Chapter 167 The Original Female Lead Who Was Used as Cannon Fodder 17
"No need," Ruan Yunzhen waved her hand. "Let's spare her life."
In this world fraught with danger and devastation, death may be a relief, while living is the true torment.
Li Suqin was just an ordinary person, someone who had lived in a greenhouse for nearly a year and had not experienced the collapse of the world.
Ruan Yunzhen admitted that she was not a kind-hearted person and was also petty.
Originally, she intended to give the pistol to the other party as a form of protection, thus fulfilling the friendship between the two.
Among ordinary people, a pistol is a great deterrent, and if used properly, Li Suqin could protect herself.
But since she doesn't recognize herself and uses "taking care" to hold her hostage, then let her experience what it's like to struggle for survival in despair.
Lin Wuque clearly understood Ruan Yunzhen's meaning; his heart pounded, and a feeling of pleasure surged through him.
As expected of the master he acknowledges, even his punishments are so elegant and charming, much better than those high-sounding types.
Lin Wuque stared at Ruan Yunzhen, his eyes surging with an infatuation that was deeper than possessiveness.
It wasn't because of her stunning beauty, but because of the darkness that bloomed from the depths of her soul.
So pure, so beautiful.
He chuckled softly, his fingertips twitching involuntarily at his sides with an air of unwavering restraint.
Ruan Yunzhen said, "Let's go."
Li Suqin could naturally imagine what kind of end she would suffer, and immediately made a request. Just as she opened her mouth, a wisp of black mist enveloped her head.
Li Suqin's body stiffened, and her reason finally returned. She remembered her past fears and dared not say anything more.
After doing all this, Lin Wuque didn't move. Instead, he stretched out the hand that had been gripping Li Suqin's neck to Ruan Yunzhen: "Yunzhen, my hand is dirty."
Lin Wuque's skin was very white, with an almost sickly hue. His fingers were long and slender with distinct knuckles, and the skin on his palms was also very delicate, appearing completely white at this moment.
Ruan Yunzhen sneered: "Dirty?"
Lin Wuque nodded vigorously and said shamelessly, "Yes, it's dirty. Yunzhen, wipe it for me."
Ruan Yunzhen tapped the bottom of the car door with her toes. "Put it here, I'll wipe it for you."
Lin Wuque immediately squatted down and happily placed his hand on it.
"Yunzhen, I've put it away."
Ruan Yunzhen raised her foot and stomped on the pale hand without any mercy, grinding it forcefully from side to side.
The rough texture of the shoe soles was deeply imprinted on his skin, and Lin Wuque heard a faint cracking sound from his finger bones, feeling a shiver run up his spine.
When he moved it away, a hideous red mark appeared on the back of his hand, stained with many tiny pebbles, as if it had been tattooed onto his skin.
"Is it clean now?"
Ruan Yunzhen looked down at Lin Wuque with an air of boundless majesty.
Lin Wuque stared at the red mark with fascination, vaguely feeling that it was a sacred mark bestowed upon him by his master.
He looked up, his gaze climbing up the girl's slender ankles.
Backlit, Ruan Yunzhen resembled a judgmental deity, and he was willing to be her most humble believer.
"Owner……"
"Not enough, Master, not enough..."
Lin Wuque's pupils dilated, his breathing became increasingly rapid, his voice became hoarse with excitement, and his hand with distinct knuckles reached back to her feet, like a sacrificial lamb exposing its most vulnerable neck.
He wished his master would just break his bones, so that the pain would be etched into his very marrow forever.
"Smack—"
Ruan Yunzhen slapped him across the face.
"Shut up and get back to your car!"
This lunatic is constantly having fits of madness.
A bright red finger mark immediately appeared on Lin Wuque's pale cheek.
He stuck out his tongue and licked the corner of his mouth, a hint of dissatisfaction still lingering in his eyes, but he didn't ask for more.
In less than a day, he had found Ruan Yunzhen's bottom line and learned when to stop.
"Yes, my master."
Lin Wuque got up, returned to the driver's seat, quickly started the car, and drove away.
Neither of them paid any attention to Li Suqin, who was still kneeling on the spot. However, before leaving, Ruan Yunzhen had 001 leave a mark on Li Suqin.
If the other party is just an ordinary person, that's fine. But if they awaken superpowers, she will definitely nip it in the bud and not give them the slightest chance to threaten her.
Her indulgence of Li Suqin was based solely on her absolute advantage.
Unbeknownst to Ruan Yunzhen, the moment the car started, a wisp of black smoke drifted out from inside the car and wrapped around Li Suqin.
The wisp of black mist was very faint and light, and Li Suqin did not notice it.
...
Thanks to the survivors who had previously escaped, the damaged vehicles on the road were pushed to the sides. Occasionally, one vehicle would be thrown aside by Lin Wuque using his Black Annihilation technique, without being dissolved.
Lin Wuque was proud but not arrogant. The zombies in Rufeng City were no match for him, but he was far away from Rufeng City and did not know about other places, so there was no guarantee that there would be zombies that had evolved to a higher level.
Therefore, he must preserve his strength to protect Ruan Yunzhen.
Far from Rufeng City, the scenery along the way became even more desolate, with not a trace of greenery on either side.
The land was permeated with the stench of death, and the cracked soil was mixed with dark brown bloodstains, proof of the joint decay after the battle between humans and zombies.
Normal plants cannot survive in such an environment; those that do survive have undergone unknown mutations.
The branches and trunks were covered with tumor-like protrusions, the leaves were a sickly purplish-black, and thick, dark green sap flowed from the veins.
Occasionally, a breeze would sweep by, carrying not the fresh scent of grass and trees, but a pungent stench mixed with the stench of corpses and humus.
At the same time, the fragrance of the living spread far and wide with the breeze.
The zombie, which had been wandering aimlessly, suddenly stopped, abruptly turned its head, and then ran quickly toward the direction of the human scent.
Looking at the surging zombies, Lin Wuque frowned: "Annoying."
A wisp of black mist shot out like a venomous snake, meandering through the air and sweeping across the horde of zombies like a scythe, instantly melting away the heads of the zombies wherever it passed.
The headless bodies continued to run mechanically, driven by inertia, their rotting hands still scratching forward until they staggered a few steps before collapsing to the ground with a thud. The black blood spurting from their necks drew eerie radial patterns on the scorched earth, like blooming flowers of death.
Ruan Yunzhen rolled down the car window, and the stench instantly filled the car.
“Lin Wuque”.
Lin Wuque understood, and a wisp of white bamboo enveloped Ruan Yunzhen's mouth and nose, shutting out all the smells.
Ruan Yunzhen then picked up her gun and fired.
She has many guns and ammunition in her space, but her marksmanship is not very good, so she can take this opportunity to practice.
Seeing this, Lin Wuque deliberately left some zombies behind for her to practice with.
Low-level zombies can be taken down with a single burst of bullets, but as they evolve, their bodies become impervious to blades and bullets, and they become much more agile, even able to dodge bullets.
Even if you can't dodge it, if it hits your forehead, it will only leave a white mark.
Ruan Yunzhen clicked her tongue, tossed the empty pistol back into her spatial dimension, and with a flick of her slender fingers, pulled out a sniper rifle from the void.
"Bang--"
The bullet struck a level 3 zombie in the forehead, the powerful impact knocking it back three steps, but leaving only a slight dent in its hardened skin.
The zombie shook its head and then pounced again.
Ruan Yunzhen fired several more shots before finally breaking through its defenses and sending it to its death.
Seeing this, Lin Wuque took the initiative to use Black Annihilation to encircle some level two or three zombies and assist Ruan Yunzhen in her practice.
As for higher-level weapons, they cannot be countered by simple firearms.
Fortunately, most of the zombies roaming in the wild were level 1-4, which Lin Wuque could handle with ease. While driving, he could also spare some time to give Ruan Yunzhen some pointers.
Ruan Yunzhen's marksmanship was honed in the training hall in her previous life, with more showmanship than skill. However, with actual combat experience, her marksmanship has improved significantly.
Ruan Yunzhen finally stopped after she had rotated through all the readily available firearms in the space.
This body had been lying there for too long and was too weak. She hadn't used her energy to significantly improve it. After this attack, her fingertips trembled, fine beads of sweat appeared on her fair neck, and her damp hair clung to her temples. Her fingertips twitched slightly from exhaustion.
Her breathing was also slightly rapid, and her chest rose and fell with her panting, which further accentuated the slenderness of her waist, as if it would break at the slightest exertion.
This fragile and vulnerable state contrasted sharply with the fierce and decisive manner he had displayed during the killing, creating a chillingly incongruous beauty.
Seeing this scene, Lin Wuque's eyes grew even deeper, and his blood boiled.
"Owner……"
His voice was hoarse beyond recognition, and his fingertips uncontrollably touched her trembling wrist, where red marks from the recoil of the gun still remained.
The white worm spontaneously wrapped around her slender wrist, both healing her and greedily savoring this rare vulnerability.
Ruan Yunzhen glanced out of the corner of her eye and met Lin Wuque's deep, unfathomable gaze, in which the surging infatuation and madness were almost tangible.
She was all too familiar with that look; whenever this madman made that face, nothing good ever came of it.
"Smack—"
A sharp slap landed mercilessly on his pale cheek, the force of which jolted his bloodshot eyes back to reality.
Lin Wuque gently pressed the tip of his tongue against his numb cheek, savoring the faint taste of blood.
"Drive carefully."
"Yes, Master."
Lin Wuque obediently turned around and looked ahead. The black gloom surged, about to annihilate all the zombies that were trapped inside.
"Wait a minute," Ruan Yunzhen quickly called out.
Lin Wuque stopped in his tracks. "Yun Zhen?"
Ruan Yunzhen ignored him and instead mobilized her strength to attack a few scattered level 4 zombies in the horde.
She discovered that level 4 zombies had transcended the realm of mere undead and possessed a rudimentary form of intelligence.
With wisdom comes one's own thoughts, which in turn breed endless desires, which should then be used to one's advantage.
Ruan Yunzhen's abilities have long surpassed simple manipulation of lust; she can connect with a wide range of emotions, reflecting the most secret desires in the hearts of all beings, and arbitrarily distorting, reshaping, and even annihilating all emotions and reason.
However, this energy is relatively weak, and its effect on those with strong will will be greatly reduced, but for zombies whose consciousness is still weak, it is a fatal blow that is like a reduction in dimensionality.
With just a flick of her finger, the fierce glint in the eyes of several level 4 zombies vanished instantly, turning them into her most loyal puppets.
Seeing this, Ruan Yunzhen felt relieved.
Thus, even without awakening any special abilities, she was able to protect herself, and Lin Wuque's importance to her immediately decreased significantly.
The zombies were too low-level, and Ruan Yunzhen had no intention of keeping them. She immediately manipulated them to attack the remaining zombies.
"squeak--"
A screeching sound of brakes rang out suddenly, and the tires left two menacing marks on the charred asphalt road.
The sudden inertia caused Ruan Yunzhen's body to lean forward abruptly, her long black hair billowing up like a waterfall. Just as she was about to hit the windshield, she managed to steady herself by bracing herself against the seat with one hand.
Before Ruan Yunzhen could speak, Lin Wuque suddenly lunged forward, his eyes filled with twisted madness and possessiveness, his hoarse voice carrying a chilling undercurrent.
"Yun Zhen, you only need to control me, how can you control these filthy things?"
The black apocalypse swiftly swept upwards, melting away all the zombies in sight.
A gentle breeze swept by, stirring up clouds of black ash.
"This rotting garbage doesn't even deserve a second glance from you!"
Ruan Yunzhen frowned, finding it increasingly difficult to tolerate Lin Wuque.
She could tolerate his erratic behavior, but she couldn't accept his erratic behavior anytime, anywhere, where he couldn't distinguish right from wrong and would argue unreasonably.
Ruan Yunzhen stared coldly at Lin Wuque, her fingertips pinching his chin.
"It seems I've been too lenient with you."
Before she finished speaking, she suddenly placed her other hand on his chest, her palm glowing pink.
This time, she no longer held back her power; a large amount of erotic energy directly invaded his mind.
And Lin Wuque, that madman, accepted it all without any resistance.
Ruan Yunzhen remained unmoved and continued to channel her power.
She knew that no matter how much physical pain she endured, it would only add to his pleasure; the greater torment would come from mental abuse.
Ruan Yunzhen connected his memories buried deep in his mind, bringing up everything he had buried, and Lin Wuque was also taken to the past.
Lin Wuque's mother was a complete perfectionist. She was once a promising surgeon, but went completely insane after a medical accident.
She blamed it all on her son, who was only a few months old, and then directed her obsession on him during the operating table.
Since she is already ruined, her son must be perfect, otherwise he will be worthless, just like the tumors she removed.
So she would always use a scalpel to cut across Lin Wuque's skin and measure the symmetry of his bones. If she found even the slightest imperfection or an unsightly curve, she would lock him in the basement and forcibly "correct and repair" him.
His father was also an abuser. In addition to being an alcoholic, he often punched and kicked him, and even handed him over to his wife, allowing her to torment him in every way.
Perhaps inheriting his mother's madness, Lin Wuque, who grew up in a twisted environment, did not feel sad, nor did he find the days particularly unbearable.
But he will not sit idly by and wait for death, not for any other reason than that he has already gained the power to fight back and can no longer tolerate the bullying of him by the weak.
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