Chapter 243 What a wishful thinker!

The once pure and beautiful memories slowly faded from Yang Wen's mind.

She asked, "So, you opened the defenses downstairs, let the zombies in, and left us here permanently?"

She knew Li Changrui wouldn't let them go easily, and might try to trip them up, but she never expected him to be so ruthless as to let zombies in, causing them all to die here.

Hundreds of lives, and he thinks they're so worthless.

Yang Wen no longer recognizes Li Changrui; he's as cold-blooded as a demon.

Li Changrui only repeated one sentence, "You brought this on yourself, it's all your own fault."

He turned and went upstairs, unable to bear looking at the increasing amount of bright red blood beneath Yang Wen.

The stench of blood permeated the air, and the horde of zombies just a door away, upon smelling it, went even more frenzied, frantically ramming the door.

The newly reinforced metal door is now in a precarious state.

Yang Wen lay on the ground, and the moment she moved, the pain from her wounds almost tore her apart.

She looked at the swaying door, sighed softly, and thought, "Am I going to die? I feel a little unwilling."

Since the apocalypse, I have repeatedly brushed shoulders with danger and persevered until now, just becoming a level five ability user. I never expected to die at the hands of the person I once trusted most.

She still owes someone two thousand crystal cores, and she'll never be able to pay them back in this lifetime.

Even if he didn't die in the mouth of a zombie, with such severe injuries, he was destined not to survive in this environment.

Yang Wen closed her eyes and silently awaited death.

The metal door was slammed open with a loud bang, the violent sound sending shivers down her spine and making her tremble uncontrollably.

She was still scared; the zombies biting and tearing at her must have hurt terribly.

But instead of feeling her flesh being devoured, she heard a calm question, "What are you doing? Lying on the ground waiting to die?"

Yang Wen quickly opened her eyes and saw a pretty face looking down at her, with a ponytail hanging down from the side of her face and a calm expression.

Yang Wen grinned, "I'm afraid I can't repay the crystal cores I owe you. I'll repay you in the next life."

Meng Shiwan scoffed, "Trying to renege on your debt? You're dreaming. You want to die before you return my crystal cores? Don't even think about it."

She crouched down, put her arm around Yang Wen's shoulder, and helped her up.

Yang Wen screamed in pain, "It hurts, it hurts... I feel like I'm going to die... Ah!!!"

Her scream echoed throughout the entire building, sending chills down the spines of everyone who heard it.

With that scream, Meng Shiwan swiftly pulled the watermelon knife from her body, blood spurting out.

At the same time, Meng Shiwan's healing ability entered her body, and the green energy fluctuations quickly repaired her wounds.

Yang Wen felt a tingling sensation in her abdomen, and the pain quickly subsided. She touched her abdomen in confusion, but it was flat and there was no wound there.

She sat on the ground and quickly lifted her clothes to look. Apart from the blood on her skin, there wasn't even a scar on her abdomen.

Yang Wen was incredulous. She touched her abdomen and then her lower back; everything was intact, with no wounds.

"I'm healed? What about my injuries? A wound that runs through my body has healed just like that? Am I dreaming?"

This scene was too bizarre for her; she was just lying there waiting to die, and the next moment all the wounds on her body were gone.

She looked at Meng Shiwan with a strange expression. "You saved me? Your superpower can heal injuries? That's amazing."

Meng Shiwan stood up, released a ball of water to wash away the bloodstains on her body, and said calmly, "If I still see that stinky man alive, you are wasting my time and my superpowers."

Upon hearing this, Yang Wen quickly got up from the ground. "I understand. I'll go find him and settle the score right now."

She stormed upstairs to find that bastard.

Meng Shiwan shrugged, went downstairs, and went to find her RV.

She saw the distress signal and got up to find the first floor surrounded by zombies. She didn't even have time to drive her car. She covered herself in the new metal and rushed over.

After eliminating the zombies and resealing the breach on the first floor, they went up to the second floor and saw Yang Wen lying on the ground, half-dead.

Now she needs to go back to the RV and kill some more zombies; things here should be mostly sorted out by then.

At this moment, Li Changrui ran uphill, ignoring the panicked survivors. If anyone blocked his way, he would reach out and push them aside.

He caused many people to tumble down the stairs and fall badly, but he didn't even glance at them and just kept rushing forward.

Just as they caught up with Red Hair and his retreating group on the tenth floor, before they could say anything, a shrill scream came from below, echoing through the stairwell until it gradually disappeared.

Li Changrui plopped down on the stairs, muttering to himself, "She's dead, she's dead."

The red-haired man asked, "What happened down there? I think I heard someone say that zombies have come in, and there were a lot of screams. That scream just now sounded so much like Yang Wen's. Who are you saying died?"

Li Changrui covered his face, unsure whether to cry or laugh. "Yang Wen is dead. She's dead. It was all her own fault. If she hadn't insisted on leaving, how could she have died? Good riddance. Now that she's dead, she can rest in peace. No one will ever say she left again."

Several superhumans and other survivors looked at each other, somewhat confused by his words.

"Yang Wen drank the ability enhancement fluid and is now a level five ability user, right? How could she die so easily?"

"How did the zombies get in here? With Yang Wen's current strength, even if she fought the zombies head-on, she shouldn't die in the zombie horde."

What exactly did you just do?

"If the zombies come up, it's not safe for us to stay here. We need to find a place to hide."

Li Changrui covered his face, laughing and crying at the same time, without saying a word, making the others standing by anxiously and panicking.

Just then, the sound of footsteps began, growing ever closer with each steady sound, causing everyone's hearts to tighten.

"Are the zombies coming up?"

"There can't be only one set of footsteps from a zombie; it's likely a survivor from below."

The red-haired man frowned. "There was only one person, a person with steady steps. If he were a survivor, he shouldn't be scrambling around like that. He couldn't be so calm."

He was about to crane his neck to look down when footsteps approached, and Yang Wen emerged from around the corner.

The red-haired man breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that it was a person. "Yang Wen, it's you! Brother Rui kept saying you were dead. What happened? Why does Brother Rui seem so strange?"

Yang Wen stopped and looked at the man sitting on the stairs, covering his face with his hands and crying. Her eyes were filled with coldness.

Upon hearing the red-haired man's words, Li Changrui's crying stopped abruptly. He angrily retorted, "I already said Yang Wen is dead! Who are you talking to?"

He looked up and saw Yang Wen standing perfectly fine in front of him. He was so frightened that he shrank back two meters, hiding against the wall, his face full of terror. "You, are you a human or a ghost?"