When the apocalypse descends, a zombie crisis emerges, and strange anomalies appear.
It's merely a game for those who cannot be directly seen. The hope of the dying is also the biggest va...
"If you don't speak, I'll take that as a yes." Li Xuanzu waved his hand in front of Leng An's eyes while bending down to look at him.
However, Leng An ignored him and walked away on her own, quite annoyed.
"Tch, boring." Li Xuanzu said, watching Leng An's departing figure.
After finishing the remaining steamed bun in one bite, Li Xuanzu continued his stroll through the streets.
However, many people still flocked to him like a tide.
These people did not approach, but kept a safe distance of more than ten meters from Li Xuanzu, following him wherever he went.
It really is true what they say, everyone revolves around you.
They followed him when he went to buy water and food supplies. The people selling supplies were like mice seeing a cat when they saw Li Xuanzu.
However, Li Xuanzu didn't care whether anyone accepted the money or not. He would still leave a few new banknotes of sufficient value, take the supplies, and leave.
Even though he was followed by thousands of people, he acted as if he didn't see them.
He walked slowly, without exchanging any words with them, as if he alone was wasting everyone else's time.
These followers who trailed behind Li Xuanzu remained silent and did not exchange any words with each other. Apart from the occasional eye contact, they were no different from wooden figures.
At this point, the authorities dared not rashly take action to expel either side.
They couldn't afford to offend Li Xuanzu and his group, but dispersing the crowd meant choosing to stand on the side of "public enemy number one," which would hinder the implementation of their subsequent plans.
Li Xuanzu finally felt a bit tired. After leaving a clothing store again, he didn't continue shopping but headed towards his residence.
"Are you still going to follow me? I'll get angry if you keep doing this." Li Xuanzu's tone was very calm, so calm that you would think he was joking.
However, those people still formed a circle, creating a vacuum zone of several tens of meters around Li Xuanzu himself.
With each step Li Xuanzu took, the person in front would take a step back, and the person behind would take a step forward, thus pressing forward step by step.
They were trying to vent their inner dissatisfaction in this way.
Li Xuanzu was enraged, and wisps of black smoke appeared behind him. Dahei reappeared in the outside world in this way once again.
However, this time the concrete object is a towering giant hundreds of meters tall, formed entirely from black mist, creating a visually stunning effect.
The moment the giant black dog appeared, the surrounding temperature plummeted, and everyone instinctively shivered.
Li Xuanzu wasn't entirely evil; at least he had his reasons for killing people—reasons that were reasonable but also irrational.
Unlike the leaders of bandit organizations who abuse their power and establish themselves as kings in the apocalypse, they do everything according to their own whims.
Bullying men and women and disregarding human life are commonplace for them.
Believe it or not, Li Xuanzu did not like killing people; he did not want to see vibrant lives lost because of his hand.
But this is on the premise that there is no possible threat or hatred towards him.
He is neither a bad person nor a good person. He does not submit to the masses, nor does he indulge in the interests of the minority. He follows his own inner interests, has no grand principles, but has a long-term vision.
This type of person is easy to get along with, but difficult to get along with.
Who knows what reason he might have for selling you out? To put it nicely, he's mysterious and unpredictable; to put it bluntly, he's just a lunatic.
No matter how long you're with him, there's always a sense of unreality.
Li Xuanzu only sent Dahei out as a deterrent; he didn't intend to make an example of anyone or leave a few people behind.
One demonstration of power is enough; you don't need too many chickens to make an example of, otherwise the monkey troop will riot.
It's not that they're afraid of not being able to kill them all, but that they're afraid of the country breaking off relations.
This is why Li Xuanzu mostly transferred ordinary people.
The number of psionicists, especially high-level psionicists, is so great that it's no exaggeration to say it's the lifeblood of a nation.
If someone kills too many civilians, the carefully cultivated public image he has worked so hard to build will collapse, and the country is unlikely to trust him anymore.
Moreover, this character design isn't just for humans to see...