some guys possessing supernatural power, if they really gathered to cause trouble, might actually stir up a big commotion.

But in front of Lu Bai who had [Load Game], the destruction they could cause was also very limited.

Lu Bai had this confidence.

……

Civil Defense Project interior.

Drip-drop sounds rang out, and an Escape Elevator’s elevator door opened; over a hundred pairs of eyes looked toward outside the elevator door.

These gazes held curiosity, also tension, but more was confusion about the future.

Two staff standing outside the elevator door held megaphones and urged: “Welcome everyone to return to the surface; now please exit the elevator in an orderly manner, no need to crowd.”

After the personnel inside the elevator were cleared, the elevator door then closed; this was to go transport the next batch of civilians.

The confused crowd, under the guidance of the staff, walked toward the Civil Defense Project’s exit direction.

After all, the Return to Surface Plan had already been underway for some time; these staff didn’t know how many batches of newly surfaced civilians they had received, and they were very familiar with the subsequent guidance work, so without delaying much time, they merged this batch of civilians into the large troops and left the Civil Defense Project in an orderly manner together.

The moment they walked out of the Civil Defense Project, a young person in the crowd suddenly looked up at the sun overhead and revealed a strange smile.

Then the young person looked around; facing all these blood packs, he forcibly endured the desire to start a killing spree, and instead turned his attention to the real-time positioning map in front of his retina.

The young person grinned: “Let’s deal with this so-called system error first.”

He now had accepted the fact that he had been selected by the Deathmatch System.

Especially after he learned about this world’s history, he even suspected that the matter of him smuggling out from the Cultivation World itself was most likely the Deathmatch System’s doing.