# Chapter 932: Is There Anyone from W37?
Lightning passed through the ground, then through the mirror to the other end of the "seesaw," shooting into the air and quickly connecting with that iron ball, whereupon a bolt of lightning like a python struck down from the sky!
The massive pillar of electricity nearly blinded the eyes, and the entire "seesaw" under the assault was as fragile as a piece of cardboard. The cars and people on this "cardboard" were as insignificant as ants.
This move seemed to disregard friend or foe, but at this moment, no one could care about anyone else. Xu Huo moved outside the prop, and the sword aura from the "Crimson Sword" instantly cut off a small half of the ground on the contact side, but this couldn't completely isolate the lightning. It was Kuang Wenjun who used a Space prop, not only moving the car away but also sending the remaining "seesaw" forward by several dozen meters!
Her Space Barrier had the effect of isolating thunder and lightning. After pulling away this distance, the weaker currents coming from the surroundings were not a threat, and Shangguan Xi and the others, while protecting themselves, could also take care of the living samples and the car.
"Are you alright?" After the strong electrical current passed, Xu Huo returned to the side of the car.
"This time we owe it all to Sister Wenjun!" Shangguan Xi said with a look of relief. "Otherwise, it would have been a wasted trip."
It wasn't difficult for players to protect themselves, but ordinary people wouldn't specifically prepare large-scale insulation props, and in an emergency, it would be hard to take care of the living samples.
"Don't say so much. The people ahead are coming over." Zhu Feiyun said warily.
The thunder and lightning seemed spectacular, but in the end, it only killed two people. After the prop effect disappeared, the people who had been fighting on the other side also moved toward them.
Teacher Ai stared at them for a few seconds and suddenly said, "These people..."
Xu Huo reached out and pulled him out of the driver's seat, signaling Pan Qiao to take over driving.
Pan Qiao didn't hesitate. He nimbly took control of the off-road vehicle, which roared and sped off. To avoid the battle behind them, he turned and headed diagonally forward.
However, players' props were hard to guard against. At Xu Huo's warning shout of "Stop!", the car still crashed into a suddenly appearing Space Barrier—this place was completely sealed off!
It was unclear which side's prop this belonged to, but rashly breaking the barrier might risk being targeted by both sides. Since the area was large enough, they simply stayed in a corner and didn't participate.
The few players who had been following them earlier showed no interest in them at all, and the other group in the fight, after confirming that they wouldn't interfere, also relaxed their vigilance slightly.
The situation now was that two groups were fighting, and Xu Huo and his team were watching from the sidelines.
"These people are really something. Going for the kill without worrying about someone else swooping in as the third party," Zhu Feiyun said.
"This is an area where search teams from several nearby base cities are relatively active," Teacher Ai spoke up. "Right now, we only see a few players, but there might be a convoy in the distance."
He paused and then added, "I wonder if there are any people from W37 base city."
"Would players from W37 base city come this far?" Pan Qiao was very surprised. This place was still at least a few days' journey from W37. Given the awkward situation of that base city, running too far might mean not being able to get back, especially since this was also an activity zone for other base cities.
"W37 base city managed to stand out among so many base cities. With a woman in power, if their style of doing things wasn't fierce, it would be hard for them to survive until now," Kuang Wenjun said. "This also indirectly shows that the people from this base city are very strong."
"What does Brother Xu think?" Shangguan Xi said.
Xu Huo searched for information about W37 under the Dimension, focusing on the female mayor. The related information included many photos of the female mayor, all taken from different angles as candid shots. Of course, the people in the photos were also different, with a wide age range from twenty to fifty. Most had good figures, and occasionally, a side profile revealed very distinct facial features—the common point of these photos was beauty.
Not a single one was real.
He closed his game panel, stood on the car roof, and shouted toward the two sides engaged in fierce battle: "Is there anyone from W37 base city?"
The two sides in combat were momentarily distracted. Immediately, a bald man broke away and flashed closer in a few quick moves!
Looking at the dark number "9" above the other's head, Xu Huo paused and then said, "We are players from W11 base city."
The bald man's movements faltered for a moment, while two people from the young woman's side turned their heads, the colors of the numbers above their heads turning unfavorable.
"W11 base city commissioned us to deliver something to W37 base city."
As soon as these words were spoken, more people turned their gazes toward Xu Huo's side. The bald man was closest, but just as he was about to approach, he was intercepted by a bolt of lightning. The man with lightning patterns appeared beside the car and asked directly, "What is it?"
"An alien species," Xu Huo replied.
"Carrying the virus?" The lightning-patterned man blocked the bald man a second time.
"That's right." Xu Huo nodded but didn't explain that this alien species was a living sample.
The lightning-patterned man sneered and looked back at his companions. The next second, the young woman appeared in front of the car. She smiled as she sized up Xu Huo. "You're outside players, aren't you? If you were native base station players, you would never dare to deliver something from W11 to W37."
"W11 has always been up to some shady business. This time, they definitely haven't cooked up anything good either." The young woman snorted, then said to the bald man, who seemed to want to take the opportunity to get close to the car, "Take one more step forward, and I'll twist your head off, believe it or not."
The bald man acted as if he had heard the funniest joke. "You people from W37 are really arrogant. If you've got the guts, come on—"
Before the last word even fell, the young woman's arms had already twisted around his head. With a "bang," white and red fluids splattered everywhere. The young woman threw away the corpse, casually wiped her face, and made a throat-slitting gesture to her companion.
Half a minute ago, the two groups seemed evenly matched, but now there was a one-sided massacre. The lightning-patterned man used an electric current to form a circular battlefield to prevent anyone from escaping, while their companion with the ponytail, wearing a crown, pressed down with one hand, and three players on the opposite side uncontrollably knelt to the ground. The next second, their heads flew off!
The remaining three were also targeted at the same time. Playing cards flew through the air, but those cards weren't purely offensive props. The real killing move was the mutated plants inside the cards. In just a few seconds, several man-eating flowers burst out, biting a living person into several pieces and dragging them back into the cards. The scene was bloody and violent—the others were similar. One player with muscles all over his body preferred strength-based output, breaking all the bones of one player before smashing his skull.
In less than a minute, the battle was over. Several pools of blood and a few corpses lay scattered across the wilderness.
Formidable strength, brutal methods, well-trained coordination, and wordless tacit understanding—this put Xu Huo's team at a clear disadvantage. As a temporary squad, they couldn't even manage basic cooperation.