Yao Wei glanced in the direction of the high-voltage power plant and asked, "Can the sniper rifle's range be extended further?"
On the surface, there seemed to be no activity at the high-voltage power plant, but Yao Wei could still hear some movements inside, people moving, people talking, though the distance made it sound chaotic and unclear.
Based on those sounds and the display on the Resonant Gene Scanner inside the vehicle, she was already sure that the people inside the high-voltage power plant posed no threat to her and Lu Xi'an.
As long as the RV could keep a distance and avoid danger, there was no harm in her and Lu Xi'an going inside and taking a look.
But the premise was that the sniper rifle was valuable enough to be worth the risk.
Lu Xi'an replied, "I can't be sure now; we need to get our hands on that sniper rifle and have a look first. Anyway, a proper sniper rifle's range would definitely exceed the distance from us to that high-voltage power plant."
Hearing this from Lu Xi'an, Yao Wei was tempted and nodded, saying, "Alright."
If this were the case, when encountering enemies, knowing in advance that the opponents include Type C Neo-Humans, they could attempt to eliminate the Type C Neo-Humans from a distance, reducing the threat when facing other enemies.
That high-voltage power plant was indeed necessary to visit.
Seeing Yao Wei agreed, Lu Xi'an said to Gou, "Gou, hide the RV and come pick us up when we're out. Can you confirm whether we've exited?"
Gou replied, "Mechanical Dog 02 has connected to the Resonant Gene Scanner and can confirm your location via scan signals, rest assured."
With this assurance, Lu Xi'an relaxed.
He thought for a moment and added, "If necessary, you can command the drone to take off for self-defense."
Gou answered, "Mechanical Dog 02 understands."
"Alright, go now!"
With Lu Xi'an's command, the RV moved away, operating without human control.
Lu Xi'an and Yao Wei waited until the RV was out of sight before striding towards the high-voltage power plant.
During this time, they kept an eye on the power plant, listening intently for any sounds. The plant seemed chaotic inside, thus paying no heed to Lu Xi'an and Yao Wei, never making a move towards them.
They avoided taking the small road, slipping through the wild terrain to reach the base of the power plant's wall, then leapt inside.
They didn't even intend to use the main entrance; instead, they listened at the wall to confirm no one was on the first or second floor, contemplating whether they could jump directly to the third floor from there.
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven...
Lu Xi'an silently counted; the noises on the third floor varied, sounding like there were seven people.
The window frames above were shattered with no glass, allowing the wind to howl inside, making a lot of noise.
Those people moved quietly in various manners, their actions unknown.
There were also voices arguing over the sniper rifle—
"Do you even know how to use this gun? Just want to snatch it! Can you shoot accurately if I give it to you?"
"As if you can shoot accurately!"
"At least better than you!"
"Then shoot another one, if you're capable! That vehicle hasn't gone far, and One-Eye said this gun's range is over two thousand meters. If you can hit that vehicle or the people in it, I won't fight you for it!"
...
It seemed they forgot someone capable of killing them was still on that RV, or perhaps seeing the RV leaving boosted their confidence, making them believe the one who could kill the sniper had left with it and wouldn't turn back to attack them; their words showed no regard for the outside, fixated solely on the sniper rifle.
It seemed that this sniper rifle symbolized power within this high-voltage power plant.
But they all still believed the outsiders were not to be trifled with.
Suddenly, Lu Xi'an heard someone say, "What a joke! You think I'm as dumb as One-Eye? Those two driving such a good vehicle aren't ordinary people; One-Eye dared to attack them and brought his death upon himself!
"I'm different; they killed One-Eye so easily, they must be Neo-Humans. I know full well; if I attack that vehicle and draw them here, it could spell doom for more than just me!
"But you, goading me into action and causing trouble for everyone, what are your intentions?"
Another person said, "I, I, I... damn you!"
Others chimed in, each expressing their opinions on the gun's ownership. Most seemed to side with the one holding the gun, probably finding their argument reasonable.
Lu Xi'an and Yao Wei, after hearing this, confirmed the information they wanted to know—
Firstly, the gun, if it truly had a range of over two thousand meters as people inside claimed, would indeed be very effective against Type C Neo-Humans.
Secondly, the people inside, as they had assessed, were indeed seven, and from their breathing and talking, it was clear they were all ordinary humans.
With this information, Lu Xi'an and Yao Wei could take action without worry.
"Speaking of which, those two people in the vehicle… it was two people, right?"
"Yes."
"It was definitely two; I saw them just now. Suddenly, like ghosts, they appeared atop the vehicle, scared me like I saw a ghost."
"No problem, they must be two Type A Neo-Humans!"
"Type A Neo-Humans, and yet so timid, ambushed by us but not retaliating. These Neo-Humans can't be very competent!"
"Right, right, they must not have any real skills!"
"Look at how fast their car is, it disappeared in a flash. We actually managed to scare away Type A Neo-Humans, who would believe that?"
"Hahahaha!!!!"
The people in the third-floor hallway started to mock Lu Xi'an and Yao Wei.
Lu Xi'an and Yao Wei hesitated no longer, they pushed off and leaped straight up to the third floor, landing on the windowsill.
The two of them crouched down, holding short needles, ready to attack or defend as needed.
Suddenly, the hallway fell silent; seven people of various sizes, genders, and appearances, each different in their own way. But no matter how different they were, upon seeing Lu Xi'an and Yao Wei, they all looked stunned and terrified, frozen in place, not daring to move.
Seeing this, Lu Xi'an and Yao Wei did not use the short needles in their hands, only posed as if they were ready to attack.
The hallway was already covered in blood, and a corpse lay in the pool of blood, presumably the sniper who had previously fired at the RV.
Now, no one paid attention to this sniper, as the sniper rifle was already taken by someone else.
The sniper rifle was entirely black, with a long body, and a large caliber, which made it seem capable of shooting very far.
A scope, with an unknown magnification, was mounted on the gun, with its cover secured, indicating that they indeed had no intention of targeting Lu Xi'an and Yao Wei again.
The person holding the gun was the most imposing of the seven, with wrinkles and flesh covering his face, making it hard to distinguish which was flesh and which was wrinkles. His eyes were glaring like bronze bells, looking quite intimidating, no wonder he managed to get the sniper rifle.
But no matter how fierce he was, upon seeing a man and a woman suddenly appear on the windowsill, he lost all his temper, becoming meek like a sheep.
Lu Xi'an waved to him, saying, "Hand it over."
The man shuddered and raised the sniper rifle high with both hands, not daring to point it at Lu Xi'an and Yao Wei.
He moved stiffly, walked towards Lu Xi'an and Yao Wei, while the others moved aside to make way for him, letting him obediently reach the window and offer the weapon.
Everyone was so quiet and cooperative, as if those who had just jeered about the Type A Neo-Humans were not them at all.
"Crack—"
Lu Xi'an reached out to take the gun, weighing it in his hand, feeling it was quite heavy.
—Of course, that was to him in the past, now the weight of the gun felt lighter than a stick to him.
A matchstick.
The person who handed over the gun quickly backed away.
The seven in the hallway lowered their heads obediently and didn't dare to breathe loudly, much less look at Lu Xi'an and Yao Wei.
They were only hoping the duo on the windowsill would take the gun and leave quickly, but the duo wasn't inclined to grant their wish. After taking the gun, they asked, "Any other good stuff? Hand it over."
The seven exchanged glances stealthily, but no one moved.
Lu Xi'an's tone sounded impatient as he asked, "Nothing else?"
The seven instantly panicked, and someone hurriedly said, "Yes! Yes! It's in the room, I'll go get it!" Others quickly added, "Me too!"
With that, they dispersed in a flurry, each running away, some heading to rooms on the third floor, some to the second, and others to the first.
When they returned, Lu Xi'an saw what they held: flatbreads, tree bark, some fruits so rotten they couldn't be recognized, and bones with bits of rotten meat hanging.
All these must be the stored backup rations of these people.
If it was before, Lu Xi'an and Yao Wei would have definitely taken these foods based on the principle of preferring the bad over the good.
But now they lacked none of these, so they had no interest in taking them.
However, one person's item caught Lu Xi'an's attention.
—It looked like a grenade, oval-shaped, made with precision and equipped with a pull-ring.
The man holding the grenade was trembling, not daring to use it against Lu Xi'an and Yao Wei.
"Give me that," Lu Xi'an said, and the man obediently handed over the grenade.
Now, he had a new hidden weapon. If used properly, it might work wonders.
Who would have thought that besides a sniper rifle, there would be a grenade here?
The person with the grenade had retrieved it from a nearby room beside the third-floor hallway, which Lu Xi'an guessed might be a throwing point. With its proximity to the high-voltage substation front gate and a decent angle, if someone entered through the gate, a grenade thrown from the room's window would likely give good results.
He immediately told Yao Wei to stay here and jumped down the windowsill, quickly passing by the others to check the room.
Everyone scrambled to either side, sticking to the walls, not daring to get close to Lu Xi'an.
Unfortunately, Lu Xi'an searched the room for a while but found nothing else, it seemed that the room indeed had only this one grenade.
He came out of the room and asked again, "Anything else?"
The others cautiously looked back at him, and one person nervously raised his hand, holding a round object.
It was intricately crafted, with a smooth surface that looked like a medallion, or maybe a refrigerator magnet.
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