Meng Shiwan struggled desperately in the apocalypse for three years. After death, she was reborn back to three hours before the apocalypse began.
Remembering the betrayal by her own family in...
Chapter 151 Kicking a Steel Plate
There was no sound of a bullet piercing the brain or slicing through the skull, as I had imagined, and no scene of blood splattering everywhere.
All that could be heard was the sound of metal clashing against metal.
The bullet struck Meng Shiwan in the back of the head, splattering sparks instead of blood.
Luo Zhenfeng watched this scene with wide eyes, his eyes almost popping out of their sockets.
They looked like they'd seen a ghost.
He blurted out, "What's going on?"
This was completely different from what he had envisioned.
What happened to the saying that all spatial ability users are weaklings? Did this guy weld a metal plate to the back of his head?
Peng Tao, standing nearby, was filled with terror. "She's a metal-type ability user, with both metal and spatial abilities. That's terrifying! We've kicked a hornet's nest! Get out of here!"
At that moment, their minds were filled with nothing but shock and fear.
I thought this weakling was the easiest to bully, but it turns out he's made of steel.
They had never heard of dual-elemental ability users before, and they never expected to encounter such a prodigy.
The group acted decisively; when their ambush failed, they turned and retreated.
Meng Shiwan sneered. How could she possibly let this group of people leave?
Using his speed ability, he instantly caught up with a group of people and blocked their path.
Luo Zhenfeng, carrying his gun, ran at the front, thinking that if those men caught up with him and retaliated, there would probably be a fierce battle.
To everyone's surprise, a figure flashed before their eyes. Luo Zhenfeng looked up and saw Meng Shiwan, who should have been left behind, standing right in front of them.
The frenzied zombies around her charged towards her, but countless ice spikes wiped out a large circle of them, unable to get close to her at all.
Luo Zhenfeng, who was at the forefront, was so frightened that he took several steps back, feeling like his head was about to explode.
He was so surprised that he felt it was a bit unreal.
"Speed ability and ice ability, a four-elemental ability user, is he even human?"
That's terrifying.
That's absolutely terrifying.
How could there be such a monstrous genius as a person with four different superpowers in the world?
What's even more terrifying is that she's stronger than several of her teammates who were killing zombies.
Luo Zhenfeng retreated while keeping a wary eye on Meng Shiwan. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to provoke you. We'll leave now."
Meng Shiwan sneered, "Leave?"
The next second, lightning-based superpowers were unleashed, and thick bolts of lightning struck the group of people, leaving them with no way to defend themselves.
If you dare to make a move on her, you should be prepared to die.
Even as they lay dying, the group of people stared at Meng Shiwan with eyes still filled with fear.
They fear death, but they fear Meng Shiwan's power even more.
Five types of ability users, how did they end up provoking such a terrifying existence?
Until the group slowly collapsed to the ground amidst the lightning, turning into a pile of charred remains, completely dead.
Ta Xue stood to the side watching, licking his beard, and lamented that these people were really too weak to fight; he hadn't even laid a hand on them before they were all dead.
The spatial ability users of that group died, dropping their supplies, which piled up on the road into a small mountain as high as a house.
Various supplies such as grains, medicines, clothing, and oil drums.
Meng Shiwan raised an eyebrow, not expecting such an unexpected surprise.
She put all the supplies into her personal space and took out her phone to send a message in the group chat.
'Kill all those people.'
Lei Zhe and his three companions stood beside the convoy, discussing leaving one person to watch the vehicles while the remaining three went to the village to kill zombies.
Just as they decided to leave Jiang Yuan behind, their phones started ringing.
Upon taking a look, all four of them immediately turned their gazes toward the convoy ahead, revealing expressions of excitement.
If Meng Shiwan tells them to kill, then they can kill; once they're done, they won't have to keep guarding against them.
Lei Zhe walked over to one of the SUVs, knocked on the window, and the two superhumans inside, who were playing on their phones, lowered the window a crack and asked warily, "What's up?"
Lei Zhe gave the two a big smile, placed his right hand on the car door, and two bolts of lightning struck them, killing them instantly.
On the other side, Anjavin also dealt with the other superhumans.
At this point, both teams of superhumans were completely wiped out.
Having thoughts that shouldn't have been made, and lacking the power to act, this is retribution.
Lei Zhe sighed, "You can mess with anyone in this world, just don't mess with Sister Meng."
Anjavin wholeheartedly agreed, “You’re right.”
Jiang Yuan was puzzled, "Is my sister really that scary? I think she's a really nice person."
He gave them all sorts of delicious food and took great care of them, never being stingy with his money. He's definitely a good person.
Lei Zhe chuckled, "That's because you haven't known me long enough to see me when I'm really fierce."
Lu Yu pressed further, "What's your sister like when she gets really fierce?"
Lei Zhe thought for a moment, "Let me put it this way, punishment for wrongdoing can give someone a chance to correct their mistakes with a fixed term of imprisonment, but those who offend me only face the death penalty, no matter how severe."
Even if someone walks by and doesn't like my sister, and whispers a curse at her, if my sister hears it, she's dead. That's just my personality.
Lu Yu gasped, "Sister, you're awesome."
Those people were all dead, so the four of them didn't need to stay behind to guard the car. They headed towards the fishing village together to kill zombies and find crystal cores.
Meanwhile, Meng Shiwan and his three companions had already fought their way through the fishing village and arrived at the saltworks on the coast.
As the high temperatures continue, the coastline has receded significantly.
There is a large area of neatly arranged square salt pans along the coast, which is a blessing for people with obsessive-compulsive disorder.
Seawater usually flows into these salt fields, and after drying, it becomes coarse salt. After further processing, it becomes the table salt we eat.
These salt fields are now abandoned, covered with a layer of white salt, looking like a blanket of snow at first glance.
Further away, fishing boats of all sizes were moored at the dock, looking somewhat desolate.
The saltworks was a short distance from the fishing village. They shook off the horde of zombies and ran towards the saltworks, where there were fewer zombies.
Every now and then, hordes of zombies would still pounce on them, but they were all easily dealt with.
They went straight to the factory.
On the vast seashore, several factory buildings stand together, looking somewhat lonely.
The dark gray building looked somewhat cold.
As they entered the factory gate, a loudspeaker in the security room next door blared out a man's voice.
"After you enter the factory, turn left. There's a small door in the corner of Building 2. Come in from there, but be careful not to attract too many zombies."
Tao Yarong was surprised, "There are actually survivors?"
Meng Shiwan looked towards Building No. 2 and saw a pair of eyes staring at them from one of the windows.
"Let's go take a look."
They dare to invite strangers over, and whether the other person is good or bad, they'll find out once they go and see for themselves.
With their current strength, they can go anywhere and make their way without fear.
Following the man's directions, they arrived at Building No. 2 and went through the iron gate in the corner.
Inside is a workshop with all sorts of large machines.
In one corner of the workshop, many quilts and mats were laid out on the ground, and about a dozen or twenty people were lying on them, either sleeping or chatting.
Noticing the sound of the door opening, their eyes all fell on the four people and the cat, their expressions a mixture of surprise and confusion.
Some people even exclaimed in amazement when they saw the enormous calico cat.