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Chapter 457

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There were squads of paranormals in every base, even in Japan. After asking around, Shao Qing learned that the squads of paranormals in the base would go around the base to clean up the zombies every once in a while.

Therefore, it was very difficult to see zombies around the base. However, paranormals also needed nuclei to upgrade, so they would often form squads and go to farther places to get nuclei.

In Japan, there were more squads of paranormals than fixed squads. In other words, anyone who lacked nuclei could go to the square to find his teammates and form a team freely. There were many people holding signs in the square, just like in a game where they formed a team to play a dungeon.

Something like: Go to XX place, where most of the zombies are level-three. Now there are six people in the team. One more person and the team will be formed.

Another one: Elite squad of paranormals. Looking for wood paranormals above level-three. Main healer or support would be best.

Another one: Team to fight level-five zombie king. Two more level-three and above zombie-hunting experience are needed. Distribution is fair.

In short, it looked very strange.

Shao Qing didn't know this place and didn't know where to go. The best way was naturally to find a good team.

Shao Qing arrived at the square and looked around. At least, she had to find a team that was pleasing to the eye. That way, the whole team wouldn't be wiped out by her before she arrived at the destination.

Then, Shao Qing saw a team of people from the same hometown.

They were really too conspicuous. Japanese people were generally shorter. For example, Mochizuki Whitewater was already twenty years old. Although his face was a little tender, he looked like a minor. Of course … his height was also like a minor.

He was a head shorter than Yan Qiyue, at least twenty centimeters.

When these Chinese men stood in the square, they were simply cranes in a flock of chickens. Shao Qing saw their heads from a distance. They were so conspicuous in the crowd.

Then, Shao Qing looked at their faces, heights, and temperaments. She recognized that they were all from the same hometown.

His footsteps, which were originally heading in the other direction, immediately turned around.

No matter what, it was more reliable to be from the same hometown. At least they looked friendly, so Shao Qing walked over. The man in the lead was holding a sign in his hand. On it was written in Japanese: "Looking for wood ability users above level three. Support is best."

She was also a wood metahuman. Although she was not a support metahuman, her support abilities were definitely not inferior to a pure support Level 3 wood metahuman.

"I'm a Level 4 Wood Elemental Arcanist. Do you want to join me?" After Shao Qing walked over, she opened her hand. Qiu Tang, who had not seen the light of day for a long time, came out from her palm.

As soon as the faint fragrance drifted out, the few of them felt weak all over. Their heads felt heavy and their feet felt light. Not to mention their abilities, they couldn't even use their strength.

It wasn't until Shao Qing took Qiu Tang that they slowly recovered and looked at Shao Qing in horror.

The leader hurriedly said, "Welcome, welcome, but … do you want to bring two slaves with you?"

He said a little awkwardly.

It would be better if they brought one slave, but if they brought two, they would only be a burden if they encountered danger. This was especially disadvantageous for them.

Yan Qiyue immediately put her arm around Shao Qing's shoulder and said with a smile, "Both of us are Level 3 metahumans. We won't be a burden to you."

Only then did the leader feel relieved. He couldn't help but give Shao Qing a thumbs up. Being able to subdue two Level 3 metahumans was also a skill.

After joining the team, Shao Qing found out that there were Japanese in this team. Half of them were Chinese, and the other half were Japanese.

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