My ability pool is superior to others

Chapter 182 The beginning of the collapse of heaven
The proposal of the gentleman with glasses was not accepted by everyone.

"Ah."

The burly man sneered and swept his fierce eyes over everyone: "Cooperation? Who knows how many clones there are among you? I dare not trust you."

The remaining fighter was also a young man, but he had deep wrinkles on his face and looked unapproachable.

As expected, he started to confront the opponent as soon as he opened his mouth.

"So what are you going to do? Just do it here? And then be locked up in prison for the whole thing, waiting to be found and killed?"

Lu Bai did not participate in their discussion, but just looked at the titles above each of their heads with a look of satisfaction on his face.

Starting from the fourth round, every deathmatch competitor with a title will be forced to wear the main title.

Finally, he is no longer the only one walking around with this title.

A middle-aged man with a crew cut, [Fanatical follower of Khorne (one star)].

Man with glasses, [Gloomy Head Collector (Two Stars)].

Strong man, [violent bone chewing (one star)].

A young man with nasolabial folds, [Rainy Night Murderer (One Star)].

Lu Bai, [Innocent Smile (Two Stars)].

Leaving Lu Bai aside, the titles of the other four death fighters all carry a bloody flavor.

I always feel that if the natives could see their title, they would probably be scared to death.

It's not unfair to be locked up.

"Then I have to try it."

Chew Bone stood up directly, his upper body leaning forward, which, combined with his burly figure, gave off a rather oppressive vibe.

The murderer was not at all scared, but glared back, making his already obvious nasolabial folds even deeper.

"Interesting, you're so eager to cause trouble, could it be that you're actually a clone?"

As soon as these words were spoken, both the Collector and the Fanatic turned their attention to Chewing Bones.

Hearing this question, Chewing Bone suddenly became angry and his face turned red: "Bullshit!"

Indeed, as hunters, clones are generally stronger than death fighters, with obvious advantages in both physical fitness and combat proficiency.

But if you can become a formal deathmatch fighter, you can't be a vegetarian.

It would be beyond the ability of a clone to fight against several death fighters on his own.

Especially in such a narrow environment, the disadvantages are too obvious.

Even if there really are clones among them, they dare not reveal their identities.

"Almost got it."

The Collector pushed the frame of his glasses on his nose and said with a smile, "If you ask me, everyone here is a real person, not a clone."

Bang!Bang!Bang!
The prison door suddenly made a series of noises, as if someone was hitting it violently with something.

wow~
The small window on the door was pulled down, and a prison guard came to the window and shouted, "Be quiet, everyone! Go to sleep!"

After saying this, the prison guard closed the small window again, and the footsteps gradually faded away.

Everyone present looked at each other and lowered their voices tacitly.

The Collector finally turned his attention to Lu Bai: "What do you think, Brother Smiley?"

Realizing that it would be difficult to reach a consensus, he quickly changed his mindset to at least ensure that he was on the majority side.

There was a harmless smile on Lu Bai's face, which did not seem to have any aggression.

He said softly: "No matter what, everyone's idea must be to leave this prison first."

The Collector nodded: "That's right. Since we all have the same goal, there is still a basis for cooperation."

“It may not be easy.”

The fanatic reached out and touched his buzz cut, looking a bit honest: "You can take a look at this round of ability pool."

After hearing this, Lu Bai immediately opened the ability pool selection interface.

[Underwater Breathing (Silver): After obtaining this ability, you will have the ability to breathe underwater, but you can only breathe through your belly button. 】

[I think I've seen you somewhere before (Silver): You can call out the name of the girl you like. ]

[Shaving your hair in the first month of the lunar year will cause your uncle to die (Silver): When you cut your hair in the first month of the lunar year, your uncle will die.]

Sure enough, the ability pool level in this first round was far from ideal.

Even he has a silver-level ability pool, and other death fighters will obviously only get white abilities. Lu Bai silently chose [Shave your head and die uncle].

The silver ability is unlikely to produce any miraculous effects when used alone. With [Load File] in hand, he would rather choose this ability with some rule effects.

"Oh, this is really the beginning of the collapse of the sky."

The murderer walked alone to the large bunk bed against the wall, sat down and crossed his legs.

Everyone felt a sinking feeling in their hearts.

As a prisoner, the first round of ability pool is of no use.

Fortunately, there were five death fighters present. If there was only one death fighter, his mentality would have collapsed.

The collector let out a long sigh, and his inner annoyance was relieved.

He lowered his voice and said, "Everyone, now only by unity and cooperation can we get out of this prison. I hope everyone can honestly announce their abilities."

As he spoke, he pulled out a handheld electric drill out of thin air.

"This is the ability I chose this round. Maybe it can be of some use."

White-level abilities will not have any supernatural effects.

This electric drill is, of course, just an ordinary construction tool.

Chewing Bone snorted coldly: "What do you mean? Are you planning to use this thing to escape from prison?"

The others noticed a wire trailing under the electric drill, and their faces looked a little unhappy.

Not to mention that it's unrealistic to use an electric drill to dig through the prison, where can you find a power strip in this shabby place?
"I chose a carton of cigarettes."

The fanatic scratched his head sheepishly: "I'm a bit of a smoker, can anyone lend me a light?"

On the other side of the bunk bed, the murderer had already laid down by himself: "I definitely can't get out in a short time, so I might as well get a good night's sleep and get enough rest."

"Damn it, you've been saying some depressing things over there!"

He chewed his bones and cursed loudly. He had disliked this guy with obvious nasolabial lines on his face from the very beginning.

"What? Is there something wrong with what I said?" The murderer turned over on the bunk bed, his expression turning cold.

"Don't be like this, what you two said makes sense."

Seeing that the two were about to argue again, the Collector quickly stepped forward to mediate.

He looked back at Lu Bai and the middle-aged man with a crew cut.

The fanatic seemed to be indifferent and kept rubbing his buzz cut.

And Lu Bai was watching the fun with great interest.

The Collector couldn't help but sigh inwardly, it's not easy to lead a team.

However, since things had come to this, he still clapped his hands and said, "Everyone should get a good night's sleep tonight and wait and see what happens tomorrow. Even if they are prisoners, they should be given some fresh air, right?"

This made sense, and no one present refuted him.

Lu Bai walked to the corner with a smile.

"Let's go to sleep first. Good night, everyone."

The remaining few people found a place to rest.

In fact, in theory, if they squeeze in a little, the big bunk bed can be big enough for six people to sleep.

However, the death fighters present were still wary of each other, but because they needed everyone to cooperate sincerely, they did not say these things openly.

Perhaps because he didn't want to show his weakness, Juegu, who had previously argued with the murderer, went to lie down on the big bunk with a carefree attitude.

Everyone met by chance and there was nothing much to talk about, so the cell soon returned to silence.

……

The next day,

Or a few hours later.

It was around three or four in the morning.

A soft shout woke the others from their light sleep.

Lu Bai opened his eyes and looked, using the faint light coming through the crack in the door.

One could barely notice that on the big bunk bed, Chewing Bone's neck was twisted into an exaggerated arc, and he died silently.

(End of this chapter)