After leaving Su Yao and the others' sight, Banxia and Tiantian used their superpowers without any hesitation to reap the lives of the mutated rats.
Banxia's dark green vines resembled the scythe of Yama, killing more than a dozen mutated rats with a single strike.
The Devouring Tree was no less formidable, splitting the mutated rat in two with a single branch, its voice filled with excitement: "Banxia, it's been so long since we fought side by side!"
Banxia smiled, "Yes, we can kill to our hearts' content tonight!"
She and Tiantian have a symbiotic relationship; they don't need words to communicate, but can instantly sense each other's thoughts with just a thought.
In her past life, she had sat on the Devouring Tree countless times, reaping the lives of enemies and mutated plants and animals. She was the best and closest partner and comrade-in-arms in the world!
The Sky-Swallowing Tree chuckled and chased after the fleeing rat horde like the wind.
One person and one tree exerted their full power, and in less than twenty minutes, they ended the lives of more than two thousand rats.
The remaining two or three hundred mutated rats scattered like headless flies.
“Tian Tian,” Ban Xia’s ears twitched slightly, “a car is coming, you should keep a little more in check.”
After saying that, she put the supernatural vines back into her palm.
The Devouring Tree was puzzled: "We have no opponents right now, so why do we need to hide our strength?"
Banxia explained earnestly, "We're keeping some cards up our sleeves."
Only a fool would play their trump card right from the start!
The intelligence of an adult rat is equivalent to that of an eight-year-old child, and after mutation, it is even higher, similar to that of a twelve or thirteen-year-old teenager.
As soon as Banxia and Tuntian Tree withdrew their powers, the mutated rats cleverly noticed and immediately stopped running away, turning around and rushing towards the two of them.
One person, one tree: ...
Do we look that easy to bully?
Banxia sighed softly, resignedly picked up her submachine gun, and pulled the trigger at the swarm of rats.
"Bang bang bang—"
That was the sound of a submachine gun in her hand.
"Bang bang bang—"
It was the sound of rifles, both strange and familiar.
The unfamiliarity stemmed from the fact that she hadn't heard that gunshot in a long time, while the familiarity came from the fact that she had used this model of rifle quite often when she was at the official base in her previous life.
As far as she knew, this model of gun was only for military use, so another army had arrived?
Sure enough, less than two minutes later, thanks to her excellent night vision, Banxia saw dozens of soldiers in green uniforms firing their guns at the mutated rats.
A few minutes later, the last mouse fell, and Banxia retreated with peace of mind.
"Hero, hero! Please wait a moment!"
Is it calling itself?
Banxia stopped the Devouring Sky Tree in its tracks: "What is it?"
The masked soldier glanced at the Devouring Tree with surprise, then looked at Banxia, whose face was completely covered: "Excuse me, are you a survivor from Miaomiao Mountain?"
Banxia nodded slightly.
The soldier said sincerely, "Would it be convenient for our base commander to invite you to meet?"
Fearing that Banxia might doubt her identity, she added, "Don't worry, we are a legitimate official base and would never do anything to kill, rob, or threaten your life."
Banxia didn't want to deal with the official base: "Oh, it's inconvenient."
She was anxious to go back and find Nanxing.
The soldier's eyes flashed with disbelief the moment he heard her voice. After hesitating for a few seconds, he asked uncertainly, "Are you Banxia?"
Banxia was slightly taken aback. Did this person know her?
She carefully examined the soldier in front of her; she was a woman, around thirty years old, and her voice sounded somewhat familiar…
She hadn't interacted with many women face-to-face since her rebirth, and quickly guessed the identity of the person in front of her: "Director Zhou?"
Before the apocalypse, Zhou Wen had short, shiny black hair that reached her ears, but now she had shaved her head and even her fair and clean hands were covered with scars, so she didn't recognize her at first.
Zhou Wen exclaimed with delight, "It really is you! Long time no see!"
She glanced discreetly at the submachine gun in Banxia's hand, thinking to herself, "Good heavens."
She and Li Kongyuan even guessed that the underworld had infiltrated Miaomiao Mountain and were preparing to take the opportunity to crack down on the underworld, but little did they know that the gun was in the hands of someone they never thought of!
Moreover, she looked at the mutated tree beneath Banxia and wondered if it was possible for exotic plants to coexist harmoniously with humans.
Banxia nodded slightly: "The community has been invaded by mutated rats. I have to go back to help. We can catch up when we have time."
After saying that, he ignored Zhou Wen's reaction, sat on the Devouring Tree and quickly left, leaving only a white silhouette.
Zhou Wen approached Li Kongyuan with a thoughtful expression: "Boss, did you know? The person who chased and killed the mutated rats was actually Banxia! This world is crazy!"
When Banxia rushed back to the community, the battle between Nanxing and the others was nearing its end.
She carefully examined everyone's clothing and breathed a slight sigh of relief when she saw that their protective suits were still intact.
Modern medical technology has reduced the mortality rate of plague from 93% to about 16%, but the enhanced version of plague after the apocalypse has raised the mortality rate back up.
If someone in the team is infected with the plague, unless she reveals her ability to purify the virus, the chances of survival are slim.
She walked to Nanxing's side and took his hand: "I just encountered the army. They came after the mutated rats. I suspect there is a plague outbreak in the city."
Nanxing and the others were shocked: "What?!"
The city is densely populated, and if the plague breaks out, it will likely spread from person to person very quickly.
In a post-apocalyptic world lacking medical care and medicine, how long can this city hold on?
Banxia reassuredly patted the gold and silver that had been offered to her: "I'm just guessing. We'll find out the specifics when the army arrives."
She looked at the rat carcasses and blood scattered on the ground. "Whether they are or not, let's burn the rat carcasses first."
Plague has a wide range of transmission routes, including fleas, skin, and droplets, and the virus multiplies rapidly, so we must not be careless.
Without saying a word, Nanxing and the others found a few small carts to haul the body away, and several furry creatures, Xingzi and Tiantian also sensibly came over to help.
The mutated rats were numerous and large; in just half an hour, they had piled up a small mountain of corpses.
Banxia felt a bit of a headache. How long would it take to burn all these rat carcasses?
Another issue is that the smell of burning fat and protein might attract other mutated animals, which could lead to another fierce battle.
She looked at Nanxing and the others, who were panting, and said, "You guys go rest over there for a while. Nanxing and I will go home and get some gasoline."
Fang Yunyun threw the mutated rat carcass from the trailer onto the pile of corpses. If she hadn't still had some sense, she would have plopped down on the ground. "Sister Banxia, I love you! I'm dying of thirst. If it's convenient for you and Nanxing, could you get me a few bottles of mineral water? I'll return them to you later!"
Zhao Xuan added, "Banxia, if it's convenient, I'd like two bottles too."
Doing manual labor wrapped in a full protective suit in temperatures over 40 degrees Celsius is like running 3,000 meters in a sauna during the hottest part of summer—it's pure torture.
Banxia gave the two of them an OK sign, then pulled Nanxing along and ran home quickly.
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