Following Jiang Yue's instructions, the team moved forward like a zombie harvester machine, swiftly moving in one direction and eliminating any zombies they encountered.
Halfway through, they ran into two second-order zombies, both easily dealt with by Xiao Jun, yielding two advanced care packages.
Unlike what the other young ladies thought, Xiao Jun noticed something unusual. The number of second-order zombies had increased.
Coupled with the increased yield of care packages this morning, Xiao Jun suspected that last night's zombie rain must have also undergone some changes.
The number of second-order zombies should have increased significantly. For the surviving humans, this could be another disaster.
Currently, there probably weren't many people who could kill second-order zombies. This was an opportunity for some, yet a lethal threat to most.
Luckily Xiao Jun came along today. If it had been Wan Qianya, the team would have definitely suffered losses after continuously encountering second-order zombies.
"No need to specifically look for care packages now. Let's just kill our way through. The number of second-order zombies has increased, so advanced care packages must have increased too. We'll just trigger the big ones directly," Xiao Jun said to Jiang Yue.
He also started observing his surroundings.
First-order zombies didn't require his intervention. He just had to watch out for any second-orders.
Following Xiao Jun's words, Jiang Yue made corresponding adjustments. The team no longer went down small paths, proudly killing their way down main roads.
As it turned out, Xiao Jun was right.
Within an hour, they encountered three more second-order zombies. The numerous advanced care packages also yielded many great items - much more cost-effective than basic care packages.
After resting for a bit, Xiao Jun generously took out over thirty self-heating pots. Within minutes, the aroma of hotpot filled the air.
"Smells so good!"
Many of the young ladies started salivating. After eating packed lunches day after day, even birds would fly out of their mouths. Now there was hotpot - who would still eat packed lunches?
The four new young ladies each received a self-heating pot, wolfing the contents down.
How did they not know that this stuff was so delicious before?
Not far from their rest stop, another group of people were also resting. Although Xiao Jun noticed them, he didn't pay much attention. As long as they minded their own business, there would be no trouble. If they dared make trouble, he would just kill them all.
...
"Boss, look over there. So many juicy young ladies!"
"What are you hollering about when I have eyes too? Why do I need you to tell me?"
This bunch had been idle hoodlums before the apocalypse. The apocalypse had instead given them opportunities to unleash themselves.
Relying on brute force, they quickly obtained their first care package, and even luckily found a steel knife inside.
After that, the few also smoothly looted and even raped stranded young ladies.
"Skinny Monkey, you gotta see the situation clearly. Are those chicks people we can afford to provoke? With your monkey face ogling them, they might just chop you up later."
Although they never received much education and lusted after beautiful women, at least one of them still had a clear head.
This man was called Chen Qingli, the gang's number two. He had been a university student and was said to have decent grades.
Later at university, his girlfriend cheated on him so he beat the couple to death in a dormitory rage. He fled until reaching Star City, also quite ruthless.
Such a murderer would have soon been caught, awaiting the law's judgement. Yet the apocalypse happened.
Relying on his ruthlessness, he gained a foothold among the hoodlums, even becoming number two. He was now a first-order Variant.
"Bro, then what do you say? With so many chicks, don't you want to sleep with them? And the hotpot, don't you want to eat it?"
"We'll have it all once we take them out."
The rest understood not provoking the women directly, but Skinny Monkey still looked down on them. Women - they're just there to be used.
"Moron."
Chen Qingli scolded.
"If you wanna die alone, don't drag us brothers down with you."
"But I have an idea that may let us reap big rewards."
The dozen-odd men all looked over, even the boss included.
Who didn't want to embrace soft girls while eating steaming hotpot? Hearing Chen Qingli had a way, who wouldn't be moved?
"First, we spread word about them, exaggerating a bit. Tell the other survivors this group has tons of food, and they're all female university students."
They understood spreading rumors, but why emphasize they were female university students?
Skinny Monkey asked directly.
"University students, moreover female ones, easily gives the impression they have kind hearts."
"Later when more people come, conflicts will inevitably erupt. We just need to sit back and reap the rewards."
...
Xiao Jun didn't expect that less than 100 meters away, a group was already plotting to swallow his team up.
Eating their fill, it was time to work again.
Using the same morning tactics, the young ladies also maintained ample vigor.
Jiang Yue had already helped the four new ladies successfully advance during the break. Of course it wasn't free - she would tally it on their tabs for them to repay later.
Xiao Jun once again slayed a second-order zombie. The ladies adeptly surrounded the care package while keeping watch of their surroundings. Yet Jiang Yue approached Xiao Jun.
"Bro Jun, something feels off. The people tailing us seem to be increasing," Jiang Yue said with furrowed brows.
Xiao Jun also frowned. People had started following their team that afternoon, but since they were few and only tailed from behind, Xiao Jun hadn't minded.
But now there were probably over a hundred people.
"Should I go ask what they're up to?"
It felt very unsettling to have a crowd watching from behind as they fought, almost like they were waiting to ambush.
If they suddenly attacked mid-battle, things would turn bad for everyone.
"Mm, be careful. I'll keep watch," Xiao Jun nodded, his frown not easing. Instead he lit a cigarette, inhaling deeply until his tightened brows relaxed.
No matter their intentions, he would warn them once. If they still followed, he would directly kill them.
Soon Jiang Yue returned, her exquisite face also scrunched up, cutely.
"Bro Jun, these people somehow heard we have a lot of food here. They want to ask us for food," she said.
What?
Xiao Jun wondered if he had misheard. This was the apocalypse. They wanted him to give them food?
Were these people dreaming?
By now the crowd behind was clamoring. Perhaps because Xiao Jun's team hadn't moved for a while, or they felt their numbers were enough.
"Ladies, we're all Chinese compatriots. How can you bear to watch your big sister starve to death?"
"Yes, yes! Have pity on my child, only eight years old. His dad was eaten by zombies while scavenging. We mother and child haven't eaten in three days."
...
s + Rent Collection Wealth】 At the start, he inherited a rundown house in the urban village from his grandfather. The house had no tenants, but the moment he was diagnosed with a terminal illness, a self-proclaimed empress from the Tianxuan Continent arrived as his first tenant. Ye Chuan soon discovered that with every new tenant moving in, not only did he receive massive daily payments, but he also obtained unique items related to their backgrounds. 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Tiger Strength Pill—dramatically enhances physical power!】 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Deer Blood Pill—significantly boosts vitality!】 …… From that day on, all sorts of bizarre tenants began appearing in the house: the empress from Tianxuan Continent, an apocalyptic sorceress from the Magic Realm, a mysterious scientific girl who fell through a spacetime rift… Every single day, he received strange, powerful items and endless money. Then one day, he suddenly realized—he had become invincible. Enough, enough! Stop giving me more!
uld barely embark on the path to immortality. Just as he was on the verge of death, his golden finger awakened. No matter whether it was poison, drained blood and vital energy, diminished lifespan, or any other physical debuff caused by paying a price—once midnight passed, everything would be refreshed. From then on, whenever someone asked what kind of person Chu Ran was, the answer was simple: Forbidden arts that other cultivators dared not learn? Chu Ran would learn them. Prices that even demonic cultivators dared not pay? Chu Ran would pay them. Lifespan that even righteous cultivators dared not burn? Chu Ran would burn it. All the blood essence in his body? Take it. Want both his hands and feet? He would cut them off and send them to you. You say he’s finished? He wasn’t built to sit idle. You think he’s gone mad? No—he was simply waiting for midnight. From that day onward, Chu Ran would respect neither Heaven nor Earth, bow to neither gods nor ghosts. He had only one wish: For midnight to arrive a little sooner.
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
lities. One day, Qi Yuan was buying groceries when he unfortunately came face-to-face with a monster. Just when he thought he was going to die on the spot, he suddenly heard the monster's thoughts... "This aura, he's definitely not an ordinary master!" "So terrifying, so terrifying." "A fight with my back against the wall, I can't take it anymore." Qi Yuan: Ah, no one told me that my awakened ability isn't telepathy, but rather the stronger my enemies imagine me to be, the stronger I truly become. PS: Zhou Hai in the first chapter is not the protagonist.
