My ability pool is superior to others

A horrific massacre is unfolding beneath the building housing the operations command center.

That's right, no matter who you look at it from, they wouldn't think it's a battle.

The screams were deafening, and the scene was completely one-sided.

Even the members of the first squad were too lazy to lift a finger. The actions of just three members brought this resistance force of nearly 10,000 people to the brink of collapse in a short period of time.

Ordinary people, armed only with their firearms, could not possibly pose a threat to any member of the city's armed forces squad.

However, the abilities of the squad members are all forces that ordinary people cannot stop.

Lu Bai, who was not far away, silently observed everything, but his usual smile was nowhere to be seen on his face.

He unconsciously rubbed his right thumb and forefinger together, clearly deep in thought.

After having conducted a large-scale social experiment in the world of cultivation, even though it was incomparable to the real world, his view of the system became less optimistic.

After careful consideration, only two choices remained for Lü Bai.

It involves establishing a relatively sound system and then trusting the wisdom of future generations.

Or will he sit high in the heavens and become a god among men?

First, let's talk about the former. Looking at the history of human development, it may indeed be a spiral ascent, but its essence has never changed.

The various so-called social systems that are constantly iterating and evolving seem to be influenced by all aspects such as productivity, philosophy, education, and superstructure.
However, by looking through these disturbances, we can see that they are all effects, not causes.

The most important factor, productivity, provides the driving force for institutional change, but it only determines the upper and lower limits of social systems.

So the question arises: what is the essence of a social system?
In general terms, it refers to the ownership of the means of production and the state of personal freedom.

From the first upright walking of humankind to the vibrant and energetic life of the information age, the formation of any social system depends on these two points.

The complexity of human nature dictates that these two points cannot remain unchanged. This is not pessimism, but an objective fact.

Then.

What's the second option?
Many people have probably fantasized about what they would do if they had the power to change the world.

Perhaps it's a grand narrative about maintaining world peace and equality for all.

Or perhaps it's a case of true seclusion in the city, observing the everyday life of ordinary people with a detached, otherworldly perspective.

But the most likely scenario is that on the first day, one wants to protect the Earth, but on the second day, one follows their inner desires and becomes someone who protects their own Earth.

Unlike most people who can only fantasize, Lü Bai truly possesses the power to change the world, and even to rule it.

At this moment, Lü Bai silently asked himself, if it were him, how long could he hold out?
He couldn't give a definite answer to this question.

However, he still slowly stood up.

Even the most thorough thinking cannot compare to concrete action.

"Then let's give it a try, starting now."

He looked toward the building housing the combat command center and quietly initiated the [Read] function.

The next second, the lava that was bubbling up from the ground suddenly disappeared, leaving behind only some spider web-like cracks and a strong smell of sulfur.

Those rebels who had been misled and fired at their comrades regained control of their bodies and immediately removed their fingers from the triggers of their guns.

It must be acknowledged that even without supernatural abilities, these team members are definitely among the elite. In close combat alone, any one of them could easily take on five or six strong men without any difficulty.

The problem is that even though they easily slaughtered most of the resistance fighters present, there were still several thousand left, and the difference in numbers between the two sides was ridiculously large.

If they can't use their abilities, it's practically certain death.

Faced with such a sudden change, the members of the first squadron of the city's direct-fire unit inevitably became flustered.

The squadron leader also found that he could not use his abilities. His face was extremely ugly, and he immediately took out his communication equipment to contact the combat command center.

Many of the rebels present, upon discovering that the lava blocking their escape route had disappeared, assumed that the members of the Shiro Naobu had taken pity on them and immediately scrambled to escape, frantically trying to get away from the place.

However, such individuals actually make up a very small percentage of the resistance forces.

To put it bluntly, the people who were willing to rally around the banner of the resistance army and follow Commander Zhang to the forward base when faced with artillery fire and the collapse of the main force were already mentally prepared to die.

They had long known that they were like mayflies trying to shake a tree, and the killings of these city guards only proved this fact.

Unwilling to be a dog anymore, there's no need to look for a chance to escape; at most, one might feel a little frustrated.

"What is this...?"

Why did they stop on their own?

"The City Guild's lackeys are indeed too formidable; it's not a fault of our fighting ability."

"I'm so unwilling to accept this. We were so close to breaking through."

Of course, not all the rebels stood there dejectedly. There were also many rational and intelligent people in the rebels who immediately turned to observe the members of the Cheng Zhiwu.

This observation was quite remarkable. They quickly realized that the panic on the faces of these city militia members was undeniable, and a bold guess naturally formed in their minds.

Mainly, he was intimidated by the performance of the previous Chengzhiwu team members, which is why he didn't rush to verify his conjecture.

It must be said that in situations like this, only a hothead can break the deadlock.

Commander Zhang's arm was scalded through by lava, but he endured the burning pain and roared, "I will not retreat again! The spirit of resistance will live on forever!"

After saying that, he rested the butt of his rifle against his ribs, held the gun in one hand, and pulled the trigger directly at the several city militia members at the gate.

When Commander Zhang shouted, the few members of the city's armed police at the gate had already focused their attention on him.

Sensing his intention to fire, they quickly hid on either side of the gate, preventing Commander Zhang from achieving any results with his burst of bullets.

But for the rebels, that was enough.

The rebels quickly realized that it wasn't that these city council lackeys had suddenly become kind; it seemed that they had used supernatural powers.

"Kill them!" the quick-thinking guy shouted immediately.

Before the words were even finished, and before the surviving rebels could respond, a figure appeared out of thin air in their line of sight, blocking the building where the combat command center was located.

Lu Bailing stood about ten meters above the ground, ensuring that everyone present could see him.

"Stop it."

Lu Bai's voice was soft, yet it felt as if it came from the depths of everyone present: "Give me some face." (End of Chapter)