The zombie horde is attacking again, and radicals, conservatives, and hedonists alike are all getting restless. If the base falls, what will their hard-won power mean?
Quan, who was obsessed with pleasure, finally showed up. He glanced at Dai Tao's corpse and looked at Min Hui with a gloomy expression.
"So it was you who killed my men?"
Song Ziming sneered: "So what if it is?"
"How dare you!" An ice spike flew rapidly toward Song Ziming, who shattered it with lightning.
Brother Quan sneered: "You do have some skill..."
"Fan Quan, what are you still doing there? Come over here." The leaders of both the radical and conservative factions stood on the city wall, their faces grim as they watched the horde of zombies surging towards them like a tidal wave.
Although Fan Quan is the leader of the hedonists, he was an ordinary person before the apocalypse. Therefore, even though he has strong superpowers, his overall strength is still inferior to that of the radicals and conservatives.
To maintain his low profile, he often helped the radicals and conservatives by doing things for them, such as taking the lead in dealing with zombie hordes.
Therefore, faced with the calls from those two, he had no choice but to temporarily abandon his attack on Song Ziming.
"Kid, you can't get away."
"Min Hui, what are you still standing there for?" The leader of the conservative faction frowned and scolded, seemingly very dissatisfied with Min Hui's indifferent attitude.
Min Hui sighed and lowered his head. Although he usually leaned towards the conservative side, he did not work for any particular faction. It was still a bit funny to be ordered around like this, especially since his team members had been arrested.
"It's no use. Do you know why this zombie horde came so quickly? It's because this zombie horde is being controlled by someone."
"Min Hui, what nonsense are you talking about?"
"I'm saying, instead of thinking about how to get through this zombie horde, you should think about who you offended and who caused this zombie horde."
"You're not trying to say it's because of you, are you?" Fan Quan sneered. "Who do you think you are?"
"Just wait and see."
"They've stopped!" someone exclaimed. "The zombies have stopped!"
"What happened?"
"Could these zombies really be controlled by someone? Who is it? Has a zombie king appeared?"
"I think it's Brother Quan. You guys forgot, Brother Quan has psychic abilities. He used his psychic abilities to control zombies before, and he did it again. After Brother Quan arrived, these zombies really stopped."
"Brother Quan is awesome! Brother Quan, you are our god!"
Both radicals and conservatives looked at Fan Quan, who was very embarrassed because he knew very well that the zombies had stopped not because of him.
“Him?” Min Hui scoffed. “If he really had that ability, wouldn’t the entire base be under his command?”
Indeed, everyone turned their heads, but if it wasn't him, then who was it?
"Min Hui, do you know who it is?"
"Of course, this crisis can be resolved as long as Fan Quan is handed over."
"You're talking nonsense!" Fan Quan roared in fury. "I'll take care of you right now."
"Fan Quan, don't be impulsive. Listen to what Min Hui has to say first. After all, he's the one who brought back the corpse of that level-five mutated tiger."
“You have a good eye.” Min Hui looked at Song Xia. “If Fan Quan hadn’t insisted on harming his daughter, Ms. Song wouldn’t have barged in.”
"You mean the one who killed the level 5 mutated tiger was a woman? And the one who caused this zombie horde was also a woman? Ha, are you kidding me?" Fan Quan sneered.
Min Hui retorted sarcastically, "Even someone like you can act arrogantly after the apocalypse, so why can't women have great power?"
"you……"
"Alright." The conservatives weren't as brainless as Fan Quan. Instead, they tentatively said, "It's not easy for anyone to live in this apocalypse. Every superhuman is the hope for humanity's future. Ms. Song, Fan Quan acted impulsively. He was wrong. Let's have him apologize to you. Can you please let these zombies retreat first?"
Everyone stared at Song Xia, wanting to see if she was really the one who could command zombies.
“He’s dead.” Song Xia pointed at Fan Quan, her attitude unyielding.
Then he pointed at Min Hui and said, "Release his men."
Min Hui's lips moved slightly. He hadn't expected that Song Xia would still be thinking about them, his brothers, at a time like this.
He made a decision in his heart: no matter what happens in the future, he will follow Song Xia.
The conservatives and radicals discussed it and then gave their answer: "We can release Min Hui's people, but Fan Quan is very important to the base."
Fan Quan raised his head. He had never worried about this. He was currently the person with the highest superpower in the base. How could he be abandoned because of a woman's words? Besides, who had the ability to abandon him?
"You'll regret this," Min Hui sighed and shook his head.
Fan Quan had long disliked him, so he directly used his superpower on him. Large swathes of ice spikes suddenly appeared around Min Hui. If he hadn't possessed fire-type superpowers and had a keen sense of danger, he might have been successfully ambushed.
Song Zian was startled, his face turning pale.
Song Xia was enraged and let out a long howl, causing the zombie horde to surge again.
She suddenly leaped up and threw a punch at Fan Quan.
"careful!"
Although he couldn't discern any special abilities in Song Xia, Fan Quan felt the first danger since the apocalypse. He hadn't been this nervous even during the last zombie horde.
With so many people watching, Fan Quan certainly couldn't escape, so he unleashed his strongest attack.
However, Song Xia withstood both his psychic and ice-based abilities and quickly returned to his presence.
Fan Quan's hair stood on end. He twisted his body, flipped off the city wall, and fell towards the zombie horde.
The onlookers gasped in surprise, and Song Xia followed after them.
Next, they finally confirmed that Song Xia was indeed the one who could summon a zombie horde, because ordinary zombies ignored her, slightly higher-level zombies would bow down to her, and Fan Quan, who was said to be able to control zombies with his psychic abilities, was almost caught by zombies several times.
“We’ll hand over Fan Quan. Min Hui, you tell Ms. Song to let the zombie horde recede.”
Radicals and conservatives cried out in alarm, saying they were scared and finally agreed to the previous negotiations, but it was too late.
Min Hui shook his head. Now that Fan Quan is clearly facing a dead end, he has no value in negotiating anymore. Who would still want to talk to you?
He now has some expectations, hoping that Song Xia can change the structure of the base this time. Although the leaders at the top are vying for power, there are still many areas worth developing in the base, such as medical research, vegetable and fruit cultivation, and breeding of mutant animals, which are all hopes for future development.
He also knew that Song Xia was not good at managing the base, but as long as he could deter these people and restore order to the base, giving ordinary people a chance to breathe, that would be enough. Hope is what motivates people, isn't it?
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