Train Survival: You're really trying to survive!

This method of dealing with the enemy was so terrifying that the onlookers couldn't help but gasp in astonishment.

The catalytic seeds devoured people completely. This scene sent chills down everyone's spines, and some even instinctively took a few steps back, fearing that the dust transformed from those eerie vines might suddenly spread over them.

However, this is not the most shocking thing.

Just as everyone was still shocked by Song Mingyu's methods, Sun Lili suddenly stretched out her hand. Her arm seemed to merge into the void, and then with a sudden grab, she actually pulled a person out of thin air.

The man was as if he were being pulled out of the void by the collar by an invisible force, and he was thrown down in front of the crowd in a disheveled state.

"That's interesting," Sun Lili said with a smile, looking at the trembling man on the ground. Her tone was as casual as if she were chatting. "Mind-controlling others to cause us trouble? Tell me, who sent you here?"

The man Sun Lili dragged out was named Wang Tong. He was trembling violently, like a chick being held by the neck. Just moments before, he had been in a hidden corner, remotely controlling puppet enemies using his psychic abilities, trying to cause trouble for Su Li and her group. However, he never expected that Sun Lili would pull him directly from his spatial dimension and throw him here, the whole process without warning and without any power to resist.

Wang Tong's mind was a complete mess. His throat ached from the collar, and he couldn't even cough. Only one thought remained in his mind—spatial ability! The legendary spatial ability!

In the six months following the apocalypse, while the number of people with superpowers gradually increased, no one with spatial abilities appeared. Although there were occasional rumors about spatial abilities, these rumors were proven false after multiple investigations. Wang Tong's boss even personally led several investigations, but to no avail.

Unexpectedly, he witnessed the existence of spatial abilities firsthand, and not just any harmless storage space, but such a powerful and precise spatial manipulation ability!

Sun Lili threw Wang Tong to the ground, wrinkling her nose in disgust. Wang Tong reeked of a strong photinia scent, making her feel nauseous. She clapped her hands, then took out a tissue to wipe her palms.

Wang Tong rolled on the ground, then lay trembling on the floor, his voice shaking: "I...I don't know what you're talking about!"

"Oh? Still pretending with me?" Sun Lili smiled slightly, a hint of mockery in her tone. "Do you think I'm joking with you?"

"I...I didn't!" Wang Tong pleaded, but his eyes darted around nervously. He slightly shifted his body, his right hand stealthily reaching for the pistol at his waist. His movements were extremely discreet, and he thought no one would notice. However, just as he pulled the trigger—

"Bang! Bang!"

Two gunshots rang out almost simultaneously.

Wang Tong's eyes widened, staring intently at the ground. He watched as the two bullets collided precisely, then fell limply to the ground with a crisp metallic clang. His throat went dry, and he couldn't help but swallow, a chill running through him.

Sophia stood to the side, a wisp of gunpowder still rising from the muzzle of her pistol. She gave Wang Tong a cold look before sheathing it at her waist. This gun wasn't her primary weapon; it was for deterrence—in the apocalypse, the very existence of firearms served as a warning, telling others, "Don't mess with me."

The onlookers were once again stunned. A bullet intercepting a bullet—a scene usually only seen in movies—was actually unfolding before their very eyes.

"Stop!" Just then, a man's voice suddenly rang out, breaking the brief silence.

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw a man in a black suit and gold-rimmed glasses walking down the stairs. His hair was neatly combed, and the slicked-back style gleamed under the lights, making him look exactly like an elite white-collar worker from before the apocalypse.

"Secretary Zhao!" Wang Tong shouted at the man as if he had grasped at a straw.

Su Li's gaze fell on the man called "Secretary Zhao". Judging from his aura, he was clearly also a superhuman.

Secretary Zhao's appearance made the atmosphere even more tense. In fact, it was too coincidental; this man's arrival was by no means accidental.

"Everyone," Secretary Zhao said, glancing around the room, his gaze lingering on Su Li and his group for a moment as he silently calculated. He had thought he had been cautious enough, even avoiding direct confrontation and instead having Wang Tong send a group of thugs to test Su Li's group. However, he never expected that these people would be far more capable than he anticipated, easily dealing with the thugs and even capturing Wang Tong.

Wang Tong is a key talent in their organization, and they absolutely cannot let Su Li and his group kill him like this. Secretary Zhao took a deep breath, forced a smile, and tried to ease the atmosphere: "This is our Blue Sky Base."

"Blue Sky Base has its own rules. Only when everyone abides by the rules can the base develop harmoniously. If everyone relies on their strength and kills people at will, this base will eventually fall into chaos."

"They were the ones who started the trouble first," Su Li said nonchalantly.

Secretary Zhao seemed to have found his footing and continued, "But they didn't do anything, they just had foul mouths. You can just beat them up, why kill them all? These thugs are also part of the base's defense force."

Sun Lili stepped on Wang Tong, "Annoying, always babbling and trying to change the subject. Those people were practically dead to begin with, and this psychic ability user turned them into puppets to help his people mess things up."

"Miss, do you have any evidence?" Secretary Zhao asked gently. His boss had tried it before; Wang Tong's mind control was extremely subtle, and no one could detect it.

“I can, I can make sure you can all see it.” Sun Lili grinned, but the smile made Secretary Zhao freeze instantly.

Sun Lili flicked her fingers in the air. "Alright, let me adjust the colors. What colors do you like? When it comes to mind control, purplish-red is definitely the most classic, right?"

After she finished speaking, a large number of threads appeared in Sun Lili's hand. One end of these threads was connected to the head of the network, and the other end spread out to connect to various places.

Secretary Zhao looked back and saw several merchants in the crowd, with silk threads on their heads—these were the white gloves they secretly controlled, helping them resell and collect supplies and control the market.

Sun Lili jumped out a silk thread and pinched it with her finger.

With a snap, the thread broke, and at the other end, the once sprightly old merchant instantly became a vegetable, lying motionless on the ground.

This caused an uproar among the crowd.

"Is mind control real?"

Secretary Zhao was sweating profusely; he never imagined that such a superpower existed.

No, we must deal with this now.

"Take this man down!" Secretary Zhao shouted to his two guards. "Such a dangerous person has appeared at our Blue Sky Base! Take him down immediately!"

Two bodyguards quickly stepped forward and grabbed Wang Tong.

"Thank you both for helping us capture this criminal." Secretary Zhao bowed deeply to Su Li and the others. "As a reward, please go to the higher-ups; our leader will provide you with compensation."