Prophetic Dream: Infinite Survival in a Disaster World

[Infinite Flow + Natural Disaster + Apocalypse + Team-Based + Growth-Oriented Female Protagonist + No CP] (Warning: The female protagonist helps others and has a sense of justice. If you dislike th...

Chapter 189 Little Laurel

Yi Yi saw the two of them first, and immediately flew over, looking at Xu Anran with worried eyes: "Sister, where did you go? Can you take me with you next time?"

Seeing Yi Yi's worried expression, Xu Anran felt a little guilty: "Hehehe, oh dear, don't be like that, I'll be more careful next time."

Yi Yi took Mai Sui and put her on the ground. When Mo Mo saw that Mai Sui was alright, she ran over crying and hugged her, "Waaah, you scared me to death! Are you okay?"

Mai Sui wiped away Mo Mo's tears, a slight smile appearing on her lips: "I'm fine. Sister An Ran saved me and even killed that bad guy."

Xiaoyue watched the two children from the side, patted their heads, and walked with Xiaofeng, holding one in each hand.

After recounting what had just happened, Xu Anran led the group forward again. At the foot of a small hill, Xu Anran stopped. She sat cross-legged on the ground, carefully sensing her surroundings. In an instant, she sensed it.

Xu Anran stood up, went to the base of a large tree, picked up a shovel and started shoveling. After a while, she stopped and peered down, where a sliver of golden light appeared.

As the others approached, they also saw the golden light emanating from the ground. Xu Anran carefully reached in and pulled out the object radiating golden light. It was a section of tree root radiating golden light, with a small bulge on it.

Xu Anran recognized it as a laurel tree. She felt that this was what was calling to her. The root of the tree, which Xu Anran was holding, vibrated, and a small bulge on it lifted up, revealing a head about the size of a thumb.

It was a little bald head with human features on its round head, staring at Xu Anran with pitiful big eyes. "Wow, what is this?" Momo asked curiously, and everyone was curiously looking at the little thing.

He looked at Xu Anran with a pitiful expression and said, "Thank goodness you came, otherwise I would have died."

He was the embodiment of the laurel tree's original consciousness. After Xu Anran left, the Ghost King gathered his ghosts and, together with the other three Ghost Kings, attacked the laurel tree. This time, they used the blood of children born on yin years, yin months, and yin days, combined with yin energy, to create something that could restrain the laurel tree. The laurel tree was injured by them and had no choice but to flee with its last uncontaminated root.

While the laurel tree was hiding, the strangeness of this world wiped out all of humanity. There was no hope left, and the laurel tree's power was growing weaker and weaker. It was discovered by the Ghost King and chased into the forest. Just then, it sensed Xu Anran's presence and called out to her.

After listening to the laurel tree's story, Xu Anran and the others understood why the Ghost King was there. Xu Anran lifted the laurel tree spirit and asked, "Then why did you call me?"

"I felt your presence, and I wanted you to save me first," the little laurel tree spirit said, tears streaming down her face.

Seeing his pitiful state, Xu Anran placed him in her hands and said earnestly, "Little Yuegui, look at you, you've lost everything in this world. There's no point in staying here. Why don't you come with me from now on? At least I can keep you safe. What do you think?"

Without hesitation, the laurel tree spirit had suffered terribly during this time. After hearing Xu Anran's words, he wiped away his tears and said, "I'll go with you. From now on, you'll be my eldest sister, and I'll listen to you."

Hearing his words, Xu Anran chuckled happily: "Let's go, from now on, your big sister will protect you."

On the eerie street, streetlights cast a pale, deathly glow, and every now and then, one or two strange figures would pass by. A group of people carrying weapons and talismans entered the street. Upon seeing them, the twins immediately ran over, their lifeless eyes fixed on the group, and asked in a flat, emotionless voice, "Which one of us is the older brother? Which one is the younger brother?"

"There will be a punishment for answering incorrectly." Saying this, she stretched out her hand, pretending to hold a microphone, and held it up in front of everyone.

They didn't take it seriously since they thought it was just two little devils. They took out a talisman and threw it. The twins were hit by the talisman, screamed, and disappeared in front of the group.

They continued walking towards the place they had agreed upon with the other guilds, but after only a few steps, the twins appeared before them again. This time, the twins' eyes and mouths had turned bright red.

The twins glared at the group and asked, "Was it the older brother or the younger brother who was just injured?"

The group didn't answer. Seeing that the talismans were useless, they took out their consecrated weapons and slashed at the twins, who then disappeared again.

Just like before, they disappeared for a short while before reappearing. This time, not only were their eyes red, but their clothes and shoes were also bright red. They looked at the group of people with grins.

This time, before the twins could even speak, the people were about to attack with their weapons. However, unlike before, the twins didn't disappear; they chuckled, dodged the weapons, and floated into the group.

The group heard the two little devils chuckle and say in their chilling voices, "You're disobedient! You answered wrong, and you'll be punished!" Then their limbs went out of control, and the two little devils broke them off, arranging them into various poses like rag dolls.

Thick blood covered the ground, and they lay there in it with terrified eyes. The eerie laughter of children echoed through the air. One of them lay face down with his legs splayed above his head like a centipede. A stone fell out of his pocket; it was the one He Fei had secretly slipped in earlier.

Inside a temple, fifty or sixty people had already gathered, sitting and seemingly waiting for someone. One of them said impatiently, "What time is it? Are those guilds still coming?"

"Don't rush, some of them have a long way to go, and they might have encountered some trouble on the way," another person advised.

At this moment, someone looked up, their eyes filled with panic, and their voice unconsciously rose a few notches: "Look at the screen, the Lucky Fortune Guild's icon has turned black. Before, when the Victory Guild and Lion Guild's icons turned black, we could say it was a coincidence, but now even the Lucky Fortune Guild's icon has turned black. As the saying goes, things don't happen more than three times, this is definitely not a coincidence."

“The Passengers’ Mutual Aid Association couldn’t possibly act that quickly. Are you overthinking it?” one person retorted.

Before the person being refuted could speak, a tall, thin young man from the group of people who had just entered said, "It's not that I'm overthinking it; this is definitely not a coincidence."

Those inside recognized the newcomers: "It's the brothers from the Eye of God Guild. Guild Master Lin, why do you say this isn't a coincidence?"

“You should know my abilities.” Seeing everyone nod, he continued, “I saw what happened to them. It was all done by a man named He Fei from the Passengers Mutual Aid Association.”

"Who is He Fei? Is there such a person in the Passengers' Mutual Aid Association?"