"Nina, ask them where they’re from."
Myra Lawson whispered from the back seat.
Nina nodded. She was curious about these people, too.
"Your offer is quite good,"
"but it doesn’t say where."
The so-called recruitment flyer only listed the compensation.
Free room and board with three meals a day, and even a weekly buffet.
And any Superpower User, male or female, was eligible for those benefits with no strings attached.
"This is a legitimate recruitment effort. The location is guaranteed to be the safest in the city,"
"if you’re interested, just hop in the car now, and we’ll take you over there."
The man seemed incredibly enthusiastic, yet he consistently avoided Nina’s question.
"Sorry, we can’t go."
Seeing this, Nina had no intention of arguing with the man any further.
"If you have some concerns, just tell us what they are."
"We even allow you to bring family. Each Superpower User has a slot for one dependent,"
"and it doesn’t matter if the dependent has no Superpower,"
the man said.
"Yeah, miss. Where else are you going to find an offer this good?"
"We were in a shelter before. The food was bad, we couldn’t sleep well, and Superpower Users didn’t get any special treatment. It’s nothing like living the good life here."
Two other men stood behind him, and they, along with the woman who had knocked on the car window earlier, chimed in to persuade her.
"What’s the job description?"
Nina asked.
’What’s their objective, recruiting Superpower Users at any cost?’
"You don’t have to do a thing."
"We even provide Crystal Cores for you to use. You know what Crystal Cores are, don’t you?"
"They’re the things inside zombies’ heads—super useful!"
The first man continued his spiel, his face growing smug.
"Oh. We’re not going."
Nina’s answer nearly made the man choke.
"So all that talking was for nothing?"
"Then why did you ask so many questions?"
A bald man next to them was clearly getting angry.
He pointed a finger at Nina and spat out a few vicious curses.
Leo Hale grew furious and almost got out of the car to fight them.
"Did I give you permission to speak?"
Nina held Leo back.
’Even if we’re going to fight, we have to wait for them to show their hand first.’
"You little bitch,"
"get down here if you have the guts!"
the bald man roared, rolling up his sleeves.
When Nina simply closed the remaining crack in the window, the men were furious but powerless to do anything.
So, they stood off to the side and started discussing something.
"Looks like these guys won’t give up until they get what they want."
Myra could tell Nina was deliberately provoking them.
The other group was doing the same; seeing that they wouldn’t get out of the car, they were now plotting something new.
"Yeah. That woman doesn’t have any real say,"
"her only purpose was to get us out of the car."
Nina said.
When that woman had knocked on the car window, Nina had seen the bruises under her sleeve. They weren’t old injuries; they looked fresh.
She had even waited for another man to glare at her before speaking those words of persuasion.
The men continued their discussion, occasionally turning to look at Nina’s car.
Nina glanced at her "Five Senses Enhancement" ability; it would be another hour before she could use it again.
Otherwise, she’d be listening in to hear what they were planning.
"They’re getting in their car?"
"Are they leaving?"
Seeing the men get into their vehicle, Chelsea Walsh couldn’t help but breathe a sigh of relief.
The next second, however, Nina started their vehicle.
Before Chelsea could even realize what was happening, the vehicle across from them, which was larger than their own, came ramming toward them!
"Hold on tight."
At the same time, Nina slammed on the gas. The driver of the other vehicle, apparently not expecting such a quick reaction, nearly crashed into a planter in the parking lot.
"What the hell? So if they can’t recruit people, they just kill them?"
Leo Hale was furious.
If a vehicle that big rammed them, their own car would definitely flip over, no matter how sturdy it was.
But the other vehicle refused to give up. Someone even stuck a gun out of the window.


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