Chapter 91
The pale-faced boy in front of him had repeatedly incited reactionary remarks in the city. Even without today's incident, he would not have allowed this person to continue staying in his Sunrise Sanctuary City.
His words were utterly merciless, and many people around him burst out laughing.
"You!" Xu Mu gritted his teeth.
That's inhuman! Since that's the case, then he'll take these ordinary people and leave!
He's a transmigrator!
Before leaving, Xu Mu confidently declared that he knew where the supplies were and where the powerful but currently ordinary superhumans were. He then departed with a group of ordinary people he was on good terms with.
Jiang Zhizhi raised an eyebrow slightly as he pondered the abundant supplies in the warehouse.
He was also worried about how to get rid of those idiots who kept saying things like "the capable should do more" and "those with superpowers should protect ordinary people like them."
Now it's finally quiet.
Besides, Zhongzhou isn't that big; he doesn't believe he can't find Junior Sister Ji, unless...
Thinking of this, the gentle aura around him instantly transformed into a tangible, cold blade, startling Chen Ze, who hadn't followed Xu Mu, into hesitating.
But only for a moment, and Jiang Zhizhi turned his head to stare at him, "Aren't you going with him?"
Chen Ze was momentarily embarrassed and didn't want to say that he thought Xu Mu's behavior was like that of a slut, so he could only carefully choose his words and say:
“I don’t think Xu Mu is that kind of person… After this trip, he inexplicably left alone for a while, and when he came back, he was like this. I’m worried that he might have encountered that woman with special abilities?”
"That kind of superhuman who can command everyone's obedience with a single word?" Jiang Zhizhi narrowed his eyes, his sharp gaze like a dagger piercing through Chen Ze's previously hidden and unspoken thoughts.
"Hmm... She rescued Miss Wen half a year ago, but then she disappeared without a trace..."
“Wen Ya?” Jiang Zhizhi answered instinctively. He was always familiar with the people around Ling Wu.
"Yes! It was Wen Ya, Ji Xiaohua's roommate. If it weren't for you, Senior Jiang, we probably would have ended up fighting each other to death in that warehouse."
It was pitch black, and although they knew there was a rescue coming from outside, no one dared to step out of the warehouse.
Under such oppressive conditions, no one could remain calm. Fortunately, Xu Mu said he had precognitive abilities and that someone would come to rescue them in a week, which gradually calmed the group down.
As it turned out, the group gradually began to respect Xu Mu, and those who followed Xu Mu were mostly the warehouse staff and their relatives and friends.
After Jiang Zhizhi figured it out, he had no time to worry about his concealment. His heart was filled with a mixture of tension and anticipation: "Did you see what that person looked like?"
Chen Ze shook his head. "I didn't see it, but the voice sounded like...very much like a god..." He scratched his head after he finished speaking, feeling a little embarrassed.
After all, it is indeed a bit strange for a college student of the new era and a staunch materialist to say such things about gods.
Jiang Zhizhi's expression remained unchanged, but his heart was filled with disappointment.
It wasn't Junior Sister Ji. Everyone in the school knew that Junior Sister Ji couldn't speak, but there was no one else who was so close to Wen Ya.
——
Zhongzhou Hotel
At this moment, the entire hotel and its surroundings are enveloped in Ling Wu's domain. The humans who were originally here have been forced to leave to find supplies and join human settlements for various reasons.
Those who did not escape became zombies.
Ling Wu didn't step in to save them. Zombies and superhumans will be the main creatures after this plane advances, and zombies will be able to regain their memories in the future, so there's nothing wrong with that.
It's just pitiful that ordinary people became victims of this catastrophe.
In just six months, under Wen Ya's control, the Zhongzhou Hotel and the nearby residences have become a zombie stronghold, and no one can easily set foot there even without Ling Wu's domain.
"Hehe?" Wenya pointed to the heart-shaped fried egg she had made for Lingwu.
"You can't eat it." Lingwu patted Wenya's head.
Zombies that eat human food will not only vomit but also experience other adverse reactions.
Wen Ya tucked a finger together. "Heh heh heh?" Just a little bit?
"Aya can eat it after the apocalypse ends."
Wenya tilted her head.
The end? The end of the apocalypse?
Lingwu didn't answer her question anymore, but stared at the blood-red sun in the dim yellow sky through the transparent glass.
She said softly, "Has Aya ever seen the Tyndall effect?"
When the Tyndall effect occurs, light takes on shape, becoming breathtakingly beautiful and endlessly wonderful.
Wenya couldn't understand it now, but that didn't stop her from unconditionally supporting every word Lingwu said!
"Heh heh? Heh heh!" effect? Aya wants to see it!
“Aya will see it, she will see it on the day the end of the world.”
Three months later
When Lan Hui woke up in the unfamiliar environment, she was momentarily confused, then she jumped up and leaned her back against the wall!
He held the ice needle in his hand, and the ever-increasing reserves of supernatural power, many times stronger than before, gave him a sense of peace.
He cautiously looked around. The room was clean and tidy, with even a bunch of blooming jasmine flowers in a vase, and the whole room was filled with a warm and sweet fragrance.
Lan Hui was slightly taken aback, somewhat unaware of what day it was.
He raised his hand to rub his eyes, still staring intently at the bouquet of jasmine flowers.
They even straightened their bodies, becoming more alert!
In this apocalyptic world, who would have the leisure to grow flowers?
As the door beeped, more and more ice needles gathered in Lan Hui's hand!
The door was slowly pushed open—
A glamorous woman in a red, tight-fitting dress gave him a standard smile.
But those bloodshot eyes were exceptionally piercing!
Zombies!?
In an instant, a thousand ice needles shot out from his hand, but they were turned into puddles of water amidst the electric current filling the air.
The red-skirted zombie was so powerful that before Lan Hui could even muster the will to resist, she was struck by lightning and collapsed!
Because of the ice that hadn't melted from her hand, Lan Hui was even more severely shocked by the electric shock.
In the end, all I could do was curse inwardly, "Damn it!"
The woman in the red dress walked slowly towards Lan Hui in high heels, just as Lan Hui closed her eyes and sighed, "My life is over."
The woman in the red dress first bowed slightly to him.
Then she shoved him onto her shoulder!
"..." Have zombies become so good at humiliating people these days?!
But as soon as Lan Hui stepped outside, her heart was filled with horror and helplessness.
Every two meters along the corridor stood a zombie with a normal face but blood-red eyes!
Did he sleep for a century? Can anyone tell him how zombies evolved to this extent?
The woman in the red dress walked with extreme allure, but as the elevator whirred, her hand trembled as she pressed the button for the top floor.
Lan Hui's heart skipped a beat when she realized this.
Could the thing that makes a zombie's hands tremble be the zombie king that all of humanity has been speculating about?
So, he's going to be sent to be eaten by the zombie king!?
Lan Hui swallowed hard. "Um, I can walk by myself..."
"Heh heh!" No way!
The woman in the red dress furrowed her delicate brows!
"..."
Lan Hui pursed her lips. "I don't understand."
But the woman in the red dress ignored him completely.
"Ding—" The elevator doors opened.
Lan Hui was carried out of the elevator, and as soon as they got out, the woman put Lan Hui down.
As Lan Hui's gaze grew increasingly confused...
The woman in the red dress finally fixed her hair in front of the mirror in the elevator, and then gave Lan Hui a questioning "Heh heh."
This time, Lan Hui understood what she meant, and nodded with a twitching at the corner of her mouth, "It looks pretty good."
The woman in the red dress tugged at her dress with a rather shy air.
Lan Hui, however, was numbly pondering how charming this zombie king must be to bewitch a zombie of this caliber into a lovesick girl who felt a sense of trepidation upon returning home.
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