End of Days Game: I'm the Only One Who Can See the Hidden Cues

The aberrant's crimson eyes suddenly bulged, almost popping out of its sockets.

Despite its broken neck, it was not yet completely dead. Its body struggled violently, displaying a formidable vitality.

However, the outcome was already determined. Jeremy sat atop the aberrant, allowing it to struggle in its death throes, his tail wrapped tightly around its neck, refusing to let go.

Soon, the aberrant's body stilled, its scarlet eyes slowly losing their lustre.

At the same time, a kill notification appeared in front of Jeremy.

[You have killed a Level 8 Aberrant (Elite), gaining 1239 experience points!]

Jeremy's body glowed with the light of leveling up again, reaching Level 7.

Moreover, he was only two-thirds away from reaching Level 8.

This time, Jeremy did not use all his free attribute points.

After reaching Level 10, players need to undergo a class change.

Since the initial class change is random, Jeremy was not sure what class he would become.

According to the beginner's manual, it's best for players to balance all their attributes before changing classes to avoid a mismatch between their class and attributes.

Otherwise, players would have to find a rare and hard-to-obtain Attribute Reset Stone to reset their attribute points.

This item is a precious artifact, not easily obtained.

Picking up a 2nd-tier Energy Crystal the size of a fingernail from the ground, Jeremy glanced at its properties.

[Item]: Energy Crystal [Level]: 2nd-tier

[Description]: Can randomly increase a player's attributes by 5 points when used, or can be used to unlock treasure chests or upgrade skill levels, among other things.

A 2nd-tier Energy Crystal could only add 5 points to a player's attributes. But its value couldn't be determined solely by the attribute points it provided. Players would also need it for trading or upgrading skill levels later on.

So Jeremy decided to store this 2nd-tier crystal in his inventory for now, not planning to use it immediately.

Then, Jeremy looked at Lisa's headless corpse, feeling sorry for her death.

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He only hoped that in her next life, she could keep her mouth shut.

At this moment, Emma and the others approached.

"Jeremy, are you okay?" Emma and Eric looked at Jeremy, who was covered in blood, with concern.

Due to their lack of strength, they couldn't help much. So they could only watch Jeremy fight alone. Seeing him now covered in blood made them feel guilty.

Bonnie, glaring at Lisa's body, displayed anger in her eyes.

However, she understood that now was not the time to speak of it. So she could only snort coldly and look away from Jeremy.

Emma hurried forward to check on Jeremy's injuries, her expression filled with concern. "Jeremy, are you hurt anywhere? Let me help you with that."

Jeremy smiled and reassured her. "Don't worry. I'm fine. This is all blood from the monster."

Despite his reassurances, Emma quickly noticed the wound on Jeremy's arm.

The sight of the gory injury inflicted by the aberrant brought tears to her eyes.

Before Jeremy could comfort her, a green light suddenly emanated from Emma.

She placed her hand on Jeremy's wound and said, "Don't move. I'm going to heal you."

"I thought you had awakened some plant-based ability." Jeremy said, somewhat surprised as he watched his wound gradually heal.

He hadn't had the chance to ask Emma about her powers before. Only now did he learn that Emma had awakened a wood-based support ability.

If Jeremy remembered correctly, wood-based support abilities were rare and extraordinary powers, very few in number. Players with this type of ability would be highly sought after in the future.

It was no wonder her awakening was accompanied by such a strong vitality.

Hearing Jeremy's comment, Emma smiled.

"Surprised? Not only that, but I've awakened an A-level wood-based support ability!"

Bonnie and Eric looked at Emma in surprise, not expecting her to have awakened an A- level ability.

"Nice." Jeremy smiled, showing no significant emotional reaction.

He had already known about Emma's talent. So her abilities did not surprise him.

Bonnie, frowning, said, "We can't stay here long. The smell of blood will attract many people and monsters. Let's head back."

Emma and Eric agreed with her, feeling that this place was not safe.

"With me here. It's fine." Jeremy, whose senses were sharper, could feel many eyes watching him from the shadows.

Most of them carried fear, but a few also held malice.

Jeremy cast a cold glance their way. Most averted their eyes, not daring to meet his gaze.

However, there were one or two exceptions.

Jeremy frowned and looked towards the exit of the stadium.

Then he saw a bespectacled young man approaching with four others.

The malicious gaze belonged to one of the burly men by his side. His eyes filled with undeserved hatred.

"Bravo! As our class's top student, you kill an elite monster so easily!" The bespectacled young man clapped from a distance, offering Jeremy his admiration.

Jeremy, expressionless, simply asked, "Who are you?"

The young man's expression froze on his face.

"You don't know me?" he pointed at himself, utterly astonished.

The people behind the young man, including Bonnie, looked at Jeremy as if he were a monster.

Emma, massaging her forehead in exasperation, said, "This is our classmate, John. He sits right in front of you."

Bonnie looked at Jeremy incredulously and said, "You can't possibly... not recognize your own classmate?"

"John?" Jeremy furrowed his brows, racking his brain, but he couldn't recall any memories of him.

"Yes. I'm John, your classmate." Seeing this, John's lips twitched involuntarily, wishing he could just turn around and leave.

This was too humiliating. They had spent a year together in the same class, while Jeremy didn't even remember who he was.

John had initially hoped to use their status as classmates to get closer to Jeremy. Now he just wanted to slap himself for being so foolish.

However, he understood why this was.

Jeremy was notorious for skipping class. John had hardly seen him throughout the year. So it was actually normal for Jeremy not to recognize him.

What wounded John's pride was that he considered himself a notable figure in the class, sitting right in front of Jeremy, yet Jeremy had no recollection of him at all.

This filled John with sorrow.

In the group, a short girl already started giggling.

Even a short boy was trying to hold back his laughter.

Only the burly young man snorted coldly, "Poser."

Not just Jeremy, but everyone could feel his hostility towards Jeremy.

Jeremy, pointing at the burly young man, looked at Emma with confusion, "Is he also from our class?"

"No," Emma shook her head.

However, she knew their identities and introduced them. "The muscular one is Gary, the sports representative from Class 2. The girl is the class president of Class 2, Hedy. The bespectacled boy is the class president of Class 3, Everley. And the short one is a student from Class 2, George."

The classrooms of three classes are adjacent to each other

Since Emma also attended their classes, she knew them well.

Jeremy now understood.

These people were likely selected by their classes to find food.

At that moment, Gary said arrogantly, "Your strength is commendable. We came to invite you to join us. but let me warn you, don't be so arrogant just because you are at a higher level than us, we..."

Before Gary could finish, he suddenly felt a gust of wind coming straight at him.

John's pupils dilated, and he instinctively shouted, "Watch out!"

Although John had warned him in time, his reaction was still too slow.

By the time Gary noticed, Jeremy's palm had already reached his face.

A crisp slap landed directly on Gary's face, and the powerful force sent him flying backward!

The muscular young man, almost six feet tall, couldn't get up for quite some time after being slapped by Jeremy.

Gary lay on the ground with a bloody nose, looking very pitiful.

Everyone was stunned.

He...he actually dared to strike?

Jeremy remained calm, speaking indifferently, "At least John is my classmate... Who are you to talk to me like that?"

In that moment, John felt a ghostly sense of pride amidst the shock!