Anyone could hear the sarcasm in their voice.
Jiang Ling was extremely embarrassed, her face turning ashen with anger. As the deputy city lord of Zhusha City, she had always been a favorite of Zhang Hao, but she had never been treated like this before.
But the situation was beyond her control, so no matter how unwilling she was, she had to endure it, and no matter how embarrassing it was, she had to bear it.
She held back for a long time before forcing a smile and asking them in a very polite manner, "Where is your city lord? I have important business with him."
"Hey, you're not actually trying to ask us for help, are you?"
These words immediately drew rebuttals from many people nearby.
"How is that possible? With such a large city like Cinnabar City and so many people, how could they not even be able to handle a few mutated plants and need our help?"
"Exactly! We can't underestimate Vermilion City. After all, it's a major city that governs the entire south. Their city guard has tons of superhumans. Oh well, let's not worry about it. Let's go."
The group set up an obstacle course as they talked and then left.
Jiang Ling stepped forward and grabbed the person, using a bit too much force, which made the person glare at her fiercely.
She forced a smile and said, "Young man, please do us a favor. We really have something urgent to discuss with your city lord."
"Then beg me! When you ask someone for a favor, you have to have the right attitude!"
The people around chimed in, "That's right, that's right. Looking at this big fuss, anyone who didn't know better would think you were out fighting."
Jiang Ling immediately glared at the people behind her and scolded, "All of you, behave yourselves and behave yourselves."
But she didn't let go of the person's hand: "Can you inform them now?"
Those men were naturally unhappy and wanted to take the opportunity to make things difficult for him, but then they saw that she suddenly had a gun in her hand, which she pressed against his waist.
"Fuck you! You stinky...!"
"What are you doing?"
Cheng Zhen appeared at the opportune moment, interrupting their exchange. His sharp eyes fixed on the gun in Jiang Ling's hand, and he curled the corner of his mouth in a smirk:
"Let's talk this out, Deputy City Lord Jiang. Do you want to see bloodshed on my turf?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Yu Fen and the others who had come over immediately pointed their guns at them, and another group of men ran out from inside the city and surrounded them.
Jiang Ling glanced around behind him, but didn't see Jiang Wan coming over. She was slightly disappointed, but she was still unwilling to give up. There were so many people in the city waiting for him to rescue them. She couldn't desert her post and give up so easily.
So, despite facing Cheng Zhen's cold stare and the sarcastic remarks of his soldiers, she could only suppress all her emotions and plead with him:
"Could we talk further?"
Cheng Zhen smiled and refused directly: "Is there anything I can't say in front of all my brothers?"
"We hope that the city lord will send troops to support us, considering that we took you in back then."
A sudden murmur arose from all around.
Cheng Zhen swept his gaze across the room, and his imposing aura silenced everyone. However, this did not prevent them from showing mockery and sarcasm, all wanting to gather around and watch the spectacle.
Jiang Ling brazenly blurted it out, seemingly unconcerned: "The plants in our forest farm have all mutated. I've come to Longxiang City on the orders of Lord Zhang to request assistance."
Cheng Zhen calmly asked, "That serious?"
"How could the plants in the forest mutate?"
"Where are your city's guards? Before the apocalypse, the entire Southwest Military Region was under your control. Now, there are at least several thousand, if not tens of thousands, of superhumans. With so many people, you can't even handle some mutated plants?"
With each of the three questions, Jiang Ling's expression worsened. After a moment of hesitation, she could only manage a simple sentence: "The situation is really critical."
Cheng Zhen fell silent, looking at her with a half-smile.
Seeing that no one was going to help, Jiang Ling became anxious: "You are also the lord of a city. You can't just stand by and watch these innocent people die at the hands of mutated plants."
“But you’re not being honest; I suspect this is a trap.”
Cheng Zhen didn't consider himself a good person, and he certainly wouldn't risk the lives of his brothers.
How could he tell? He felt that the commotion in Vermilion City was a trap set specifically for them.
Please step into the urn.
When his men enter Zhusha City, won't they be able to do whatever they want?
Jiang Ling was surprised that he didn't believe her. After thinking for a moment, she suggested, "Why don't you come in with me and see what's going on? Then you'll know that I'm definitely not lying to you."
Cheng Zhen shook his head.
Yu Fen immediately shouted, "Are you treating us like fools? What if this is a trap set up in the city specifically to target our boss?"
Jiang Ling, feeling utterly helpless, suddenly had a bright idea and said, "Can't you open the portal between time and space? Then you can take a look."
Actually, there was no need to look at it at all. Cheng Zhen knew that the plants in Vermilion City had all mutated, but the reason was very strange, so he didn't dare to believe them easily. He simply asked, "What's the reason?"
Seeing Jiang Ling's troubled expression, he paused for a moment and said, "It's alright if you don't want to say anything. Go back. Your inner city affairs are your own business. We are few in number and weak in strength. We are sorry that we are powerless to help."
He wasn't wrong. There weren't many superhumans in Xiangcheng to begin with. Long Wanzhi had a lot of superhumans under his command, but a large portion of them were spatial superhumans and didn't have much combat ability.
Therefore, the combined number of superhumans capable of fighting on both sides did not exceed 10,000.
After the apocalypse of oxygen deprivation, dangers will only increase, and he cannot afford to gamble with everyone's lives.
Within the city of Zhusha, separated by a wall, cries of anguish filled the air, the screams of the elderly, women, and children rising and falling, as if men were rising up in resistance, with gunfire and artillery fire ringing out incessantly.
Every moment Jiang Ling listened was torture. She stammered out the truth: "The plants really have all mutated."
While speaking, he observed Cheng Zhen's reaction. Seeing that it didn't seem to believe him, he closed his eyes, steeled his heart, and said directly:
"We... in order to improve air quality, and to make the most efficient use of Ω, so... so to some extent, we've suppressed... the respiration of plants..."
A moment of silence fell over the surroundings; it seemed no one understood what she was saying.
A moment later, Cheng Zhen raised his voice incredulously: "Did you suppress it to some extent, or did you suppress the respiration of all the plants?"
As we all know, in addition to photosynthesis, plants also respire. Photosynthesis produces oxygen, and respiration absorbs oxygen and releases carbon dioxide.
The so-called respiratory inhibition is to prevent them from absorbing oxygen and exhaling carbon dioxide.
This is like holding someone's breath off; what else could it be but driving them to their death?
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