# Chapter 1161: Words Are Far Less Persuasive Than Empathy
This man had not lost consciousness. His eyes were fixed on the syringe in Xu Huo's hand, watching until the red blood inside was completely injected into his arm.
It seemed that people who began evolving through this method reacted particularly quickly. Within just a few seconds, his heart rate accelerated, he gasped for breath, and his gaze became somewhat abnormal.
This caused everyone present to involuntarily step back—they had only ever seen evolvers in videos before, never truly faced a fellow human who had lost their reason due to unbearable hunger.
This feeling was no less shocking than seeing zombies that had only appeared on television suddenly appear before them!
Xu Huo swept the man to the wall, simply confining him without stopping his actions. Inside the transparent "small private room" made of space barrier, everything that happened inside could be clearly seen by those outside.
Watching the man wildly thrashing at the air, the buzz-cut man and his two companions all changed positions, not daring to look away.
"Who's first for the second round?" Xu Huo looked again at Old Wan and the other three, reminding them, "Rolling the dice gives you a chance to live. If you're thinking of stalling for time, don't bother. If someone really does find this place, I'll personally deal with those who haven't chosen yet."
Pointing at the dice on the coffee table, his gaze, carrying immense pressure, fell on their faces. "Start according to your current positions."
The person standing at the front had no choice but to step forward. He rolled the dice in his hand several times before making up his mind. Probably because he was too nervous, his hand trembled when throwing, and the result came up as a "6."
The remaining three breathed a huge sigh of relief, but surprisingly, the third person besides Old Wan and the thin-faced man also rolled a "6."
"This is impossible!" he blurted out.
"Two sixes. You two, do it again," Xu Huo said.
The one who rolled "6" second picked up the dice first and threw a "3."
The one who rolled "6" first threw after. Perhaps his luck was too poor—this time it was a "5."
"No! This isn't right!" This man couldn't control himself and shouted, "Someone must have tampered with the dice. How could I possibly roll high numbers twice? When I gambled before, I could get whatever number I wanted!"
Unfortunately, Xu Huo had no patience to listen to his "analysis." He directly pulled the man forward, gave him an injection, and then sent him rolling to the wall to keep company with the first evolver.
"You're locking them together?" the buzz-cut man asked in surprise, looking at the two people facing off in the "small private room."
"Is there a problem?" Xu Huo gave him a cold glance.
The third round began. This time, the one receiving the injection was the man who had thrown twice.
Finally, only the thin-faced man and Old Wan remained.
Xu Huo checked the commotion outside, then tossed out another die. "Both of you come together."
The thin-faced man exchanged a glance with Old Wan, seemingly realizing something. They both slowed down, holding the dice and comparing them repeatedly, but couldn't find a satisfactory angle.
Xu Huo watched their performance for a while, then put down his crossed legs. The next second, he was standing before them, holding a syringe in each hand and plunging them into their necks!
The two were stunned, but the thin-faced man, being younger, reacted quickly and knocked away the syringe. Covering his neck, he stepped back and demanded of Xu Huo, "You actually broke your word!"
Xu Huo gave him a half-smiling glance.
The thin-faced man ground his teeth. "I knew I shouldn't have trusted people like you..."
Before he could finish, Old Wan, who had already shown signs of evolution, suddenly pounced on him and bit his neck!
Thanks to the hand still covering his neck, the bite didn't break his blood vessels, but the impact of being bitten made his face fill with terror. He shouted and kicked Old Wan away, then scrambled toward the buzz-cut man and his two companions for help.
Unfortunately, they had long been isolated by Xu Huo. Separated by a space barrier, the buzz-cut man and his two companions could only watch helplessly, and the thin-faced man was equally powerless.
The room suddenly became lively. Five evolvers—the first to evolve and Old Wan had completely lost their minds, fully succumbing to their gluttonous desires. The remaining three, including the thin-faced man, barely maintained their sanity, dodging while begging for help.
But mad people are often harder to deal with than normal ones. In a short while, all three had bite marks on their bodies. The two who had completely lost their reason became even more frenzied after tasting blood. Everything in the room that could be moved was smashed to pieces. Coupled with their reduced sensitivity to pain, they didn't care about the wounds covering their bodies and were repeatedly injured under the attacks of the thin-faced man and the other two. Soon, blood was smeared everywhere in the room—three people were panicked and nearly crying, while two were delirious and only wanted to eat people. It was impossible to see any trace of the people who had been chatting and laughing ten minutes ago. At this point, not to mention living as ordinary people, even living as normal humans was an extremely slim possibility.
Listening to the shouts, curses, and pleas for help filling the room, Xu Huo slightly raised his head, closed his eyes, and smiled gently. He said, "Indeed, words are far less persuasive than empathy."
The isolated buzz-cut man and his two companions remained eerily silent after seeing their companions' miserable and wretched state. The one standing at the back secretly recorded a video with his phone.
Xu Huo didn't stop him. After sitting quietly for a few seconds, he stood up and said to the three, "Please relay this to the government and the Special Defense Department—remember what happened today."
With that, he vanished from the spot. At the same time, the government players who had finally broken through the door rushed into the room, horrified by the carnage inside...
Alarms sounded. Players who had been surrounding the area outside flooded in. Xu Huo, moving against the flow, brushed past them and walked out of this safe house at a normal pace.
This was just the beginning.
Over the next two days, Xu Huo hitched rides with either the government or the Special Defense Department and visited twelve safe houses across eight key cities. He used a total of twenty-seven evolution agents and killed nineteen people.
Most of these forty-six people were listed on Nie Xuan's list—important participants that the Special Defense Department might not have jurisdiction over or that the government might not prioritize dealing with.
Of course, this wasn't everyone on the list. But after what happened in the first two days, those who hadn't yet been found had learned their lesson. They no longer trusted the government-established safe houses, nor did they gather in groups. Instead, they deliberately cut themselves off from government information and hid in locations they had chosen themselves.
Once scattered, finding them again became somewhat troublesome. And Xu Huo alone couldn't be everywhere at once, nor did he have that much time and energy. Besides, on the morning of the third day, the Magician returned.
Xu Huo was in the middle of dealing with several professors on the list. He had just picked up the agent when he saw the man wearing a moth mask appearing twenty meters away. So he said, "I'm really quite busy. If you don't mind, wait a few more days."