Chapter 370: Are You Still Human?
Chapter 370: Chapter 370: Are You Still Human?
"I’m too strong now... far too strong. The powerful are destined to be lonely."
Stella Sterling murmured, her voice so low only she could hear it.
At that moment, her expression was somewhat forlorn as she gazed up at the sky.
So, without even realizing it, she’d already come to possess such power. This was the first time she was truly discovering it herself.
’So this is how strong I’ve become.’
Once a person reaches a certain height, many things lose their challenge, and thus, their fun.
Then, Stella Sterling smiled. ’This is good, too. Now I can pursue more of the things I want to do.’
’Thankfully, I downloaded a lot of variety shows and TV series, so I won’t have to worry about being bored at all.’
’In that case, the stronger I am, the better.’
At this thought, she looked down at her gear. ’Alright, this getup really is a bit much. It was meant to be a precaution, but it looks like I really don’t need it.’
But she would still wear it next time she faced a situation like this.
Don’t ask her why. The answer is: just in case.
Her life was precious, and she had no intention of losing it carelessly.
Stella turned around. Andy instinctively took two steps back, but he quickly steadied himself. He swallowed hard and looked at Stella Sterling. "Are you even human?"
Those words immediately made Stella Sterling’s face darken, and her expression became somewhat terrifying.
Only after saying this did Anthony Shaw slowly realize there was a problem with his words—they could easily be misinterpreted.
’It sounds like I’m cursing her.’
Thinking of this, he quickly waved his hands and explained, "No, that’s not what I meant! I wasn’t cursing you! I just wanted to ask if you’re a person or... or some kind of thing?"
"No, no, no, I meant to say, are you a person or..."
"Shut up!!!"
Stella Sterling cut him off with a sharp shout.
Andrew Shaw felt that the more he tried to explain, the messier it got. His heart was pounding with anxiety. ’What the hell did I just say?’
’I’m screwed!’
’Don’t tell me this woman actually thinks I was cursing her.’
Finally, he gave up struggling and just looked at Stella Sterling. "You have to believe me. I really wasn’t cursing you."
Stella Sterling shot him a sidelong glance. Of course, she knew he wasn’t cursing her. He didn’t have the guts to say something like that to her face.
Especially not after just witnessing such a heroic display from her.
"Of course I’m human. These are just a few little tricks I have up my sleeve. What’s so surprising?"
As she said this, she gave him a disdainful look, as if she were looking at a country bumpkin.
Hearing this, Andrew Shaw really wanted to roll his eyes. ’Just a few little tricks?’
’The abilities she just used weren’t something a normal person could do, okay?’
However, he had heard from some elders in the past that long ago, Cultivators might have existed. Could this Stella Sterling be one of them?
Or maybe she was a superpower user, which he had always suspected might exist. After all, just because he’d never met a superpower user didn’t mean they didn’t exist. They were probably just keeping a low profile.
In any case, regardless of which it was, he was certain of one thing: Stella Sterling was absolutely not to be trifled with.
He was just an ordinary person. Even with the soul of a mature adult, even coming from more than ten years in the future with more knowledge than others...
...in front of someone like Stella Sterling, he was nothing.
"Yes, yes, yes, I was making a big deal out of nothing. You’re... you’re incredible!"
Andrew Shaw had calmed down by now. Who cared what kind of person this woman was? As long as she wasn’t going to kill him, that was all that mattered.
What he needed to do was latch onto her coattails and never let go, no matter what.
If he shamelessly stuck by such a powerful person and got on her good side, how could he not have a good life from now on?
Stella Sterling let out a laugh but didn’t pay him any more attention. She turned to look at the people on the ground. She had already confirmed that the others were dead through and through.
’However, those few who were supposedly scared to death... that might not be the case...’
At this thought, Stella Sterling took out the submachine gun she had just put away in her storage space.
She aimed at those few men and unleashed a full-on barrage.
’Always remember to secure the kill after taking down an opponent. That’s a crucial point.’
’Besides, these people saw my huge secret today. There was no way I would let them go.’
"AHHHH!"
A series of miserable screams erupted. It turned out that two or three of the men who had supposedly been scared to death were just faking it, hoping to get by and then escape at the first opportunity.
But they never expected Stella Sterling to pull a move like this.
These men didn’t even have time to run before they were riddled with bullets like beehives. This time, they were completely gone.
Soon, even the screams died down.
As for the others, their bodies showed no reaction even after being hit by so many bullets, proving that they had truly been scared to death by Stella Sterling earlier.
Stella Sterling put her gun away and looked at the still-dazed Andrew Shaw behind her. "Let’s go. They’re all taken care of. Now it’s time to reap the fruits of our victory."
Andrew Shaw gave Stella Sterling a few deep looks, then said nothing. He glanced again at the men on the ground she had just turned into beehives, a deep flicker of pity in his eyes.
’Couldn’t these people have done anything else? Putting on an act in front of this woman... wasn’t that just asking for death?’
’Before, this woman had given them food and come to save them. I’d thought she had suddenly changed, that she’d become kind.’
’Only now did I realize she hadn’t changed at all. She was still just as ruthless.’
’But those bastards deserved it.’
Thinking of the scenes he had witnessed earlier, and then thinking about how all these people were now dead, he finally burst into laughter, loud and uninhibited.
Meanwhile, the people who had been locked up by this group had no idea what was happening outside.
All they knew was that there were constant screams, followed by gunshots.
It seemed the members of this group had run into enemies.
One by one, they prayed in their hearts, hoping that this group would be defeated.
After a long, long time, the commotion outside finally subsided, right up until that uninhibited laughter rang out.
They sat in terror and unease, their gazes lost as they looked into the distance.
They didn’t know what had become of those bastards. Had they won, or had they lost? If their captors had won...
Just the thought of that possibility made their already dim eyes grow even darker.
But if they had lost... who were the people that killed them? Would they save them?!
Or would it be that, even if this group was defeated, they would only fall into the hands of another, equally brutal group?