After confirming their direction, the two began looking for a gas station or service area, walking along the highway.
037 also felt bored and began to browse through the latest permissions granted to it by the higher-level system, namely the files of this world and this ancestor.
At that moment, Ruan Qing'an was using his Tang sword to clear away one or two zombies that were passing by. He had just smashed the zombie's head and taken out the crystal core when 037 in his mind suddenly spoke tremblingly.
[Ancestor...you've carried out missions in this small world?]
"Didn't I tell you?"
When did you say that?!
037 said angrily, "[And I also checked, ancestor, it's recorded in the files, but it's associated with your system. It doesn't say 'system number,' it says 'Xie Huainan.'"
"That's normal. Except for the Supreme God, none of you have names."
Ruan Qing'an casually replied, "Before he became a main god, he was my system. That's fine, right? If you work hard, little system, and defeat him, you'll also become a new main god."
I'm going to get killed by the God of War...
037 shuddered in fright, while Ruan Qing'an, who had successfully changed the subject, simply smiled, but her eyes were cold—this was indeed her previous mission world, and the system that assisted her was now the main god.
She was a newcomer, and Xie Huainan was a new system; both were rule-breakers who almost ruined the mission world.
Oh, this world is a perfect example.
Thinking of that scoundrel, Ruan Qing'an's mood plummeted. Although she didn't show it on her face, the zombie she skewered into a candied hawthorn skewer was truly unlucky, almost having its crystal core shattered.
037: [So, what was your mission last time, Ancestor?]
"Save the world, spread love and peace."
"It's nothing serious," Ruan Qing'an replied, and at that moment she saw the broken and blood-stained sign: "Small service area, lucky you, boss, we've arrived!"
"Let's go, it's almost dusk, and it's more dangerous outside."
Zhou Ziqi replied lazily—after there were no more interesting things to do and he had to keep traveling, he had been in this state ever since.
Ruan Qingan simply nodded slightly and went ahead to scout the way.
Just as she cut down the still-growing mutated plant, a strange exclamation came from 037 in her mind.
[You and the Supreme God were really stirring things up back then, ancestor! You cleaved the world in two with a single stroke, one half was used for zombies to farm and build infrastructure, forcing them to have a balanced diet, and the other half was used for superhumans to become cultivators, forcing them to cultivate their minds and bodies. Is that how you saved the world?]
"Tell me whether the world is peaceful or not."
037 Speechless: [This is too peaceful. You and the Supreme God are truly talented, rising to the top among mission takers. Your thought processes are quite unique.]
As they were talking, Ruan Qingan and Zhou Ziqi arrived at the service area. The small supermarket there did not seem to have been damaged, and there was no mess of bloodstains on the ground.
It appears that no zombies have come here to cause damage, nor have any human survivors come here to loot.
It was unusually quiet around us...
Ruan Qing'an gripped the hilt of the Tang sword tightly, her steps becoming lighter as she lowered her voice and said, "Boss, I'll go take a look first."
"good."
After confirming that Zhou Ziqi was in a position where he could protect him at any time, Ruan Qingan drew his knife and pushed open the tightly closed supermarket door.
Upon opening the door, a stench of decay suddenly wafted out, causing Ruan Qing'an to frown. Just then, a sharp, piercing roar suddenly rang out, followed by a dark figure leaping out from the cashier's counter, making the stench even more intense.
This zombie must have been a cashier in life. Its clothes were tattered, and half of its face had rotting flesh clinging to its bones. It was squatting on the cash register, and the exposed flesh was covered in black spots.
With a sharp cry, it lunged forward!
Not only that, but as if calling for their companions, howls echoed from the deathly silent supermarket, and several zombie security guards dressed in security uniforms rushed out.
"Tsk, there was definitely something wrong."
Ruan Qing'an's leaden-gray eyes narrowed slightly. As the zombie cashier rushed forward, she kicked it straight onto the cash register!
Immediately afterwards, Nguyen Thanh An drew her Tang sword and beheaded the zombie security guard who was charging at her. As the other zombies rushed forward, she dodged to the side and stomped her foot.
A massive surge of spiritual energy flowed into the remaining bloodstains on the ground. As Ruan Qing'an stomped his foot, the bloodstains solidified, piercing the approaching zombies in large shards like blades, fixing them in mid-air.
Soon, the remaining zombies were all dealt with.
Just then, the zombie cashier, who had been kicked so hard he was almost embedded in the counter, straightened up and lunged at Zhou Ziqi at the door, hissing and drooling with foul stench!
Ruan Qingan frowned: "Boss, squat down."
At the doorway, Zhou Ziqi stood with his hands in his pockets, a faint smile still in his eyes, his expression as affectionate as a Peking Opera actor. He ignored Ruan Qing'an's words and instead kicked the oncoming zombie.
The zombie cashier crashed into the half-open glass door once again.
037: [Holy crap, the male lead isn't a weakling?!]
Ruan Qingan frowned: "He doesn't trust me."
"Ouch... that's pretty strong, my foot hurts from the kick."
Zhou Ziqi patted his leg and said casually. He took a few steps forward and half-squatted in front of the zombie cashier. As the zombie was still twitching, a cold glint flashed between his fingers.
A sharp, small scalpel pierced the zombie's back.
When Ruan Qing'an jogged out, he found that the zombie cashier was no longer moving: "Boss, are you alright?"
"Fortunately, I can handle the small fry."
As Zhou Ziqi spoke, he stood up and wiped his scalpel: "Zombies are similar to humans; if you cut their spine like this, it's the same thing."
"...Boss, your knife skills are excellent."
Ruan Qingan echoed, feeling a chill run down his spine.
After clearing the zombies from the supermarket, Ruan Qing'an went inside to find supplies, while Zhou Ziqi squatted in front of the zombies, seemingly studying something, his upturned phoenix eyes slightly narrowed.
Zhou Ziqi silently observed Ruan Qingan's busy figure.
The bodyguards he hired seemed to be more capable than before, but they were just tools he paid to hire, so there was no need to worry about them.
The sun is setting in the west, and dusk is approaching.
As darkness fell, the world, now plagued by zombies, became even more dangerous. After blocking all the entrances and exits of the small supermarket to ensure that the zombies could not enter, Ruan Qingan and his team rested in the staff lounge.
By nightfall, the bags were already full of usable supplies, and the supermarket was left with mostly useless or expired items.
Ruan Qing'an, protecting his bag and holding his knife, closed his eyes for a short rest.
Zhou Ziqi, on the other hand, bent his long legs, leaned against the cashier, and fiddled with the scalpel in his hand, seemingly deep in thought.
"Boss, aren't you going to take a break?"
"You go to sleep first, Xiao Ruan, I'm thinking about something."
Ruan Qing'an paused, met Zhou Ziqi's smiling eyes, then lowered his head and closed his eyes to rest, but his heart sank a little - this was the second time.
She was certain that Zhou Ziqi didn't trust her at all.
About an hour later, the once silent highway was suddenly filled with the roar of car engines.
Ruan Qing'an, who had been resting with his eyes closed, opened them, his eyes filled with a sharp intensity.
"Someone's coming!"
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