"Water, water, water! Give me water!" the man shouted at the person next to him.
Jiang Qingwan then spoke indifferently, "Stop shouting, the fire's already out."
It turned out that the flames went out automatically after burning off the man's hair and eyebrows, without causing any other injuries.
Jiang Qingwan's mastery of fire magic is at a god-like level.
The cowardly man pleaded, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry!! Please forgive me."
I don't know who he was yelling at, but he slammed the window shut and the curtains closed with a whoosh.
He went back inside and became a coward.
Jiang Qingwan never intended to kill him; she only intended to give him a minor punishment as a warning, and then let him go.
After this farce ended.
Jiang Qingwan also locked the windows, closed the curtains, and carefully blocked the way with the cabinet.
It seems that the situation outside is alright.
No robberies have occurred inside the residential area.
Jiang Qingwan pondered what to do next.
In the previous apocalypse, there were only a few well-known bases. I visited two of them, and they were pretty much the same.
Clearly, those with superpowers are respected, while ordinary people in the base rely on labor to earn meager points to maintain their income.
There are also different factions within the base, all secretly trying to skim profits for themselves, and the superhumans have also had a lot of things taken from them.
In short, it's a matter of just getting by, and there's no place worth settling down in long-term.
After a while, let's move closer to the center and see what the largest base in the previous life, the Youlong Base, is really like.
After a brief moment of thought, Jiang Qingwan returned to her spatial cultivation space.
Drinking the spring water can strengthen the body and eliminate impurities.
Then meditate and cultivate your spiritual senses, repeatedly absorbing spiritual energy to broaden your meridians and improve your cultivation.
Now there's another course: sword practice.
As usual, Jiang Qingwan walked to the bookshelf, followed the instructions, and mastered the corresponding sword technique.
Simply lifting the gold sword is easy, but using it in conjunction with spiritual energy is extremely difficult.
The Golden Sword was stuck in the ground, its golden light radiating outwards and shimmering.
Jiang Qingwan grasped it in her hand effortlessly, like pulling up a radish.
A pale, white wrist, slender fingers, and this gleaming golden sword.
Behind them were towering, verdant mountains shrouded in mist, and beneath their feet lay a seamless expanse of muddy ground covered in grass.
Goddess, nothing special.
However, once Jiang Qingwan circulated her spiritual power, all the goddess-like appearances vanished.
Jiang Qingwan channeled the spiritual energy within her body into the Golden Radiance Sword.
Jin Yaojian seemed to have encountered fine wine, and became completely drunk, pulling Jiang Qingwan forward with an irresistible force.
It's completely out of control.
Extremely fast.
Jiang Qingwan's hair was blown all the way forward by the high-speed wind, covering her face.
The sudden turn of events left Jiang Qingwan with her eyes tightly shut, her brows furrowed, looking utterly disheveled.
After being dragged by the sword and forced to run for dozens of meters, it finally stopped.
Jiang Qingwan looked back and, good heavens, was dozens of meters away from the wooden house.
If you practiced swordsmanship outside, you'd probably just crash into a wall.
However, it's also possible that it wasn't a collision with the wall, but rather the wall being forcefully cleaved open by the Golden Radiance Sword.
Then the debris from the collapsed building surrounded him.
None of them ended well.
Jiang Qingwan sighed, gazing at the mountain so close at hand, still feeling lingering fear.
It took me a while to calm down.
No one would want to experience that feeling of being out of control a second time.
This time, Jiang Qingwan behaved herself, slowly channeling the spiritual energy within her body and tentatively transferring just a tiny bit.
The golden sword vibrated in response, but made no other move. One could even sense its dissatisfaction: the spiritual energy was far too little.
Jiang Qingwan gradually increased the flow of spiritual energy, trying to find a balance between the spiritual energy and the Golden Radiance Sword.
Finally, through continuous trial and error, Jiang Qingwan was able to smoothly control the Golden Radiance Sword with her spiritual power.
Jiang Qingwan twirled her sword, her movements agile and swift, stirring up a gentle breeze in the mountain stream.
Each move is elegant but lacks offensive power.
They only learned the basics superficially, possessing the form but not the true meaning.
However, this is already a significant improvement, allowing for perfect control over the direction of the Golden Sword.
Jiang Qingwan endured the tedium and practiced for a long time before finally emerging from the space.
Looking at the time on my phone, it's been two days and two nights, and the signal is still full.
The internet connection was not lost.
The residents of the community are no longer waiting at home to live off their savings; they have started calling on everyone in the group chat to go out and collect supplies.
Jiang Qingwan felt there was no need for her to go out; the house had everything she needed.
However, I also feel that being in a safe environment all the time can make people lose their keen sixth sense and sufficient judgment.
With my current strength, I should be able to easily defeat any zombie. I might as well collect some crystal cores to play with.
Jiang Qingwan chimed in the group chat, "Sign up, I want to go too."
The administrator replied, "Received. Meet at the community gate at 10 a.m. tomorrow."
Jiang Qingwan took out a barbecue grill and frozen lamb skewers from her spatial storage and slowly grilled them at home using fire magic.
The lamb skewers sizzle and release oil as they turn from grayish-white to golden yellow, exuding the unique aroma of spicy scallions and lamb. Sprinkled with black pepper, they become incredibly appetizing.
Jiang Qingwan grilled the skewers for about half an hour, ate about ten herself, and put the rest into her spatial storage.
The room was filled with a wonderful fragrance, which probably wafted out into the hallway.
By the time Jiang Qingwan realized it, it was too late.
Oh well, it's the apocalypse anyway, and it's one floor per building, so other people probably can't tell which floor the smell is coming from. I'm still strong enough.
Be more careful next time.
Jiang Qingwan nestled on the sofa, looking at the date on her phone's calendar.
Tomorrow will be the last day we have internet, electricity, and water.
Mutant rats will emerge from every corner of the city, destroying underground facilities and plunging the city into complete paralysis.
"Bang bang bang—"
A faint knock came from the living room door.
Jiang Qingwan looked at the cat's eye.
She was a girl with a pale face, round eyes, and long, smooth black hair draped over her chest, who looked delicate and harmless.
Jiang Qingwan dared not underestimate anyone.
Everyone understands the principle of "pretending to be weak to catch a tiger".
Jiang Qingwan closed the peephole cover, pretending that no one was home, and ignored it.
The girl outside the door spoke up: "I know you're home, there are people home. I'm your downstairs neighbor, I heard you making noises on the floor."
"So what?" Jiang Qingwan simply stopped pretending and asked directly.
"I smelled lamb skewers downstairs, and I thought I'd try my luck. It must be yours! I'm so hungry. I'll definitely return the supplies to you tomorrow! Could you give me something to eat today?" the girl pleaded.
"Are you all alone at home? Why were you sent out to beg for food from the neighbors?" Jiang Qingwan ignored the previous question and threw out a new one.
"I'm all alone. I mustered up all the courage to come out. I'm so hungry, I haven't eaten for two or three days," the girl said softly.
"Then if I open the door, would you dare to come in?" Jiang Qingwan replied.
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