Chapter 12 God Is Watching Us

"Oh, my friend, you killed three of my men and barged into our camp. Do you think I will let you go?"

Brooke said exaggeratedly.

"It's a pity that I can't reason with you."

Carl was very disappointed. He didn't want to kill anyone. He just wanted to find a safe place to rest for a few days and make a plan for the future.

However, the death of the three mercenaries didn't ring the alarm for Brooke.

"That makes sense in the apocalypse."

Brooke pointed at the guns in his men's hands and snapped his fingers:

"Guys, do it. Don't hurt those two women. I'll taste them myself tonight. You can have fun after that."

"Yes, sir!"

The mercenaries licked their lips. Many of them put down their guns, took out sharp daggers, and slowly walked over.

"Cut."

Carl spoke calmly. The three closest mercenaries died and their heads fell to the ground.

"You are a mage!"

Brooke's face changed. He shouted, "Everyone, shoot!"

At the same time, a fireball the size of a basketball formed in front of Brooke and was about to hit Carl.

"Splash."

A huge water ball fell from the sky and directly extinguished the fireball.

"Two mages... How is that possible? Shoot! Cut the crap! Shoot!"

Brooke looked desperate.

He waited for a long time but didn't hear a gunshot. He turned around and found that his hands and feet were cold.

Behind him was a pile of corpses, none of which was complete. The pungent smell of blood lingered in the air.

"Ahhh!"

Women's screams came from the house of the gas station, and they also saw the incomplete corpses.

"Plop."

Brooke's body collapsed on the ground, and his face was full of cold sweat. He was afraid.

"Friend, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have attacked you. I... I'm a fire mage. Please don't kill me. I'm useful to you. By the way, those women are all yours. Please spare my life."

Brooke begged.

Amy fetched a chair. Carl sat down and asked.

"I don't care about what you said. I'm more curious about your awakening of talent in magic."

"After those terrifying monsters appeared, we hired the mercenary team to escape to the camp, but we quickly ate up all the food. One day, we found a dead monster on the roadside. We were too hungry, so we ate it. I passed out in pain, and when I woke up, I became a mage..."

Brooke said.

"Ewww..."

Amy began to retch. Talia took on a disgusted look on her face. They guessed that the monsters Brooke was talking about were goblins.

"I see."

Carl nodded. It turned out that it was a coincidence that he ate the magic crystal and became a mage.

"Friend, can I... can I leave now?" Brooke asked cautiously.

"You are a mercenary. You should know that 'The essence of trade is equal exchange'. Think about it carefully, what can buy your life?" Carl said.

Brooke was so scared that he almost burst into tears.

He suddenly remembered something and shouted, "By the sea! There is a very huge egg by the sea. It must be very valuable."

"Bang!"

Carl crushed Brooke's head with a shot. He cursed, "What's the use of an egg?"

"Master, what about them?"

Amy looked at the women in the room. Some of them were snatched, and some were hired by the West Wind Mercenary Team.

In the apocalypse.

Most women could only trade their bodies.

But Carl was not interested in these dirty women.

After all, freshwater was a very precious resource. Not everyone could take a shower with fresh water every day.

"Ask them to clean up the corpses here. We can rest here for a few days," Carl said.

"Yes, Master."

Amy smiled happily. She began to tell the women to move the corpses and clean the blood, in case they would attract goblins.

On the other side.

Talia entered the room of the gas station.

The room was supposed to sell auto-related supplies and food, but now it had become Brooke's residence.

The quilt had not been cleaned for a long time and was filled with all kinds of the pungent smell.

Clenching her nose in disgust, Talia ran out and said, "Carl, the room is too dirty."

"We live outside."

Carl took out a map from the magic space tool.

The earth had expanded by more than a hundred times, and in fact, the land and sea had expanded more than that.

Carl drew an arrow on the map. This was his position, at the junction of New Jersey and New York.

"Where are we going next? Are we going to guard this stronghold and wait for two years to go straight to the Central Park in New York, or continue moving forward to explore this strange earth?"

Carl was lost in thought.

Turning her head to look at the map, Talia asked, "The place where elves live is an island. Can we find it?"

"Before the apocalypse, there were fifty thousand islands on the earth," Carl glanced at her.

Talia said in surprise, "There are so many islands! In our continent, there is only one island—Sky Island, floating in a distant place that the giant dragon can't arrive for a lifetime. All the gods live there, including the elf goddess."

"Sky Island…" Carl repeated.

"How many 'gods' are there in your continent?" Amy asked curiously.

"This question can only be answered by becoming a 'God'," said Talia.

"Master..."

At this time, Amy quietly tugged at Carl's clothes.

Carl turned around and saw that those women had already cleaned up the corpses and were standing in a group in the distance, seeming to want to say something.

A plump woman stepped forward and summoned up all her courage to say:

"Sir, can we follow you in the future? We are willing to pay any price."

"No."

Carl refused directly.

The women were in despair. Without Brooke and those mercenaries, they couldn't kill even one monster.

However, due to the great power of Carl, no one dared to show any dissatisfaction and they went back to the room of the gas station, crying.

"Carl, don't you care about them? If they are caught by goblins, they will come to a miserable end."

"Amy, give them a magic crystal. The one who grips it will get it," Carl said.

"Master, why?" Amy asked in confusion.

"Clap!"

Carl patted on Amy's buttock and said, "Be good."

"Okay."

Amy went into the room with a red face.

Looking at Carl, she didn't understand why he changed his mind.

"Talia, who do you think will take the magic crystal? I can bet one superior magic crystal that it's the one who plucked up the courage to talk to me," Carl said.

"I don't know. But I bet one superior magic crystal that it's not her."

"Talia, do you think the position of the God left on the earth was thrown down by the God of Sky Island?"

Carl looked up at the sky and said calmly, "Maybe they are, like us, betting on who will get the position of the God."

"God is watching us."