Chapter Twelve: Dry Wood and Raging Fire

That's an evolved zombie!

They possess special abilities like superhumans, but are much stronger than ordinary superhumans at this stage.

If these college students were discovered, the casualties would be extremely high.

Fortunately, having survived the apocalypse, these students have developed extraordinary courage.

At this moment, everyone was huddled up, holding their breath, and the entire jewelry store was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

After a long wait, the evolved zombie seemed not to have noticed them. Finally, it gave up the search and slowly walked away with heavy steps.

"Have they left?" someone asked in a low voice.

No one responded, so Lu Yuyang cautiously moved to the glass door to check.

Seeing that there were no more zombies near the glass door, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's safe now. Zhang Hao and I will keep watch tonight; everyone else, get some rest."

The series of frights left everyone exhausted.

Once the tension eased, drowsiness washed over them like a tide, and soon everyone fell into a deep sleep.

Josie was equally exhausted. As she closed her eyes to rest, her nearly depleted superpowers began to recover steadily...

This continued for several days, with one high-intensity battle after another.

Ultimately, with Josie's secret assistance, the group of college students miraculously made their way through the zombie-infested city and finally reached the outskirts of the city.

Josie spent the whole day luring zombies away. Seeing that the number of zombies around her had decreased sharply, she planned to lure away the last batch of zombies before meeting up with Lu Yuyang.

She carefully rolled along the base of the wall, and was about to escape the horde of corpses when she was suddenly kicked hard by something, instantly veering off course.

It was too late to stop; the pebble rolled uncontrollably toward the corner and eventually fell into an iron window without glass.

With a dull thud, she fell heavily to the ground.

At the same time, Lu Yuyang, a few streets away, felt a sudden tightness in his heart and kept looking back.

There were significantly fewer zombies in the suburbs, and even without Josie drawing away the horde, they could barely manage.

He subconsciously touched his empty pockets. "Everyone, find a place to rest around here. I'll go check the situation in the vicinity."

He was worried that Josie would run out of her powers and be trapped by the zombies, so he went to rescue her, just like he had done a few days before.

Meanwhile, when Josie regained her senses and her eyes adjusted to the dim light, she found herself in an occupied room.

The room was surprisingly tidy, with men's clothes casually draped over the backs of chairs, and basins and buckets in the corner filled with water.

Josie looked up and saw that this was probably a basement, with windows at street level.

She tried to jump, but in pebble form she could only leap up to a foot high.

Even after regaining human form, the gaps in the iron bars of the window were too narrow.

After realizing she couldn't return the way she came, her gaze fell on the only exit from the room—the tightly closed door.

Since people live there, there must be a path leading to the outside world.

Just as he was about to revert to human form and open the door, the door creaked open.

A young woman in a black lace slip dress gracefully entered, instantly filling the space with a rich fragrance.

Josie hurriedly rolled toward the door, but heard a loud "bang" as the door slammed shut.

The woman had exquisite makeup, and although her appearance was average, her figure was extremely alluring.

She lay lazily on the bed, deliberately pulling her slip dress down to reveal a large expanse of snow-white skin; the hem of the dress was so short that it barely covered anything.

The young woman lay on the bed, constantly changing positions and striking various alluring poses.

Josie couldn't help but wonder to herself: What is this guy doing?

Just as he was feeling confused, he suddenly realized that his supernatural power was about to run out.

Without thinking twice, she decided to take a gamble and rush towards the door.

Perhaps if she were faster, she could transform into human form, unlock the door, and roll out, so the person on the bed wouldn't notice her.

Just as she was struggling to roll toward the door, the door opened again.

A long leg encased in cargo pants stepped in.

With a "bang," the door slammed shut again.

Covered in zombie blood, Feng Ye deftly ripped off his jacket and grabbed the hem of his T-shirt, about to pull it off...

Josie caught a glimpse of his well-defined abs, but the next second, the man seemed to sense something was amiss, abruptly letting go and sharply scanning the bed with his gaze.

Almost simultaneously, the man pounced on the bed like a cheetah, his large, iron-like hand grabbing the woman's neck and lifting her up.

"Brother Ye, it's me, Xing Jiao~"

Far from being frightened, the woman casually slid her tank top down, her voice sweet enough to drip honey: "What's so great about that skinny girl Zhao Wenjing? Let me keep you company tonight, Brother Ye~"

Faced with such a sensual scene, Josie couldn't resist stealing a couple of glances.

The young woman was almost pressed against the man, and their posture, from her angle, was quite ambiguous.

She sensed a danger in the man, and hesitated for a moment, deciding that now was not a good time to open the door and escape.

Wait a little longer...

The man had his back to her, his T-shirt clinging to his tall, muscular body, exuding a strong sexual tension.

Josie couldn't help but peek, wondering if she should watch if a mature-themed scene were to unfold.

Before she could decide whether to look or not, she suddenly saw the man pull over a bed sheet and roughly wrap the scantily clad woman up.

"Brother Ye, why are you wrapping me up?"

"So you like this kind of atmosphere? Okay, I'll play along with you, Wild Bro~"

Josie saw that the man's face, when he turned away, showed no lust, only coldness.

He ruthlessly dragged the young woman, who was wrapped up like a dumpling, to the door.

Open the door, throw it out, close the door... all in one smooth motion.

Josie tried to slip away, but only managed a few futile jumps, watching the opportunity slip away.

In this morally bankrupt end times, a woman who can refuse advances is a rare find.

She couldn't help but glance at the man a couple more times.

The afterglow of the setting sun outlined his sharply defined profile, with thin lips pressed tightly together beneath his high, straight nose... a handsome face brimming with masculine charm.

After dealing with Xing Jiao, Feng Ye simply took off his shirt and wiped his body with the clean water in the room.

After cleaning, he collapsed onto the bed, exhausted.

Although this survivor base has people with superpowers to maintain their basic survival needs, he is unwilling to live like a rat there.

So he kept exploring outside, hoping that there were still places in the world that had not been contaminated by the zombie virus.

But each time it was disappointment; the world had lost all light.

He rubbed his temples, his heavy eyelids gradually drooping.

Josie sensed her dwindling superpowers and was torn between her own mind and her inner demons.

But in the end, she decided not to open the door.

Outside the door lies an unknown world, while inside is at least a man who has just resisted temptation.

In comparison, this place is actually safer.

Her emotions gradually calmed down.

When the last wisp of her superpower dissipated, Josie inevitably reverted to human form.

Feng Ye, who was sleeping lightly in bed, was instantly awakened, his sharp gaze shooting out like a knife.

He initially thought it was Xing Jiao returning, but when he looked up, he was met with a completely unfamiliar, beautiful face.