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Meanwhile, in a building half a city away from the hotpot restaurant, a group of people were taking refuge, avoiding the dense hordes of zombies outside.
Since the building was pitch black, the leader of the group turned on his flashlight to see their surroundings better.
Outside the closed doors of the building, zombies that had caught the scent were still gathering, unwilling to leave, growling and scratching at the doors. The survivors cautiously followed the flashlight’s beam as they moved further inside. Staying in the building wasn’t necessarily safe either; the zombies outside could break in at any moment, and there were unknown dangers lurking within the building.
But there was no other choice. Not entering meant certain death, while entering offered a slim chance of survival.
However, after climbing several floors, they didn’t encounter any zombies or mutated animals, only a floor littered with shattered corpses.
“Someone’s been here,” one of them said, their expressions not relaxing at the sight of the eerily quiet building. Instead, they all looked grave, and their footsteps instinctively became lighter.
In the post-apocalyptic world, sometimes human hearts were even more terrifying than monsters.
Most humans tended to stick together, but there were always those who took pleasure in torturing and killing their own kind. Without the constraints of law, heinous acts like murder, cannibalism, and looting were rampant, left unchecked.
The sight of these shattered zombie corpses, seemingly impossible to piece back together, cast a shadow over their hearts.
Normal survivors only needed to destroy the heads of zombies to kill them. Such brutal methods clearly weren’t the work of ordinary humans.
With the menacing zombies behind them and unknown dangers ahead, the survivors had no choice but to press on. They needed to find another way out or wait for the zombies blocking the doors to leave.
But with the presence of unknown humans in the building, their original plans would have to be adjusted.
While the survivors were on high alert, those on the top floor also heard the noise and cautiously checked the stairwell.
“Boss, it seems like there are people downstairs,” one of them returned to the rooftop and reported to a tall, burly man sitting on a section of a concrete pipe.
The bald man, referred to as ‘Boss’, had a fierce appearance, his body covered in tattoos, his eyes exuding indifference and a hint of cruelty. It was clear at a glance that he was not someone to be trifled with.
The man rested his elbows on his knees, his palms pressed together. After a moment, a deep purple electric ball appeared in the space between his hands, crackling with tiny electric currents.
“So what if people are coming? Isn’t that a good thing?” the man chuckled, the electric ball spinning smoothly in his palm.
“Our Brother Tao is a level five lightning master. What’s there to fear if people come? It’s a perfect opportunity to get some supplies and crystal cores,” one of his subordinates said without a hint of worry, even joking with a smile, showing their usual confidence in the man’s strength.
The others shared the same attitude, laughing and joking around, clearly not taking the survivors downstairs seriously.
“Enough. There’s always someone stronger, and the sky is vast,” the man who had been silent until now slowly stood up. His tone sounded humble, but his movements revealed a sense of arrogance. “Don’t get careless. Let’s go down and meet them.”
The man’s followers cheered and followed him in a swarm toward the stairwell.
Meanwhile, the other group of survivors had just reached the second floor, where they encountered a few remaining zombies. After dealing with them, they decided to temporarily settle in a conference room on that floor.
The conference room was in chaos, with evidence that people had hidden there during the initial outbreak of the apocalypse. The windows were covered with paper.
Captain Zhou Xiong tore off a piece of newspaper, but instead of seeing the outside view, he was met with complete darkness.
Even if it were night, it shouldn’t be this dark. What was going on? A sense of unease began to creep into the survivors’ hearts.
Just then, Zhou Xiong noticed that the darkness outside seemed to shift, revealing a furry, slender leg. The survivors’ worst fears were confirmed.
What was clinging to the window was likely a mutated beast, and judging by its shape and that furry leg, it was a highly dangerous mutated spider.
Mutated spiders were not only agile but also possessed silk that could entangle and kill, difficult to cut even with a knife. They were a nightmare for survivors.
A wave of despair washed over the survivors. Were they really going to meet their end here today?
At that moment, a noise came from upstairs, and the mutated spider, which had been lurking on the outer wall, quickly scurried up toward the sound.
Only then did the survivors get a clear view of just how massive the mutated spider was—it loomed over them like a black mountain.
After it left, the outside returned to a visible state, revealing that the street was still filled with zombies, many of them forming small groups and roaring as they headed toward the building.
Just then, a burst of fire erupted in the night, blowing apart the zombies blocking the road and forcefully clearing a path.
The survivors pressed against the window, their eyes fixed on the area still burning with flames.
Soon, a few people emerged, walking through the charred remains of the zombies.They stopped some distance away from the building, looking up at its facade—or rather, at the mutated spider that had just climbed up it.
The man at the forefront didn’t hesitate. With a wave of his hand, a massive fireball roared toward the mutated spider on the building. The survivors near the windows couldn’t help but feel an intense wave of heat, instantly turning the conference room into a steamer.
The survivors quickly fled the room they were hiding in to avoid being roasted.
Not far from where they exited, they ran into the tattooed man and his group descending from upstairs. They didn’t look as disheveled as when they had come down from the rooftop, but several of them were injured, likely from a close encounter with the mutated spider.
The bald tattooed man in the middle had a dark expression, whether from encountering the mutated spider or something else.
When Zhou Xiong got a clear look at the man in front of him, his heart skipped a beat. Wasn’t this Zong Tao? The leader of the Black Eagle Base. After the apocalypse, he had led a group of followers to seize weapons from a prison and established his own base.
Zong Tao and his gang were notorious for their cruelty, committing every imaginable atrocity—arson, murder, and plunder. It seemed unjust that someone like him had become an ability user. After gaining his powers, Zong Tao had gone even more insane. It was rumored that he was behind the explosion that had destroyed the giant tortoise’s lair.
When the two groups met, Zong Tao wasted no time on words, and a fight broke out immediately.
Small bolts of lightning flickered in the air. Due to the confined space and difficulty in dodging, Zhou Xiong’s group, which had no ability users, was at a complete disadvantage.
In the end, Zhou Xiong gritted his teeth and charged at Zong Tao alone, signaling his teammates to take the opportunity to escape.
He knew all too well what the outcome would be for an ordinary person like him facing a level five lightning ability user. But this team was his responsibility, and he couldn’t stand by and watch them die here.
His teammates were shaken to the core. When they realized what their captain was about to do, they were overwhelmed with grief. But they had no strength left to fight back. They could only honor their captain’s sacrifice by desperately pushing forward.
Just then, the sound of flames erupting came from outside again, this time much closer, as if right beside their ears.
Everyone turned to see a dark figure crashing through a second-floor window, traces of flames still burning on his body, followed by a wave of heat.
“Quite the commotion,” a man’s voice rang out in the room, carrying a hint of slight laughter.
“Song Jinchuan!”
pls do not share this anywhere or u will always stub ur toe when u walk past a door frame !! this translation has been stolen from mioscorner.com, pls only read there i’m begging u :kneels:
Zhou Xiong heard Zong Tao’s voice, filled with gnashing teeth, before he was thrown to the ground.
The name Song Jinchuan was not unfamiliar to Zhou Xiong and his group. Although he was a level six fire ability user from Bright Base and the captain of the Cheetah Squad, his abilities far surpassed what a level six user should possess.
Whatever old grudges or new conflicts existed between the two, Zong Tao was now completely focused on Song Jinchuan, leaving Zhou Xiong and his team behind as the two engaged in a fierce battle.
“You guys leave first, the zombies at the back door have already been cleared.” Zhou Xiong heard Song Jinchuan’s voice in his ear.
Zhou Xiong thanked him gratefully, feeling somewhat surprised. As the battle between the two ability users was about to erupt, they quickly left the scene.
It wasn’t that they didn’t want to help, but more that they simply couldn’t.
When they reached the first floor, they saw Song Jinchuan’s companions clearing out the zombies that had broken through the door. Their team had more than one superhuman; there was also a cool-looking short-haired girl with healing abilities and a water-based superhuman.
Each member of their team had their own role, and it seemed like they had known each other for a long time, cooperating seamlessly.
Upon seeing Zhou Xiong and his group, Song Jinchuan’s team covered their escape and incidentally dealt with Zong Tao’s henchmen.
“Thank you,” Zhou Xiong and his group sincerely expressed their gratitude once more.
Just as they exited through the back door, Zhou Xiong and his team saw the enormous spider lying on the ground, charred black and emitting a foul, burnt odor.
Such a large mutated spider had been turned into a charcoal-grilled spider by Song Jinchuan. From the time they left the window to their confrontation with Zong Tao’s group, it couldn’t have been more than half an hour.
The spider’s incredibly hard shell had been cracked open, and the crystal core inside had been extracted.
In such a short time, they had managed to kill such a massive mutated beast. Indeed, Song Jinchuan’s strength far exceeded what everyone knew.
After escaping with his teammates, Zhou Xiong glanced back. The second-floor window was completely shattered, with alternating orange and purple lights flickering through the broken panes. The orange flames clearly overpowered the purple lightning, indicating that the battle was still intense.
Knowing they couldn’t be of any help, Zhou Xiong and his team turned and left, quickly disappearing into the thick night.
Jiang Ci was sleeping soundly, enjoying a rare moment of leisure without pressure or anxiety. With her health improving, her sleep had been much better lately, allowing her to sleep through the night.
But today was an exception. In the middle of the night, urgent knocking woke her up. Jiang Ci thought it was already morning, but outside the window, the night was still as dark as ink.
appearance of the male lead!
also i feel like if there were an apocalypse i probably wouldn’t survive. i’m alr blind with a horrendous prescription, imagine if my glasses broke in the apocalypse, i’d end up blind as a bat TAT
