Chapter 153 The New World?

Lu Xici snatched the dagger from Chi Yi's hand and plunged it into Researcher Song's thigh with a "thud": "Science, and for the sake of human evolution?"

With a flick of his wrist, Lu Xici leaned down: "If you're so capable, why don't you research an antidote for zombies? Hmm?"

Warm blood gushed out from the scalpel groove.

He Zhuo shook his head, clicking his tongue: "They really think they can do whatever they want just because they have a problem with their head."

Gu Wan: "The donkey probably does nothing all day but kick his head."

"Ah—!" Researcher Song's face contorted in pain, but he still managed to shout, "I...I'm a genius scientist! You vulgar..."

"Smack!"

"Smack!"

"Smack!"

The vines lashed at him mercilessly, leaving several bloody welts.

Lu Nange scoffed, "Genius scientist? Do all you lunatics just love to pat yourselves on the back?"

She blinked thoughtfully, "That guy I met before, surnamed Xie, his name was... what was it again?"

Chi Yanzhou: "Nannan is talking about Xie Zong?"

Lu Nange: "Xie Zong, yes... that Xie Zong also claims to be some kind of genius scientist..."

"Xie Zong? He doesn't even deserve it?!" Researcher Song suddenly became agitated: "That good-for-nothing isn't even worthy of carrying my shoes! I, Song Yue, am the true genius! My research is far superior to his..."

"So you do know each other." Lu Nange interrupted his barking.

The vines wrapped around Researcher Song's ankles at just the right moment, and the sharp thorns pressed against his arteries.

Lu Nange parted her red lips slightly: "What about Zhou Muyun?"

Song Yue's eyes darted around: "What Zhou Muyun?"

Lu Nange's fingertips lightly traced the vines, her voice sweet to the bone: "Since we don't know them, let's kill them all, Zhizhi."

"Clang clang clang—"

The vines tightened suddenly, and Song Yue and his group frantically activated their supernatural abilities to try to break free, only to find that the emerald green vines were wrapped around them layer upon layer, becoming tighter and tighter as they struggled.

"ah--!"

The piercing screams echoed through the abandoned prison, much like livestock waiting to be slaughtered in a slaughterhouse.

Some people's eyes bulged out from being strangled, while others' ribs made cracking sounds.

Gradually, the wails subsided.

Those dying figures finally realized that struggling would only hasten their death, and began to utter intermittent pleas for mercy.

"Spare...spare my life..."

"We...we know we were wrong..."

"Please...give me a chance..."

"We don't know anything."

"Let us go! We were forced into this. Song Yue poisoned us with some kind of mental toxin, and we had no choice but to obey his orders."

"Song Yue is a madman! If he hadn't drugged us, who would want to work for him!"

"This madman feeds us to the zombies whenever he's unhappy..."

"You bunch of traitors, shut up!" Song Yue's eyes were bloodshot, and the veins on his neck were bulging.

"Shut up!" The burly man near the center of the fence suddenly sprang to his feet, struggling to kick Song Yue despite being bound by vines: "I've had enough of you, you freak!"

Song Yue suddenly burst into maniacal laughter: "Who was it that knelt down and begged me to take them in back then?"

He twisted his face and pointed at the crowd: "To be able to participate in the creation of the new world... is the greatest honor of your lives, you ants! Without me, you would have died long ago. Now you want to distance yourselves? Too late! That potion... you all fought over it and drank it!"

He Zhuo raised an eyebrow and sneered: "A new world?"

A morbid fanaticism appeared on Song Yue's face: "That's right! A new world dominated by evolved humans!"

He struggled to raise his head, a morbid light flashing in his eyes: "Let me go... I can let you join! I'll give you an unlimited supply of crystal cores... Advanced superpowers will be within your grasp..."

Lu Nange suddenly revealed an innocent expression: "That sounds really good~ Is it like before the apocalypse, with no zombies and everyone having enough to eat and wear?"

"Ha, what a woman's view!" Song Yue spat contemptuously. "What's so great about having enough to eat and wear? We want all of humanity to evolve superpowers!"

"I see..." Lu Nange nodded as if suddenly realizing something. "So, you, Xie Zong, and Zhou Muyun are all fighting for the future of humanity?"

"You can't even imagine how great the boss is..." Song Yue's boastful words came to an abrupt halt.

He suddenly widened his bloodshot eyes, his face contorted in pain: "You wretch! How dare you..."

Before the words were even finished—"Bang!"

The moment the gunshot rang out, blood bloomed from Song Yue's brow.

Lu Nange's mental energy instantly spread along the trajectory of the bullet, trying to track the shooter's movements.

But just as it was about to lock onto its target—"BOOM!!!"

The entire prison trembled violently.

A deafening crash resounded from the prison's iron gates.

Thousands of rotting arms are frantically scratching outside the door...