Soon, Waldo reunited with Helen and Alanna. "Waldo, are you alright?" Alanna asked with so concern. Seeing Waldo shake his head, she finally relaxed.
Helen, however, was curious and asked, "What about Brigham and the others? Did you deal with them? After all, there were three of them. If they had split up, maybe one or two of them could have escaped. But with you, Waldo, none of them had a chance. Your abilities are extraordinary, and you control three different powers.
It's beyond imagination and incomparable to anyone else!"
Helen looked at Waldo, hoping for a confirmation. As expected, Waldo smiled and nodded, saying, "I killed all three of them. They tried to run in different directions, and if I had been a bit slower, one or two might have escaped."
Alanna was amazed. "If they were just running away, capturing them would have been difficult, especially if they went in different directions. How did you manage to deal with them so quickly? Killing one who is solely focused on escaping is no easy feat, but you took down three of them, and in such a short ti!"
Waldo smiled slightly and replied, "Well, it's because your man is exceptionally powerful! How about it? Do you feel safe being around now?"
"Go to hell!" Alanna and Helen recalled his rough treatnt of them not long ago, and their anger flared up. Waldo was just asking for trouble!
After dealing with Brigham and his group, Waldo and the others drove away in an armored vehicle. The moon cast a dim silver glow over the desolate city as the engine of their vehicle roared, racing through the damaged streets.
Due to the exhausting night, the three of them were soon fast asleep when they returned to the villa area. Therefore, Waldo was unaware that after dealing with Brigham's group, many people in the chat channels had learned about his teleportation ability. This revelation left countless people in awe.
Everyone knew that having teleportation abilities allowed you to go almost anywhere, making you unmatched in both hunting and escaping. Your opponents couldn't predict your movents at all, and you were practically invincible.
After this night, many people had a completely new perspective on Waldo, no longer seeing him as an unknown figure. They had co to understand that Waldo was a formidable individual.
So survivors, with too much ti on their hands, analyzed what they knew about Waldo:
1. He was a powerful individual with diverse skills.
2. He possessed an M200 sniper rifle and even had access to a Apocalypse tank.
3. He was ruthless and vengeful, never letting his enemies live to see another day.
4. He had access to significant resources and once sold items worth tens of thousands of experience points.
5. His marksmanship was exceptional, able to kill survivors from two kiloters away.
6. He was incredibly charismatic, rumored to have several stunningly beautiful won by his side.
7. (To be continued...)
This summary gained unanimous agreent among many. It was seen as a relatively objective assessnt, not exaggerated in any way. As a result, more people started to understand who Waldo really was.
So admired him genuinely, even idolizing him, while others felt a sense of resentnt due to his previous show of arrogance when hunting. They believed he had brought it upon himself.
However, seeing the prevailing trend of praise for Waldo in the chat channels, no one dared to speak out against it. In the end, there were only a few individuals who secretly regarded Waldo as their biggest threat and pursued target.
They were deeply envious of Waldo's imnse power and the company of beautiful won. They believed that one day they too could have it all.
"Waldo, just you wait. Even though you're strong now, there will co a day when I catch up to you, even surpass you! Eventually, I'll crush you completely and use you as my stepping stone. Your won will beco mine as well, serving beneath !"
This night was destined to keep many people from falling asleep peacefully. So were exhilarated by Waldo's presence, while others tossed and turned, their jealousy preventing them from closing their eyes.
By the ti the next day arrived and Waldo woke up, he saw the evaluations that nurous survivors had given him, and he couldn't help but find it a bit amusing. On second thought, it was quite objective.
Aside from that, he also received many private ssages from other survivors. The purposes of these ssages were mostly to express admiration for him. So were also thanking him. After all, Waldo had avenged them by taking down Brigham and the others, relieving their grievances.
"Boss Waldo, you're too aweso today! I love you so much, sniffle sniffle! Boss Waldo, do you need any more accessories for your feet? Please consider as a candidate!"
"Waldo, big pig's hoof, I'm your idol, hahaha!"
"Thanks, boss, for killing Brigham and those insatiable people. You've avenged with a hundred experience points!"
"Boss, are you interested in forming your own team or faction? If you have the idea, just give the order, and I'll be by your side imdiately, ready to serve your every command!"
Seeing these ssages, Waldo couldn't help but feel a mix of amusent and exasperation. He hadn't expected that taking down Brigham and the others would make such a big splash. His reputation had certainly grown.
It was both a good thing and a bad thing. The positive side was that he had gained a large number of fans, potential allies who might be able to help him in critical situations in the future. However, the downside was that he might attract unwanted attention.
At this mont, there were undoubtedly those who envied his power, his vast resources, and even the won around him, to the point where they might hold hostile attitudes toward him. If given the opportunity, they might even try to take advantage of his vulnerabilities.
Therefore, in the future, Waldo would have to stay vigilant and keep his guard up.
As the saying goes, with fa cos trouble.
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